Strange Desire: Chapter Twenty-one
AN: Okay, so I know I haven't posted this in a while, so I left the end of the last chapter up here for you if you don't remember it. I've been busy with real life doing good fun things, so I haven't had time to sit down and work on this. Anyway, this chapter nearly kicked my ass, so I really hope you appreciate it.
Thanks must go out to everyone that WC'd with me during this and there were quite a few of you. Also, thanks to OCDJen and Mrs. Aggett for prereading some of this telling me to keep it.
Congratulations Jen on being nominated for two slash awards.
Alright guys, on with the story.
Characters belong to SM
Previously: Sitting down close enough to him that our shoulders touched Edward started removing what was left in the backpack. Apparently my mother had thought to put a small insulated cooler in there. What the fuck kind of food did she put in it? Edward opened it up and pulled out normal looking stuff. Sandwiches, some cut up vegetables, bottles of water, and cut up pineapple. When Edward got to the pineapple I could feel his shoulders shaking against mine. What the fuck was so funny?
Moving so I was in front of him I heard him chuckle, so hard I wasn't sure he could even answer me. "What's so funny?" I asked.
He was still looking at the pineapple in his hand and back at me. His laughter was uncontrollable and he ended up on his side attempting to take in air.
Snatching the pineapple from him I couldn't figure out why that was funny. Was I missing something?
Finally pulling in lungfuls of air Edward retorted "You mean you don't know?" I shook my head, should I?
Taking mercy on me Edward answered "Pineapple is supposed to make your cum taste better." My mouth dropped open.
"Wh... what?" I stuttered out.
"Yeah, and I bet you anything your mom knew that when she packed this too." Edward stated laughing hard again, the fucker. Yeah, my mom definitely had entirely too much invested in our relationship, more than I thought was healthy.
EPOV
The look of utter mortification on Jasper's face over Esme's antics made the tears flow down my face as I laughed hard clutching my chest. Crossing his arms over his own chest he narrowed his eyes at me and huffed "That is so not funny." That only made me laugh harder, so hard I almost couldn't breathe anymore. "You just wait, that's going to scar me for life." Oh my god, would he please stop talking? I thought I was going to pass out if he made me laugh any harder.
"Stop laughing at me. I'm disgusted." Jasper said before scrunching up his nose, a look I hadn't seen in a while. Drawing in oxygen I tried to calm myself down, but the more I tried the worse my laughter became. Jasper's expressions at me weren't helping, until he started laughing too.
It had been a very long time since I'd laughed that hard. I would have to thank Esme for that later. Jasper was embarrassed by her, I knew. I, however, was not. Her show of support was a little over the top, but it was support nonetheless. That was more than I'd ever gotten from anyone that wasn't gay in my life. Although I could see Emmett and Rosalie becoming those people more and more. Sure Bella was there for me when we were younger, but the older we'd gotten the further apart we became. Jamie was... supportive for everyone, anytime, anywhere, as long as they weren't being complete idiots. But family support? Well, I certainly wasn't going to get that from my own. I did wonder about this uncle of mine though, where the hell was he? Could I find him? Would he even want me to? Did I even remember his name? I tried to go back through the recesses of my mind to see if I could figure out what I knew of him. He was important, somehow I knew that.
"Jasper, I've gotta go home." I told him. He looked a little hurt that I wasn't staying tonight. Normally I would stay, but I was more than a little confused by my attraction to him and had to get away. It was a Friday night, and we'd completed our homework together in the kitchen, so we could have the rest of the weekend to do whatever the hell we wanted to. I was sure he wondered why I'd leave now and not just stay the rest of the weekend. It wasn't like I needed to go home to get clothes or anything, over time things had slowly found themselves at his house.
"Are you sure you want to go home?" Jasper asked me worriedly. Oh, shit. No, all I wanted to do was kiss him and more and that scared the hell out of me. That was wrong, I'd only been told that in as many ways as possible throughout my life, so why would I think I wanted those things with him?
Closing my eyes to hide him from view I nodded my head and said "I have to. I have to make an appearance at least, so they know I'm still alive."
Jasper snorted and I opened my eyes to look at him. He had his arms crossed over his chest and a brow raised in question. "Okay, okay. My mom needs to know I'm still alive, my dad... well, I don't care." I amended. That wasn't entirely true and Jasper knew that, but he didn't call me out on it. I did care what my father thought. All I wanted from him was to love me, but I never got the impression that he did. He might have when I was little, but not anymore.
"Fine, let me walk you home." Jasper argued with me.
"What? No, no. You don't need to do that. Besides, I just want some time to think." I reasoned.
Letting it go Jasper nodded his head and said "See you around, then." Then he turned on his heel and left me staring after his retreating back in the kitchen as he ran up the stairs. Well shit, did I offend him? Yeah, I guess I did. I was basically his only friend that he wasn't forced into being friends with and I'd just blown him off. Sighing I decided it was better this way, he didn't need to see the confused mess I was becoming over him.
Packing my schoolbag back up I left the house quietly and walked slowly and deliberately down the path to my house thinking. Thirteen year old boys were not supposed to like boys, especially not boys whose names were Jasper and they'd grown up with. Kicking a rock out of the path a little harder than necessary to dislodge it, it ricocheted off a tree and came right back at me landing in the same spot. Fuck you, rock. That was like my life, I tried and tried to remove my feelings for Jasper, but they only came back stronger. Damn it. Maybe I'd be less confused if I only liked boys, then I'd know without a doubt that I was gay. No, not me. I couldn't make it easy on myself. I had to like both boys and girls which only doubly confused the hell out of me.
What the hell was I supposed to do with that information? Sure, I was confused, but I'd already figured out that girls weren't going to like that I liked boys too. Even if they said they were okay with it as I got older, they were lying. The same went for gay men, they were usually not okay with it. Everything sounds good in theory, but reality is much harsher than fantasy.
Picking up the rock I threw it away from me as hard as I could. Why couldn't I just be straight? Why couldn't I just be gay? Anything would be better than in this confused limbo. Whoa, Edward, are you finally admitting to yourself that you are anything but straight? Yeah, I guess I am. Who are you going to tell that to? Who said I was going to tell anybody? I can keep it to myself. Right... you are going to keep that to yourself? That might work for now, but it won't forever. Shut the fuck up, I can't deal with this right now. Of course you can, you are arguing to yourself in your own head. I said shut the fuck up. Okay, but I'll still be here reminding you. Fucking hell, shut up.
As I neared my house I could hear my parents arguing through the open windows. What else was new? I never expected to come home to a house without arguing unless my mom was home alone. Sometimes if I stayed at Jasper's too long and I got used to the lack of arguments it made coming back here ten times worse.
Hearing their raised voices I chose to remain outside, I could hear every word anyway. My ears didn't need to be blasted by their yells. My mom was shouting at my father "Don't you think it's time you forgave him? It's been eight years."
"I will never forgive him, never. He knows why I won't, so I don't know why you would even try to make me." He shouted right back at her.
"It's time you forgave him, it's past time. You used to be happy at one time. You haven't been happy since you cut him out of your life." My mom said a little more quietly.
"No, I haven't been happy since he was such a shit brother, that had nothing to do with me cutting him out. I didn't have to, if he'd come to me first then this never would have happened." He told her icily.
"You know why he didn't come to you. He didn't want to make things hard on you for the sake of your family, you know the family that you've been angry at ever since. I've never done anything to you to make you that way and neither has Edward." She was attempting to get him to change, but he'd been an ass for far too long to change now. That just wouldn't happen in my lifetime, I didn't think. She must have figured that out at some point in the shouted conversation because the next words out of her mouth were "You're an asshole. I really hope you haven't permanently harmed your only child." Then softer, so soft I doubted my father heard her she said "Thank god for Carlisle and Esme." What I still couldn't figure out is why she didn't leave my father and take me with her. That seemed to be the best solution to me. We wouldn't make my father angry anymore and we would be much happier without him in our lives. Now I was angry, not over my father, but my mom for putting up with this shit.
My father exploded then. "Hard for me? He made it harder on me, but he was selfish and didn't think his actions would affect me or our family, did he? No. I won't forgive him for that, so don't ask again. He's out of our lives where he should be. I told you before not to mention him, I have no brother."
From outside I could hear my mom's loud sigh and her footsteps as she walked away from my father. Deciding this would be my best chance to get into the house without hearing screams I opened the front door. Glancing around I snuck upstairs to my bedroom, hoping my father didn't hear me or if he did he'd think it was my mother.
In my bedroom I let my schoolbag sag to the floor and sat on my bed. My head was already a confused mess before I even got here, but at least the argument my parents had got me off of thinking about Jasper for a while. What was going on? I only had vague memories of my father even having a brother. We'd been forbidden to talk about him or even speak his name. I wondered if he could love me more than my own father obviously did. Where was he? The questions all wanted to tumble out, but I didn't know who to ask.
Hearing a soft knock on my door and a whispered "Edward," I looked up.
"Yeah, mom?"
"Hey sweetie, I thought I heard you come home." She said, and I could see the signs of stress on her face. My mom worried so much of the time and my father was so hard on her I didn't think she was going to age well.
"Yeah, I was trying to avoid dad." I told her.
"I thought so. So you heard us arguing then?" My mom questioned.
"Uh, yeah. It was a little loud, I could hear you outside." I answered her as she came and sat beside me on the bed.
Frowning at me she said "I'm sorry, Edward. I'm sorry you have to put up with this."
Blowing out my breath at her statement I was more than a little pissed off. "Sorry? If you were truly sorry we wouldn't still be living here."
Giving me a sad look she said "Sweetie, there are things you don't understand and I can't explain them all. I know you think we'd be better off elsewhere, but everything I do and will ever do is to protect you. Never think I want you to endure this, on purpose." Her eyes had tears in them and she tried to hug me, I pulled away. What did she mean? Getting out of here would help us both. She thought we had to stay here and take this?
Standing up I faced her and shouted "Mom, we don't have to stay here. I don't know what you are thinking, but this is not the best place for either one of us."
Looking thoughtful she said "No, it isn't, but this is where I must stay."
"You must stay? What about me?" My hands were balled into fists as my bad day went from bad to worse. Why must we put up with the abuse from my father, either one of us?
"Yes, I will always stay with your father. You, on the other hand, don't have to." She said calmly. What the hell was she talking about? Where in the world would I go?
"What are you talking about?" I was still shouting, I came by that naturally. The only one that ever made me calmer was Jasper.
"If you ever want to leave Edward, I won't stop you. I wish you were in a better place than here, right now." She explained.
"So... you don't want me anymore?" I asked her, unable to believe my ears. That's what she was telling me, wasn't it?
"No, sweetie, that's not what I meant. I can't leave, but I would do anything to keep you safe. Anytime you want to leave I will let you go. It would be better for you." Her eyes swam with tears that threatened to spill at any moment.
"Where would I go? I don't have anyone else." I told her confused.
"Yes, you do. I know Carlisle and Esme would be happy to have you, and so would Jasper." When she added and so would Jasper, I snorted. Yeah, he'd be happy until he figured out I loved him as more than friends. After that? Who knows.
"Mom, they aren't family though. I don't know why they'd take me in." Was my response.
"Edward, sometimes family aren't the people that gave you life, they are the ones that love you. Carlisle, Esme, and Jasper all love you. If you want blood, then you can look up your uncle, I'm sure he'd love to hear from you, but not until you are grown. You should meet him once at least. I know you don't remember him, but you had yourself wrapped around his little finger." Then so softly I almost didn't catch it she said "Maybe he can explain what happened."
"Mom, I don't remember him or his name or anything about him." I wanted to know all I could about him, but I doubted she'd give me answers.
"He's a lot like you, Edward. His name is Francis, goes by Frankie." I couldn't hide my snort this time, and here I thought Edward was a terrible name. "You'll find him when it's time for you to find him, I know he'll be waiting for you to." How would she know that? She didn't talk to him, did she?
Opening my mouth to speak she cut me off "That's all I can tell you for now, sweetie. I'm sorry." Then she got up to leave my room and before walking out said "I love you." I didn't tell her I loved her back.
Flinging myself across my bed all the thoughts of the last couple of hours whirled around in my head, making me more confused than I even was before. I thought leaving Jasper's would help, it didn't. All I wanted was to be back there, at his house, at what felt like my home, my true home, not this whatever this place was.
"Edward? Hey Edward?" Jasper was kneeling between my legs and hovering over me. How the hell did we get in this position? Was I really that lost in thought?
Looking up at his concerned expression I said "Yeah, Jazz, I'm still here. I just got lost for a while."
Smiling at me he said "Yeah, I can tell. Where did you go?"
Shaking my head at him I said "I'll tell you later. It'll give us something to talk about on the way home. Right now I want to enjoy our peace and quiet." Then I pulled his head down to mine and pressed my lips to his. We kissed for a while just tasting each other until Jasper's stomach grumbled and I chuckled. "You must be hungry." I said pushing him up and getting in a sitting position myself.
"I am, but not for food." He told me as his eyes darkened. I groaned, but his stomach began rumbling loudly.
"I think your stomach disagrees with you. Eat first, then we can have some fun." I said smirking at him.
Jasper just sat there staring at me, unmoving, only his eyes were roving. He didn't even try to reach for the food or me. I had to look away, if I looked at him like that we'd never eat anything. Picking up a sandwich and a bottle of water I threw them in his direction hoping he'd catch them. I picked up my own and opened the cut up vegetables between us. Right now, I couldn't even look at that pineapple or I know I'd start laughing hysterically again.
When I turned my body around to face Jasper he was still looking at me, the water and sandwich untouched. "Are you going to eat?" I asked tipping my head towards the food. Jasper glanced down at the food that he hadn't even realized was there and slowly picked it up. What the hell was he staring at me over? This wasn't lust like before, this was fear. Sighing I asked "What's up, Jasper?"
Taking a swig of his water first I watched as he swallowed it down before he answered "I'm worried about whatever it is you are going to tell me on our way home."
Laughing at him I questioned "Why would you be worried about that?" He looked at me incredulously and I had to remind myself that I had made him worry in the last twenty-four hours, that I had nearly left him. When that finally dawned on me I said "Oh."
"Jasper, it was just a flashback, and an important one, but nothing for you to worry about." I explained. He nodded his head and took a bite of his sandwich. My eyes raked over his naked body and took in what I could while we were outside. Jasper was still beautiful, even if he had trouble accepting that, he was. I ought to know, after all the men I had been with none of them compared to him. Maybe I was blinded by love, but I didn't think so. "You're beautiful." I blurted out, Jasper quirked an eyebrow at me. Then I watched as a wide smile spread across his face. It was one of the few times I'd been able to say that without him being too embarrassed over it, and I relished it.
"So are you." He said trailing a finger down the center of my chest making me shiver. Picking up his hand I sucked the finger that had been touching me into my mouth, Jasper hissed at me. The taste of his skin on my tongue made me forget all about the food and I left it discarded next to me. I wasn't hungry anyway. Jasper closed his eyes and moaned before pulling his hand away when his stomach protested once again.
Polishing off his sandwich and a few of the vegetables he looked at the pineapple and reached over for the container. Opening the container he picked up a piece between his thumb and forefinger and narrowed his eyes looking at it. Inwardly, I was a little panicked, just like I was when he first showed me what was in the backpack. I mean his mom packed that whole bag which was funny, at least to me, if not him, but... Jasper was freaked out over people influencing us to be together only a couple of days ago. "Do you really think that's true?" He asked me. For a minute I wondered what the fuck he was talking about. I had forgotten what I told him about the pineapple.
"Uh... I don't know, never tried to find out." I answered when I remembered that conversation.
Nodding at me Jasper leaned forward and breathed in my ear "I love the way you taste, I don't need this."
Grabbing his upper arm with my right hand I breathed "I love the way you taste, too." Then I nipped his ear with my teeth earning a growl for my effort. Smiling I pulled back and so did he.
Instead of putting the whole chunk of pineapple in his mouth Jasper bit into it, and I watched as the juice spread down his lips and chin and across his fingers. I wanted to lick it off, which I think might have been his intention. Coming close to him I sucked his finger and thumb into my mouth taking the pineapple into my own. Licking around his fingers I pulled back and chewed and swallowed the pineapple before bringing my lips closer to him. Running my tongue along his chin and up across his lips I tasted the sweet juice before pressing my lips to his.
Moaning into his mouth I pulled him down with me as I laid back down. Without clothes as barriers between us I was rapidly becoming more and more aroused and so was he. Jasper sat up on his knees and grinned at me. When I reached out for him to bring his body back to mine he slapped my arm away. "Edward, I realize you may have forgotten, but I am still in control today." Jasper told me with mock-seriousness, and I laughed. Jasper frowned at me for laughing, but I could see his lips twitch in the corner of his mouth before he laughed too.
Before I even saw what he was doing I could see the mischief in his eyes. Jasper had picked up another piece of the pineapple and run it down the center of my chest like he had his finger, stopping just above my happy trail. The fruit was still cold, so when his warm tongue started to lick the juice off starting at my stomach and worked its way up I shivered at the contrast. Jasper's lips closed over my Adam's apple and I tilted my head back groaning. Placing the chunk of pineapple in between his teeth Jasper leaned down to my lips and I bit into it both of us kissing tasting the sweetness before pulling away to chew and swallow. When I brought my lips back to his I sucked his tongue into my mouth. Jasper growled at me and I pushed his chest down to mine so I could feel the way it rumbled. Somehow when I did that Jasper got the upperhand and began sucking my tongue into his mouth scraping it with his teeth. Fuck.
Pulling away from me Jasper placed his hands on my shoulders keeping me flat. Turning to grab another piece of the fruit he brought it to my lips first, but didn't let me bite into it before he swept his tongue over my lips. Then I felt him drag the cold fruit across both my nipples and circle them. Fuck. My nipples weren't nearly as sensitive as Jasper's, but they were still sensitive. I'd discovered over time that all men were different in regards to that. One guy I'd been with said he couldn't feel it at all, and another told me not to touch him there or he'd cum immediately. Yeah, the latter one I remembered because the sex had finally gotten boring and I just wanted it over with already. So I bit down on one of his nipples, he wasn't lying, he came right then. Edward, what the fuck are you doing thinking about other people right now? I don't know, got distracted. Then get yourself undistracted, idiot. It's not like you even liked being with those people you are thinking about. I know, I know.
During my mental retreat Jasper had circled his tongue over my nipples. To get away from what I was thinking about I grabbed the fruit from his hand and sat up pushing him with me. I wasn't too sure I wanted the fruit against his skin, I liked tasting pure Jasper. His skin was all I needed. Deciding to at least try it I ran the cold fruit over one of his nipples and then my tongue licking off the sticky juice. Then I rasped my stubble across it as well. The cold, the warmth, the slickness, the roughness must have been too much for him as he growled out loudly and nearly yanked my hair out of my head. When I did the same thing to the more sensitive side he did the same thing only his hips bucked this time too.
"Fuck, Edward." Jasper groaned out and pushed me back down roughly attacking my mouth.
Against his lips I breathed "I want to taste you, just you." Jasper's eyes turned a deeper blue and he sat up and straddled my shoulders. He brushed the head of his cock against my lips and I darted my tongue out to lick around him. Pushing his head into my mouth I sucked on it and could taste his slighty salty precum on my tastebuds and moaned. Placing my hands on his thighs I tried to bring him closer to my mouth, but I still wasn't close enough to take as much of him as I wanted to. Jasper placed one hand under my head to keep my neck from straining trying to reach him. Pressing my tongue against the underneath side of his cock I sucked up and down hollowing my cheeks.
"Fuck...." Jasper breathed out as he reached behind him and fondled my balls. When he did that I nearly lost my rhythym and had to pick it up again. What I really wanted was Jasper's hand on my cock. Eventually he stopped playing with my balls and brought his fingers to his mouth. Oh fuck. He ran his finger down the crack of my ass and then pressed it against my entrance. Breathing in I relaxed the muscles there so he could push his finger in. Slowly he pushed his finger all the way in and I had to let go of his cock to breathe.
Taking a deep breath I felt him push another finger inside me and instead of pumping in and out he turned his wrist so I could feel him sweeping me inside. "Holy fucking shit!" I shouted out.
Jasper's eyes grew wide as he looked down at me. "I take it you like that then?" He asked me clearly amused, the fucker.
"Jasper..." All I could do was moan out his name. I wasn't sure how what he did inside me made me shout out like that, all I knew was that it felt fucking great. Tightening my grip on his thighs I pulled him closer to me and sucked on his balls closing my eyes concentrating on the difference in texture between them and his cock. Jasper's moans filled the air as I moved on and swept my tongue along the sides of his cock.
Removing one hand from his thigh I looked up at him and sucked a finger into my mouth. His breath hitched when I put my arm between his legs and ran the wet digit against his perineum before pressing it against his puckered hole. Pressing my finger farther in past the tight ring of muscle Jasper groaned out "Fuck..."
When I paused for just a second Jasper turned his wrist again and I felt his fingers against my prostate, I could feel my balls start to fill with semen. "Jazz..." I moaned out again. If he didn't stop that I wasn't going to be able to hold off for long. Trying to push what he was doing out of my mind I covered his cock with my mouth once again. My tongue ran along every ridge, every vein of his cock. Taking his head into my mouth I ran my tongue along his frenulum.
"Fuck..." Jasper gasped out and let my head go. I knew if I had kept going he would have come in my mouth, I kind of wish he had.
Removing my finger from his ass first he moved down my body, but kept his fingers inside me. When he got to my mouth he kissed me hard. He whispered in my ear urgently "I'm going to fuck you again. Do you want that? Do you want me to fuck your ass?"
"Fuck Jazz, please. Please fuck me." I begged. His cock was the only thing that would feel better than his fingers in my ass right now. Jasper nipped my ear and sat up. Moving he got out the box of condoms and lube, his fingers still remained inside me. Looking down at me he threw them in my direction indicating I should put them on. Tearing off one of the condoms I tore it open and rolled it over Jasper's cock quickly. Opening the lube I poured some in my hand and ran it over his cock. He held out his hand that wasn't inside me and I poured a small amount into it. Removing his fingers from me finally he spread the lube on his other hand against my ass.
Trying to relax I took a few more deep breaths and pleaded "Now Jazz, fuck me now." Pushing my thighs back with his hands he ran his cock along the crack of my ass a few times before pressing the head against my entrance. He pushed the head of his cock past the tight ring of muscle and pulled out. Taking another deep breath he did the same thing pushing further in this time. He did the same thing a few more times until he was fully seated inside me. Honestly I wished he'd hurry up, I was ready for him a long time ago.
Finally he began thrusting into me and I cried out "Harder!"
Grinning at me Jasper asked "Are you sure you want it harder?" When I nodded my head he picked up the pace and pounded into me hard.
"Oh fuck... that feels so good." I moaned out. My hand that still had some lube on it wrapped itself around my cock and I had no conscious decision of doing that, it was just there. Jasper's eyes roved down to where my hand was moving up and down just as fast as he was thrusting into me. His eyes came back up to meet mine and I moved to my elbows so he could lean down and touch his lips to mine. I knew he needed that physical connection far more than I did. Touching his lips to mine he kissed me hungrily at first going along with how fast he was driving into my ass, then his kiss slowed and he pulled away giving me a small smile. Lying back down I just let myself feel, feel what he was doing to me, how he hit my prostate at each pass, both of our moans and grunts filled the air surrounding us. My hand picked up its pace again as I pumped my cock. My orgasm was coming, I could feel it rapidly approaching as my balls tightened. "Jazz, I'm gonna... cum..." The muscles of my ass tightened around his cock and I shot cum across my stomach. I watched as he thrust into me a few more times before I could see his stomach muscles contract as he shot his load into the condom.
When he pulled out of me I couldn't move, I didn't want to. Instead of cleaning me off with the wipes he swept his tongue along my stomach and lapped up every drop of cum as I watched. Jasper's lips met mine and he kissed me languidly, I could taste my cum on his tongue.
Jasper got up and I missed the warmth of his body against mine. Closing my eyes I could hear him shuffling about cleaning himself off and only opened them again when I felt him begin cleaning me up. When he was done he laid down beside me on his side and placed his head on my chest, the same position that I normally took. Running my fingers through his blond curls I heard him let out a soft sigh, he was out moments later. Closing my own eyes I tried to catch snatches of sleep, but I couldn't. If I did it wasn't more than five minutes. Deciding I'd watch him sleep instead I opened my eyes and saw his chest rise and fall, his hand splayed over my stomach. He was still struggling and trying to cope with getting well and got tired easily. I wondered how long that would last, I hoped it wasn't months on end like I knew it could be. More than that though I wanted his calmness back, for some reason I felt as though I was going to need it. "Jasper, I love you." I told him quietly knowing he wouldn't hear it in his sleep.
Mumbling back at me said "I know." I wasn't sure if that was a response to me or something random he was dreaming about.
Needing to get up so we could get back to the house and say our goodbyes I shook Jasper awake. "Jazz, we need to get up. Come on, get up." Grumbling for five more minutes I said "No, we've got to get up." His eyes slowly slid open and he looked pissed that I woke him up. What else was new? I knew he hated when I did that. Giving him a chaste kiss I said "Wake up, we need to get ready to go home. You can sleep in the car, if you want to. I'll drive."
Slowly he sat up and rubbed his eyes with the heels of his hands. Packing all our stuff up we got dressed and Jasper looked at his shirt and back at me. In my haste to remove it in the clearing I'd ripped it. He stuffed it in the backpack and was left shirtless. I couldn't say I minded, I got to see his back and his ass in those jeans. Taking the backpack from him I flung it across my shoulders and told him to walk in front of me, just like he had on our way out here. He snorted at me knowing I was going to check out his ass all the way back. I might not be able to do anything about it right now, but that didn't mean I couldn't appreciate it.
Jasper was still sleepy I could tell as he stumbled along the path, I tried to catch him when he stumbled a little too much. When he reached the end of the trail and the yard of the house Jasper was finally a little more awake. Slapping him on the ass I passed by him on the way to the steps of the house laughing. "Fucker!" Jasper shouted at me.
Esme had stepped onto the porch at that moment and laughed at us, instead of reprimanding like I know she would have done when we were younger for the bad language. "Come on up, boys. Carlisle will be home soon to have lunch before he has to go back to work. He wanted to say goodbye to you two." Esme's mood was infectious and even spread to Jasper as he chased me up the stairs, finally awake.
As soon as we stepped over the threshold Esme said "Off," and pointed at our shoes. I groaned, I couldn't wait to go home to our apartment where we could do whatever the hell we wanted to wherever we wanted. Removing our shoes and socks we still had dirt on our feet from being barefoot outside. Esme handed over washcloths to both of us to wipe our feet off and took them away from us, I assumed to put in the laundry. God forbid the house was ever dirty.
All of us gathered in the kitchen waiting on Carlisle just talking about nothing. When Carlisle got home he looked worn out already and I knew his day wasn't over yet. I wasn't looking forward to going back to work after being off the last few days.
Sitting down at the kitchen table that Esme had already laid out we chatted passing the time in a relaxed manner, something I'd never gotten from my own parents. If we ate together at all it was strained and silent and uncomfortable. When we were done eating Carlisle looked at Esme and asked "Do you have something to tell me?" He looked a little angry. What was going on? I looked over at Jasper and he seemed just as clueless. I was worried, my stomach twisted in knots. I don't know why I was worried, this was Carlisle and Esme, not my parents.
Esme's cheeks flushed and she answered "You know I don't have anything to tell you. You know what I did or you wouldn't be asking me."
"Did I or did I not tell you not to pack that backpack? Didn't I tell you to stop interfering?" He questioned her.
"You did and I didn't listen to you." She answered and stuck out her tongue like a child as she stood up from the table.
Carlisle grabbed her and pulled her to his lap and demanded "Stick out that tongue one more time." When she did he kissed her. Jasper retched beside me and I wondered if they'd forgotten we were even there. Seriously we needed to get out of here to keep all of us sane.
When they didn't stop kissing and their hands started groping that was enough for both of us to get up from the table. As Jasper passed by he shuddered and whispered "Ewww." They both laughed at him. I personally wondered if we'd still be like that if we managed to stay together that long; not that I had any intention of leaving Jasper now, but after the past few days it was obvious nothing was certain and one day could be the last straw. Retreating up the stairs we gathered our belongings that had spread out over the bedroom and bathroom and then came back down to check the den and the living room.
At some point Carlisle and Esme had ceased their make-out session and were waiting for us to leave. I would bet anything they were biding their time to have a quickie before Carlisle had to go back to work.
Esme and Carlisle were saying goodbye to Jasper and I tried to slink out of the room unnoticed, leaving them to their private goodbyes. As I tried to do so Esme put her hands on her hips and demanded "Where do you think you are going?"
Startled I stuttered out "Uh... just... just... letting you say bye to your son in privacy." That was the right thing to do, wasn't it?
Esme was mad I could tell. "Edward, you are our son. How many times do I have to tell you that? Now get your ass back here and let me say goodbye to you too."
Chastised now I came back to her and she hugged me. "Edward, I love you as much as Jasper. So stop acting like we aren't your parents, and you're just a guest. We have taken care of you for a long time, you are my son." I knew this already, they'd told me this many times in many ways over the years, but it was still hard to believe.
Carlisle piped up in agreement and said "Yes, you are my son too. No matter what happens, you always will be." I had tears in my eyes when they told me that, Jasper was standing beside the wall watching the whole exchange with a happy expression.
"Thank you, thank you for everything you've ever done for me. Thank you for accepting us being together." The words tumbled out of my mouth. I was thankful, but I was shocked the words came forth.
"We love you, Edward." Esme said softly. Then she pulled me in for a fierce protective hug and whispered in my ear "I packed something in the side pocket of the backpack, so take it with you. There is something in there for you and something for Jasper. You'll know what belongs to who when you see it." When I raised a brow in question she rushed out "It doesn't have anything to do with what I packed in there before, but it's something I think you should have." Okay... I wondered what in the world could be in it.
Jasper told his parents goodbye once again as we headed out the door after hurriedly putting our shoes back on. We wanted to get on the road before it got to be too late, as it was beginning to rain.
Once we were on the road Jasper was out cold again. The conversation about my uncle was going to have to wait. Oh well, at least if he slept now maybe he'd be awake tonight when I needed to be to get back on my work schedule. I tried not to let the rain and the movement of the car make me fall asleep either, it was difficult, but I managed it.
Parking the car in our parking lot of our apartments after the long drive I sighed knowing we were finally at home, the home I shared with just Jasper. Brushing my fingers against his cheek I said "Jazz, wake up." He stirred awake and finally opened his eyes.
"Are we home?" He asked yawning.
"Yeah, we're home. It's time to go inside." I said and let him wake up some more as I got out and got our stuff. We finally got to our apartment and through the door and I let our stuff drop to the floor. I was tired and ready to go to bed, the long drive had lulled me into a stupor. Jasper's eyes darted between both our rooms, but he shrugged his shoulders and kicked off his shoes before sitting down on the couch. I kicked off my own shoes and sat down on the couch too, so I was between his legs. Leaning my back against his still bare chest, he never had put a shirt on, I laid my head on his shoulder. Jasper wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my ear. I turned my head towards him and kissed his lips and murmured "I love you," against them.
"I know you do. I love you too, Edward." Jasper breathed in my ear when I turned back around. Sleep clouded my head and I couldn't avoid its grasp any longer, I fell deep and fast in his arms.
