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My Shiny Freak	By : Prettyflour Category: Twilight Series > AU/AR > Het > Het Views: 3183 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Edward has begun to pace, Emmett looks lost or confused, maybe deep in thought and Jasper is all kinds of jumpy.
"Is he coming alone?" Jasper inquired.
"Yes." Edward replied.
"Not again." Emmett groaned. "What are we doing? Are we letting him hide out or are we calling Jane?"
"Don't know. We'll have to discuss with Alice when we get home."
Jasper nodded. "Let's get this over with."
Without a word they all hauled ass and I followed for a minute before beating them all to the house. Not once did they crack a joke at my confused expression and I got death looks from all of them when I stuck my tongue out and chastised them for taking so long. Something is not right here.
"Edward." I tugged on his shirt. "Who is Uncle Aro?"
Per Edward, Uncle Aro is an old friend of Carlisle's who comes to visit every decade or so.
More relatives. Lovely. He is old. Real old. Like three thousand years old. The oldest known vampire in existence. I suspect very powerful. Edward is being vague and trying to brush off the whole thing, but I get the feeling that this is no regularly scheduled visit. Carlisle seems very excited. He is currently rummaging through his T-shirt collection debating between a faded black Iron Maiden or the puke green Frank Zappa T.
"Wham? Who the fuck has been in here?" He grumbled and shredded the strategically placed Wham shirt. Esme has gone into to cleaning mode, insisting that the place be spotless before our company arrives. Emmett and Rose are off having sex somewhere and Jasper has paced all over the house, biting his nails and taking neurotic to a whole new level while Alice follows him around reassuring him that the visit will be peaceful and occasionally offering him oral pleasure to take his mind off everything. Edward and I are in our bedroom. Edward's reading and I am sitting next to him staring off into the light coming in through the window. The dust flying through the air is doing a little dance for me. Yes, you read it correctly, I have been staring at air. With any movement, even slight, the air changes shape and fascinates me endlessly. Talk about easily amused.
"What's up with J? He is awful nervous about this visitor." I raise an eyebrow to Edward.
"Aro makes him uncomfortable."
"Thank you for pointing out the obvious. I was wondering why."
He shrugs and looks to his book. "It's his story to tell."
"That bad?" I leaned on to him, lifting my mouth to his ear, barely whispering, "Is it about his.. uh... Slip ups?"
He turned toward me. "You know about that?"
I nod.
"No, thats not it." He replied. He ran his fingers through his hair and looked around, the expression on his face calm, almost too calm. He's acting. He's... He's nervous, I can feel it. He's not telling me something.
"Are you going to tell me?"
He sighs. "It's not my place. Jasper never told me. I unwillingly saw his memories. He doesn't want anyone to know these things." He smiled at me and then jumped off the bed. "I wouldn't worry about it. Jasper is just being paranoid. He gets like this every time Aro visits."
The nosy bastard wouldn't tell me anymore. So we showered and dressed and wondered down to the great room. The love seat was empty and I sat down and looked over to Jasper. "Why are you so nervous?"
"Bella." Edward whined as he sat next to me.
"What? I want to know. You guys are all acting peculiar, Jasper especially. What's the deal J?"
He rolled his eyes. "There really isn't that much to tell. I used to run with a bad crowd. They did some things that made a few humans aware of what we really are. I got the hell out of there before the Volturri got involved."
I raised and eyebrow. "The Volturri? Whose that?"
"Edward? You didn't tell her about the Volturri? Did you at least tell her the rules?" Rosalie hissed.
Edward opened his mouth, but did not answer.
"You stupid fuck." Rosalie scowled and shook her head. "We trusted you with a few basic tasks, such as telling her the rules and you can't even do that?"
She turned an looked at me with a sigh. "You really need to beat some sense into him. For someone so controlling, you go way to easy on Edward and as a result you are being left in the dark about some really important shit."
She got up from her seat, walked over to Edward, pushing him aside and sitting next to me.
"Rules. There are only two. Number one, you must never reveal what we are to anyone. Our existence must remain a secret. Rule number two is a two part rule. Children must never be turned. Creation of immortal children is strictly forbidden. Also, you are solely responsible for anyone you turn for the first five years of their god forsaken existence as a vampire. Breaking these rules is punishable by death."
Death? What? "So, we can be killed? Stake through the heart?" I shrugged and grinned at Jasper who already told me that a puny stake would not be able to take our lives. True Blood be damned.
"Joke all you want. We can be killed. This isn't some kind bad HBO vampire series. This is the Volturri. They are the vampire equivalent to royalty and law enforcement. These rules are no joke to them. They do not show leniency. You break a rule and you are ripped apart and the pieces burned, making it impossible for us to heal therefore we die." She smiled and stood before turning toward Edward who is now standing behind me. "See Edward? That is how it is done."
Now a brief lesson. Uncle Aro 101 by Carlisle:
At this point, I am sitting on the love seat with one leg draped over Edward while Carlisle gives me his take on our mystery guest. "You see Bella, Aro is a very special friend to me. I spent a few decades living in Italy working with Aro for The Volturri. Good times." He laughs and shakes his head. "Aro is like a brother to me, he is always welcome in my home. But there are a few things you should know about him. Aside from being the leader of The Volturri, he is quite eccentric He shares your sizable sarcasm. I think you'll like him." Right on cue he winks at me.
Interesting... The Volturri sound like gangsters. I can just picture Carlisle running with mobsters wearing a pinstriped suit and fedora.
Esme sighs. "Thank you for sugar coating that Carlisle. The man is vile and he will try to touch you. Try to avoid that if at all possible."
I look at Jasper and he frowns. "Always with the touching! It freaks me out." He pauses for a moment. "Esme's right, he will try and touch you. He always does. Just shake his hand and get it over with. And for all intensive purposes he is a total loon. Insane if you ask me."
Alice huffs. "He is not insane. He is brilliant, cocky and yes, over the top, but not insane."
"Screw you Alice, he is not even allowed to leave the castle unsupervised. Sooner or later Jane is going to come looking for him. Are we ratting him out or what?" Rosalie was now standing and glaring at Carlisle.
Carlisle shrugs. "By Alice's calculations he is already very close by and Jane has already noticed his disappearance... We all know that this will be the first place they will come looking. It will be a few days either way. After he shows up, one of you will discreetly text Jane after introductions and then we are in the clear. So let's be cool and have a good time. Jane and the boys will be by to fetch him on Friday at the latest."
And there you have it. More crazy vampire shenanigans are sure to come of this. I just know it. "Why do you call him Uncle?"
Carlisle laughs. "Nickname. He is like a brother to me and an uncle to my children." He chuckles and looks around the room. There was eye rolling all around and a scoff from Edward.
Carlisle pointed at Edward. "Be good. Seriously Edward, you have never experienced Aro hitting on your girl."
"He's never had a girl to hit on." Emmett said with a snicker.
"Well, he has one now. Just remember Edward, he will only be here a few days. Just try and get through it without ripping his head off." Carlisle was serious about this. He is in Dr. Cullen parent mode.
Emmett chuckled. "This is going to be very interesting. I'm taking bets. Who cracks first and takes a shot at Uncle Aro first? Eddie or Bella? Jemo you in?"
He digs in his pocket. "Bella cracks first."
Emmett is elbowing with Carlisle, who in turn hands him a one hundred dollar Bill. "I can't see Bella taking his shit. She'll crack first."
"Really? I think Edward will crack first. Who the hell knows what Aro will be thinking about, let alone saying." Emmett responded.
Rosalie hands Emmett a bill. "Edward's going down."
"My money is on Bella slapping him upside the head within the first ten minutes of his arrival." Esme said as she leaned over to hand Emmett some cash.
I stand up. "Wait a minute. Why are you betting on wether or not I am going to hit this guy?"
Now everyone is laughing at me. Alice is grinning and Edward is cursing Alice for blocking his mind reading abilities.
"He is crude and otherwise a bit of a pervert. He will no doubt blatantly hit on you on front of Edward. Simply for his own sick form of amusement." Esme said casually and then she gave a wicked smile. "On second thought, this has potential to be quite the challenge for you Edward. I am curious to see your reaction."
"Please, give me a little credit here. I have been around Aro many times and been subjected to his weltering cesspool of a mind. I'll be fine." Edward leaned back and put his arm around my shoulders.
"Really Edward, you must know that this will be different. Do you think you can handle yourself if and when he starts fantasizing about Bella?" Esme asks.
"I seen enough of his fantasies to know that he is not very creative. Besides, that's assuming he can stop picturing you in the naughty nurse costume for more than two seconds."
Esme rolled her eyes and turned away to answer her cell. "Hi Carmen. You'll never guess whose stopping bye today."
And then we waited. I sat laying across Edward again and felt somewhat relieved and cautious at the same time. The idea of another batty relative is irritating to say the least, especially since everyone was making out the guy to be a feisty old pervpire. However, this is all keeping me from sinking into a deep sea of boredom. So, how bad could it be?
I managed to pump out a little more information about Uncle Aro as the hour wore on. I finally understand why he is so touchy feely. He has a gift similar to Edward's but it requires him touching you. He can't read your thoughts as there happening like Edward can. Oh no, he can see your every thought. Every thought you have ever had in a matter of seconds. I'm creeped out by the possibility of some archaic stranger being able to penetrate my mind. As for the accusation that he bonkers, that remains to be seen, but Rosalie had some pretty convincing evidence to prove that point. She said that he is officially the leader of The Volturri due to his age, but his royal guard are the real enforcers of the law, and they seemingly use Aro because of his gift, as no one can hide the truth from him. His mad as a hatter behavior forced them to keep him isolated in the castle. To their dismay, Aro is extremely intelligent and conniving. He manages to escape the castle every eight or nine years and he almost always graces Carlisle with his presence.
Now according to Alice, in three days time the royal babysitters will be here to haul him back to Italy. Jane, Marcus and Caius are the immortals that will be coming to get him. It is their sole duty to keep tabs on Aro. Alice has warned us all that they will be cranky, super cranky, but she batted her perfect eyelashes at Jasper and asked him to keep everyone calm.
Edward has now taken to his favorite past time, staring at me. His cute little brow furrowed in concentration. Esme had swept, swiffered, dusted, polished and otherwise been flitting around at vampire speed cleaning the house to a shiny perfection. Carlisle finally emerged from the bat cave wearing ripped up jeans, crusty old combat boots, the Iron Maiden T and a leather biker jacket. He almost looks badass, almost...
Edward groaned and shifted beneath me.
"What's wrong?"
"He's here I can hear his thoughts."
No one moved from their respective seats. Alice looked particularly bored as she flipped through a fashion magazine. "Come in." She said looking toward the door. The knob turned slowly and the door opened. There stood who I am guessing is Uncle Aro. He is tall, kind of lanky with long black hair pulled back into a low pony tail. He appears to be in his later twenties, maybe early thirties. He steps slowly through the door and removes his long black trench coat to reveal his black jeans, red converse and a matching Radiohead hoodie. He obviously has good taste in music. He hangs his coat and turned around to greet us.
He smiles and walked into the great room. He went straight to Emmett and extended his hand. Aro grinned slightly as they shook. "So... Emma, I had no idea you were such a big Rocky Horror enthusiast. Nice... "
He turned to address Rosalie. He leaned back and shook his head. "Damn Rosalie, you bangin."
I cocked my head to the side. A three thousand year old vampire just said 'you bangin.' Something about that is so wrong.
Next is Alice. He walked to her slowly and took her hand. He placed a chaste kiss on her knuckles and then stared at her before cracking a smile. "You saw me coming."
"I always do." Alice replied.
"I almost had you this time." He retorted and snapped his fingers. "Someday, I will surprise you."
He kissed her hand again before letting go and turning to Jasper. They shook hands quickly. Jasper was clearly nervous as his eyes darted back and forth, fidgeting too. Uncle Aro put his hand on Jasper's shoulder. "Down boy, I'm not here for you. Although, I see you have learned to utilize your gift in a new and interesting way. I think I'd like to try that later." He patted Jemo's shoulder and laughed, then walked over to Esme.
"Nice to see you again Aro. What brings you into town?"
"Well, I came to see you Esme. I missed you." He pulled her into a hug and kept her there squeezing her arms and then her shoulders languidly. Carlisle huffed beside her. Aro furrowed his brow. "Problem Carlisle?"
"Not yet." He emitted a low growl as he and Aro stared at each other. Carlisle squinted his eyes together and then busted out laughing. He and Aro embraced each other in a giant hug. They punched each other and bumped fists before Aro turned to Edward who was smiling with his hand extended.
"Nice to see you again Fuckward." He walked past Edward and stood in front of me. "This is her? Your newly turned mate?"
"Uncle Aro, this is my Bella." Edward smiled and removed his arm from around my waist and gave me a gentile push in his direction.
Uncle Aro moved closer to me and put his hand on my chin, pushing my head up gently, making me look at him. He furrowed his brow and looked at Edward.
"I can't read her either." Edward said.
"This is infuckingcredible." Aro said as he ran his hand down my neck. His fingertips drifted over my shoulder and down my arm. "It is an absolute pleasure to meet you Bella. Your singer Edward?"
He simply nodded and grinned.
"Fascinating. No singer has ever lived, not even as a vampire. It's unheard of. Leave it to a Cullen to make vampire history again!"
He smiled down at me and ran his finger up and down of my arm. I could feel his hand ghosting slowly down to the small of my back. I glanced at Edward who gave me a strange look and then I felt it. Uncle Aro just squeezed my ass.
My mouth dropped open. I stared into his beady red eyes.
Back the fuck up right now you creepy as hell ancient mother fucker.
He immediately removed his hand and took three steps back all the while smiling like a deranged cheshire cat. I focused on him.
That was rude. I demand an apology.
His lips twitched slightly before he spoke a soft I'm sorry.
Louder.
"Forgive me Bella." He said with a smile.
I looked at Edward and Carlisle. "What the fuck is going on?"
"He's testing you." Edward said and then he laughed. Then it hit me. A wave of relaxation, mixed with a bit of fear and if I am not mistaken, a touch of lust. Jasper, you fuck! Lust? He must be trying to distract me. I would have growled if I wasn't busy trying to fight off the urge to drag Edward to our room.
"Wow. I am impressed." Aro said while shaking his head. "Edward, good luck to you sir. She is a force to be reckoned with and sexy as hell. Jesus christ on a cracker, you'll have to beat off the other males with a stick."
He smacks his lips together and looks me up and down. Are all male vampires totally fucking shameless? He extends his hand to me once more. "May I try again?"
I scoffed, but Edward's nervous glare made me reconsider. I rolled my eyes and raised my hand. He took it and stared at me, his total creepy uncle smile twitching in delight. Aro released my hand a moment later and looked at Carlisle. "How do all the hotties end up in you coven?"
In typical Carlisle fashion, he winked and shrugged. "What can I say? The men of the Cullen household have very good taste." He took Esme by the hand and then wrapped his arm around her waist and kissed her neck, followed by a little nibble. Aro suddenly raised an eyebrow in a curious nature and turned to Edward. He sauntered over and placed his hand on Edward's shoulder. His eyes closed and a strange grin spread across his lips. He choked out a laugh and patted Edward on the back. "Oh to be newly mated again."
He leaned in close to Edward and whispered, "You lucky bastard."
The first hour of Uncle Aro's visit consisted of he and Carlisle holed up in the bat cave. So far, so good. Sort of...
I am now watching more True Blood, laughing at the awesomeness that is Lafayette. Too bad he doesn't sparkle...
Rosalie is actually watching it with us.
"I thought you hated this show?"
"I never said I hated it. I rather enjoy that Jason Stackhouse, even more so when he's shirtless. He is pretty enough for porn." She sighed leaned back into the chair.
Edward groaned. "It's bad enough when you fantasize about Emmett."
Just then the blaring music started. There was crashing sounds coming from upstairs.
"And the torture starts now." Edward said with a tone that can only be described as defeat.
Carlisle buzzed into the room and slid across the floor on his knees and Aro came moments later head banging and wielding his air guitar.
"Run to the hills! Run for your life!" They bellowed. Iron Maiden, let me introduce you to the sparkly dorkpires who claim to be your biggest fans. Everyone else seems to be annoyed by this little outburst but I find it to be quite amusing. They are most certainly taking themselves very seriously. The head banging, the lip syncing, the fierce playing of nonexistent instruments, the epic guitar solos, and the reaching out to their also nonexistent screaming fans. The moshing was a bit much especially when Emmett joined in by pushing Aro and Carlisle a little too hard, thus sending them flying through the air, through the far wall and into the kitchen. All three of them laughed it off and then we heard Esme growl. She really liked that wall apparently.
"Are they always like this?"
"Pretty much." Edward answered.
"This is was everybody was so nervous about? Aside from the slight demolition, he seems pretty harmless."
"He has been here only one hour. At this rate, the house will be in shambles by the end of the day." Alice said and I think that sent Esme over the edge. She zipped into the kitchen, grabbed Carlisle with one hand and Aro with the other. She hoisted them up and lifted them into the air.
"Sorry to interrupt your BFF time, but I want to make one thing clear. I like this house. I will not tolerate you two idiots destroying it."
"Sorry Esme." They said in unison, looking appropriately guilty for about two seconds before they smirked at each other. Esme huffed and dropped Aro like sack of potatoes and then put Carlisle in a head lock. "Carlisle, I will not hes-"
Her rant was cut short by Aro who had taken it upon himself to jump on Esme's back and put her in a headlock of his own and then he gave her a noogie for good measure. She screamed and lunged forward taking all three of them crashing over the kitchen table.
Alice sighed and pulled her Macbook into her lap. "Time to shop!" She squealed. "Kitchen table, chairs, new refrigerator. Oh, that is going to hurt."
No sooner did Alice finish speaking them Esme wiggled her way out of Aro's grasp and tried to jump up, but Carlisle had her leg.
"Damn you Carlisle. Let go!" Carlisle winked and pulled at her pant leg, exposing her ass and a very tiny pink thong. "You bastard!" Esme hissed and kicked Carlisle before jumping to her feet and grabbing the fridge. Sadly, he was too far gone in laughter to notice the large appliance before it landed on his head with a thud. Aro took his opportunity to dust himself off and put his arm around Esme's waist. "Nicely done Esmerelda."
Jasper was making some lame attempt to calm her but Esme's fury is too great. I think Jasper is absorbing her relentless irritation. He began twitching and blurting out obscenities, cursing air guitar and swearing that he will make all us go mad if someone doesn't do something.
Rosalie is shaking her head and blaming Emmett for the whole thing. "You had to throw them through the wall didn't you? Idiots, all of you."
Esme had reached her breaking point. She backhanded Aro so hard that he was propelled into the air and through the bay window into the yard. She winced but sighed once she heard Aro cackling outside.
Alice was busy prying the refrigerator off of Carlisle. Once it was off, he shouted, "Hey Aro, think fast!" And there went the refrigerator sailing through the already obliterated window towards Aro. The old vamp deflected the stainless steel shell of an appliance with a flick of his wrist.
"Why do you even own such a thing?"
"To keep up appearances." Esme answered. "And don't ever call me that again."
I looked up at Edward. "She doesn't like being called Esmer-" He put his hand over my mouth.
"Don't... Unless you want a stove or dishwasher thrown at you."
oooOOOooo
Three hours and counting. Before the kitchen was turned into a pile of rubble, I decided to intervene. I sent Esme to the greenhouse, Aro and Carlisle have been sequestered in the bat cave where they are currently engaged in a guitar hero marathon, Emmett and Jasper are cleaning up and Alice and Rosalie are off to shop for supplies for the rebuild. Edward stepped behind me, putting his hands on my waist. "Esme is silently thanking you."
I turned to face him putting two fingers on his chest, pushing just enough to make him take a few steps back. His calves touch the love seat and I put my hands on his shoulders and ease him into a sitting position. I sit on his lap, straddling his thighs. His eyes darken and he grins before assaulting my neck with his tongue and grabbing my ass, pushing me into him.
Emmett's laughter reminds us that there is a big fucking hole in the wall.
"Upstairs. Now." Edward grunts and sweeps me off my feet and carries me at vampire speed to our room. He throws me on the bed and takes off his shirt. "Strip."
"What's got you all worked up? Are you going all cave man on me?" I smile and chew on lower lip.
In a flash he is on top of me, his hand fisting my shirt, pulling and slowly ripping it down the middle. He pushes aside the fabric and runs his hand up my stomach and in between my breasts, pulling on my bra and ripping it away.
"It's my turn." He whispers and then gives me a quick grin, before his expression changes into something very intense, slightly cocky and just plain sexy. "Here are my rules. You may not speak unless I give you permission. You may not come until give you permission. You must do as I say or I will punish you. Nod if you understand."
Insert rapid nodding here. Oh my... Last time we played this little game, I was in charge. The idea of having no control is the situation thrills me. It is almost fear, but I trust Edward too much to put any real worry behind what he may do to me. It does nothing but excite me. It's time for my new favorite game, Master and slave. Here we go!
"Good, now close your eyes."
I am going to be good girl Bella. I comply immediately, because god knows, I truly DO NOT want to be spanked. Not in this house...
I feel soft fabric slide across my face and around my head.

"You may open your eyes."
I see nothing. He has blindfolded me. I can hear him move, to the foot of the bed I think.
"Finish undressing."
I shed what is left of my shirt and my pants.
"Come to me."
I may not be able to see him, but I follow his scent. I know exactly where he is. I could be in front of him right now, I could have gone to him immediately, but instead I get on my knees and bring my hands down onto the bed. I crawl to him slowly, swaying my hips each time I shift forward. I finally brush up against what I think is his thigh with my finger. Oh yes, he is standing in front of me.
"Undress me, quickly."
Yes sir. Six seconds later. Done!
"Back on your knees."
Once I am back in position, I hear him move around the room, opening a drawer, and then I hear nothing. Each second of silence is complete torture. My anticipation rising, my need for him throbbing in between my legs and then, a tinge of fear. Where is he? What is he doing? When the hell is he going to stop teasing me??
In what was probably seconds, felt like minutes before I finally heard him behind me on the bed. He takes both of my hands in his and starts wrapping something around my wrists. The realization that he is tying me up is turning me on immensely. I can't help but move back toward him, aching for his touch.
"We both know that you could break these cuffs off very easily. You must control yourself Bella. The cuffs stay on until I say otherwise. Do you understand? You may speak to answer."
"Yes."
He smacks my ass. "Yes what?"
"Yes master."
He is silent once again and I have a feeling that he is grinning ear to ear. I know I am.
Thirty six agonizing seconds later, he runs his finger over my nipple. It's barely a graze, but the lack of any other contact intensifies it, making me inhale sharply. He chuckles and moves away again, leaving me to sit without being able to to see or use my hands, bringing my already heightened senses into a higher state of awareness. He touches my breasts, skims his fingertips across my inner thigh, purposely avoiding the spot I want him to touch the most.
I'm startled as he takes my head in his hands and guides it toward the bed, but stops and then places one finger on my lips.
"Open."
As my lips part he slides his cock into my mouth. His hands become knotted in my hair, guiding my head back and forth, slow at first and then his hips rock to meet my mouth and he moves faster with each thrust. I groan at in frustration, as the urge to use my hands is overwhelming. I hum instead and smile as his breathing becomes eratic. He removes his hands, but I keep bobbing my head with vigor, sucking, licking and raking my teeth down his length.
"Fuck," he sputters and moves himself away from me. I respond by moving forward, my needy mouth searching for him. He chuckles and is suddenly behind me, his hands on my shoulders pulling me up.
"You like that?"
I nod as he has not given me permission to speak, like the good little slave that I am.
"You are quite good at that you know. Have you ever done that to anyone else? Speak when you answer."
"No master."
His fingers dig into the flesh on my hips and he presses his erection against my ass, sliding it up and down to my sex. I moan while he teases me.
"Tell me what you want." He whispers, his voice husky and drenched in lust.
"I want you to touch me."
He runs one finger down my back. "Like this?"
That bastard knows what I want. "No."
He smacks my ass again, a little harder this time. "Answer me properly."
Gah! "No master."
He pulls away, breaking contact. "Be specific when answering me or I am going to go get Alice's paddle. Now tell me what you want."
Arg! "I want you to rub my clit please!"
His fingers work there way in between my thighs and slowly to my clit, lightly brushing over it and then around it. Damn him! Relentlessly teasing me and spanking my ass knowing full well that Aro and Carlisle are right down the hall, no doubt being able to hear what we are doing. Funny enough, what should be awkward is oddly arousing. I gasp as he pushed one finger inside of me and taking said finger and bringing it to my lips.
"Open." He commands and I lean back into him and taste myself on his finger. He quickly took his finger away and grabbed my hips, turning me and pushing me against the headboard. "Tell me what makes you so wet."
I hesitate and he spanks me hard. "Ah! You! I'm wet for you."
He blows cool air beneath my ear and I can feel him smile into my neck. "You know... Aro has been thinking about you. Thinking about bending you over and fucking you. What do you think about that? Answer me honestly."
I wrinkle my nose at the thought. "I don't like it."
"Why is that?"
Edward may not be human, but he is such a man. I can't believe I didn't realize this sooner. He is playing this little game on purpose. Claiming me and making me claim him in a possessive yet extremely hot show for pervpire extraordinaire to hear.
"I am yours." I whisper.
He spanks me again, three times in a quick succession. I yelp out of surprise and Edward slams me against the headboard again. "Is that how you answer you master?"
He yanks my head back. "Say it Bella. Say it louder."
"I belong to you and only you." I speak with conviction and loud enough for any vampire in this house to hear.
Yet again, he moves away from me, leaving me all hot and bothered and frustrated. He laughs and I feel his weight on the mattress behind me. My bound hands yearn to touch him. I shift back slightly.
"I don't remember telling you to move." The arrogance in his voice makes me shiver and I try to hold still, but I just can't help but do a little teasing myself, wiggling my butt to temp him.
"Bella, Bella, Bella... You are going to have to do better than that."
I briefly consider begging, but decide that to go a different route, one that I am sure he will not be able to resist. I am about to play dirty and let him read my thoughts. I bite my lower lip and focus on opening up my mind for him.
I am compelled to close my eyes. I am willing him, pulling him inside of me. Projecting pure desire and letting down my carefully constructed control. Before I can even form my next thought, the scarf is ripped from my eyes and Edward is indeed inside of me, literally and figuratively. The game is over and something else is happening. Cocky master Edward is gone. My plan for bombarding him with smutty fantasies disintegrates and I feel like I am floating. My hands are free to roam his chest, his back and his beautiful face. I am on my back, my legs wrapped around him, our mouths melding into one another. My begging isn't silent. I can not deny him my voice, nor my thoughts. I tell him I need him. I tell him that he is mine, as I am his. I plead for him to hold me tighter, to go deeper and I scream his name just because I can and well... I also want to send Aro a clear message. I am Edward's.
Afterward, we lay in each other's arms, Edward smiling up a storm and reveling in my silly afterthoughts. Alas, our post love making snuggle was interrupted by a round applause and various hoots and hollering courtesy of Aro and Carlisle. I sigh, curse vampire super hearing and roll off the bed in search of clothing. I try to ignore Edward's little pleas for five more minutes of inside-of Bella's head time, while dressing in jeans and a plain white T-shirt. I got fed up and made him shut the hell up. I can only take so much whining...
Then the chants began.
"Fire pit! Fire pit!" The dynamic duo emerged from the bat cave and march down the stairs donning fresh T-shirts. Sonic Youth for Carlisle and Diana Ross for Aro. Interesting choice...
"Fire pit! Fire pit!"
Aro flew down the stairs in a flash and ran toward me, only to run his finger over my cheek and then continue to the back of the room.
"Still nothing." He shakes his head and smiles. "You want to keep me out. Perfectly understandable. Where is Jasper? I can't wait any longer. Logic dictates that I do this. Now. Before boredom sets in."
Having heard his name, Jasper strolled into the room covered in dust and plaster.
"There you are." Aro walked over to Jasper, Carlisle by his side.
"What do you think Jemo? Would you mind indulging us?" Carlisle asked with a wink. So predictable...
Jasper looked down and shuffled his feet. "Let me call Alice first."
Aro dropped to his knees. "Pretty please! Pretty please! This would be something new to experience. Something I have never done or felt in my three thousand years. Please Jasper. Do have any idea what it is like to live stuck in that castle with Jane nonstop for what I believe to be fifteen hundred years, yet I can't really be sure because the utter lack of anything cool made keeping track of time painful. I need this!!!"
Jasper narrowed his eyes, then shrugged. He walked to the back door, opened it and motioned for Aro to head out back. Next was Carlisle, Edward and then me. Jasper tugged on my sleeve. "Favor."
"What do you need?"

"I am going to try and make this as mellow as possible but just in case... If he gets out of hand, Promise me you will make him stop. The house must stay in tact, cars too. Nothing that will attract any attention out here."
I smile. "Will do." I step out into the yard and take my spot next to Edward. Emmett has joined us as we all sit back and watch as Jasper sets the mood with a good size bonfire. Once we were all sitting and Aro twitching with anticipation, Jasper sent out a wave of tingly bliss that came on strong. I am currently trying to sit up straight, but I keep wavering and blinking and squeaking out random tee hees at nothing in particular. Ummm, Right-O! You've really done it this time Jemo. This is by far and away the highest I have have ever been. Did someone just say something? Did I just say that or just think it? We're totally fucked.
Edward and Carlisle start giggling uncontrollably. Aro is as still as a statue with a mighty big case of perma-smile and Emmett is wielding the beloved fire pokey stick and tending to the fire and insists that we only speak in movie quotes. He turns to me. "You talkin' to me? You talkin' to me? You talkin' to me? Well, who the hell else are you talkin' to? You talkin' to me? Well, I'm the only one here. Who the fuck do you think you're talkin' to?"
  I reply. "Hello. My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die."
  "Surely you can't be serious?" He retorts.
  "I am serious and don't call me Shirley."
 He laughs and gets up to fetch more wood. Jasper jumps up. "Hey, how come he gets to get up? If he gets up . . . we'll all get up . . . it'll be anarchy!"   Clearly, Jasper has switched to paranoid mode.
"AH hem." I put my hand on Jasper's shoulder. "We're gonna be like six little Fonzies here. And what's Fonzie like? Come on Jasper, what's Fonzie like?"  
"Cool?"  
"What?"   
"He's cool."  
"Correctamundo. And that's what we're gonna be. We're gonna be cool."
Carlisle was now standing on Jasper's other side. "There's no reason to become alarmed, and we hope you'll enjoy the rest of your flight. By the way, is there anyone on board who knows how to fly a plane?"
Carlisle then sat next to Aro, looking slightly concerned that he still hadn't moved, at all… "Aro? How you doing buddy?"
His lips curved into an impossibly bigger smile and he started rocking back and forth. "A little nonsense now and then is relished by the wisest men." He stood and tore off his Diana Ross T-shirt. "We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of dreams!"
Jasper sat and brought his knees to his chest. "Dogs and cats living together. Mass hysteria!"
I smacked him in the arm. "Fuh-get about it!"
I was hoping my silly quote would make him laugh, but I could tell that he was still nervous and only getting worse. I kicked Emmett in the shin and motioned to Jasper. He sighed and faced his emo brother. "I am Jack's complete lack of surprise."
He smiled and said, "If I'm not back in five minutes… wait longer!"
Thankfully he was back within seconds, holding a guitar which he handed to Jasper, who looked at the guitar in his hands in awe. He is completely fascinated by it. Emmett patted him on the back. "May the Force be with you Jemo."
He sat up and held the guitar smiling and closing his eyes as he busted out some Clapton tunes.
I found Edward and Carlisle in the middle of a very deep discussion.
Edward was speaking so seriously, his movements more animated than usual. "Empire had the better ending. I mean, Luke gets his hand cut off, finds out Vader's his father, Han gets frozen and taken away by Boba Fett. It ends on such a down note. I mean, that's what life is, a series of down endings. All Jedi had was a bunch of Muppets."
Carlisle huffed. "No. Not yet. One thing remains. Vader. You must confront Vader. Then, only then, a Jedi will you be. And confront him you will."
They are lying on there backs in the dirt, both looking up at the clear sky. I look down at Edward's smiling face and I sigh. His silly crooked grin makes me feel drunk. Intoxicated somehow by the very sight of him. I slide down by his side, throwing my leg over his and kissing his neck.
"So tell me, Eddie, is that a rabbit in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?"
He responded by kissing me sweetly, pulling back with that darn smirk plastered across his face. His fingers trail up and down my arm, my skin tingling in every spot that he touches me. We lay there staring at each other. I feel as though gravity is pulling me closer to him. My lips landed on his jaw and travel to his neck. With each second that passes, the more I sink into him. I crave his touch now. I am having a moment, I think... A moment where there is no mistaking what I want to do now. I don't want to sit by the fire anymore. I want to take a certain hot vampire up to our room and model my black slutty lingerie for him. I even want to wear the thigh boots and choker. Edward Cullen is some type of Bella aphrodisiac, I swear he is.
"You're doing it again." I smiled at him.
"What am I doing?"
"Staring at me."
"I just… You are so… I can't stop. Perhaps you should just get used to it." His gaze flickered to my right where Aro is now sitting.
"Don't mind me. I am just enjoying the view." Eh... This does not please me.
I waved my hand around. "Shoo!"
He frowned and moved around to the other side of the fire. Edward snickered. "That was quite possibly the greatest thing I have ever witnessed."
"What is he thinking about?"
"Why don't you ask me?" Aro yelled.
"You don't want to know what he is thinking about right now." Edward whispered. He tightened his grip on me and purred. He furrowed his brow and sat up, taking me into his arms. "He keeps picturing you in some very unbecoming yet interesting positions. He is fascinated with you to a degree that has me drowning in a vexing annoyance."
"How can I not be? I can not read her. You of all people know what that can be like." He winked at Edward. "The fact that she defies her nature by eating shit like dear is odd and just wrong and even in her newborn state, she came face to face with a mortal, yet resisted, which disturbs me. It's not right. Have you considered therapy for her? You people go to medical school don't you? Surely one of you crazy fucks has studied psychology, no?"
I decided to acknowledge him. "You eat humans. How is that any less wrong?"
"It's not wrong for our kind. It is the way it is supposed to be. Besides the fact is that humans are only marginally more advanced than those stinking animals you partake in and let's be honest… Humans taste so much better." He patted his stomach. "You should really try it sometime."
Carlisle suddenly tackled him to the ground. "Don't temp her. She is adapting to our way of life just fine." He pushed Aro's head into the ground and jumped up.
"What a bunch of freaks you are." Aro commented and then looked over to me once more. "Animals will never sate you completely. Don't you want to know what it is like to be satisfied?"
I grab my shiny freakward and kiss him hard, running my hand down his chest and over his crotch. "Oh, I am satisfied."
Edward pulled me close to him and kissed me back, smiling like a goofball. "I love you, so much. I'd love you even more if you could make him stop fantasizing about you."
The proverbial lightbulb just illuminated in my mind. Why didn't I think of this earlier? I look over at Aro and smile.
"Oh come on! You're going to rob an old man of his dreams? This is not fun anymore." He stood up and pouted like a child. I heard Alice and Rosalie getting back from the store and it sounds as though they have a few friends with them. I can hear Carmen and Esme chit chatting, Alice is giggling over a vision and Rosalie is already making her way out back, grabbing the fire pokey stick from Emmett.
Jasper is totally engrossed in his guitar, only barely acknowledging Emmett's whining for him to get Rose high as soon as possible and then retreating to his dialogue of movie quotes.
"I have one simple request. And that is to have sharks with friction' laser beams attached to their heads!" Emmett shouted.
That is when I noticed her voice. Tanya's here. My eyes have no choice but to roll. Here comes my buzz-kill. She hovers outside the back door, before Kate and Irina come running out planting themselves in front of Jasper and jumping up and down. He looks up and sighs before turning them into a pair of twittering stonedpires. They laugh and laugh and laugh some more and then pester Rosalie, asking if they could have a turn with the fire pokey stick.
"We want a turn poking the fire." Kate slurred.
"Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn!" Rosalie replied. I guess Emmett actually talked her into his incessant quoting.
They turned to each other and then ran to the woods to find there own stick.
Out of nowhere, Edward pushed me down and started tickling me. I turned into a pile of shrieking glee under his silly fingers. I am not sure how long this has been going on. I feel like I have been cracking up forever. Alas, my mirth has been cut short by the Skankily clad Tanya. She turned up her nose and walked past us in her black mini skirt and stilettos. She sat next to Aro and batted her eyelashes while making small talk. Aro sat quietly with his mouth agape, gazing at her legs. Suddenly his eyes went wide and he grabbed Tanya's shoulders and pulled her close, there faces only inches apart before he whispered, " I see dead people."
Then he fell to the ground in laughter and Tanya looked horrified.
Jasper stopped playing. "Tanya?"
"Yes Jasper?"
"Would you like to join our little… um… Do you want to get high?"
She scoffed. "No thank you. I have no desire to act like a fool."
"WOO HOO!" Alice screamed and then danced out into the yard and over to Jasper. "Please honey, stop with all the shitty emo ballads and play something we can dance too!"
Jasper scowled. "No one's really gonna to be free until nerd persecution ends."
He opted to put down the guitar and fetched Alice her ipod, portable docking station and speakers. Three seconds later, my ears were graced with Lady Gaga's 'Love Games.'
This choice of music seemed to turn the backyard to dance party central. Kate and Irina ran back at top speed, each ditching their poking sticks. They decided to dirty dance with each other while Aro watched and drooled on himself. I sat with Edward and watched the madness unfold. I guess Jasper determined that everyone is going to be high, whether they want to be or not.
My laughter broke momentarily and I noticed that Carlisle is now sitting next to Aro with the same star-struck look on his face and venom drooling down his chin. Esme and Carmen were now also grinding up against each other. All this girl on girl action has made the lust level shoot to new heights and fucking Jasper isn't doing a damn thing about it.
Emmett stood up, winked at Rose and then said, "On my signal, unleash hell!" He followed up by smacking Rose on the ass.
"Thank you sir! May I have another!"
"What exactly is a disco stick?" Asked Jasper.
This comment infuriated Emmett, as it is not a movie quote. "What we've got here...is failure to communicate. Movie quotes only dipshit."
Tanya stood up looking fiercely determined. "I'm pretty sure there's a lot more to life than being really, really, ridiculously good looking. And I plan on finding out what that is."
Carlisle broke from his drooling session and said, "Moisture is the essence of wetness, and wetness is the essence of beauty." He then picked up the bucket of water meant for putting out the fire and dumped it on Tanya's head. This sent me into a fit of giggles, Edward too. The entire scene was just silly beyond any sane rational, maybe, I think... What the fuck is going on here?
"I know kung Fu!" Carlisle screamed and then went all Neo from the Matrix and is now suddenly convinced that Aro is Agent Smith. Come to find out, he really does know kung fu and so does Aro. Pretty impressive actually. They can do quite a few moves from the film with no help from special effects. That should keep them occupied for a while.
Alice, Kate and Irina are still dancing to whatever god awful song spews from Alice's horrendous playlist. Esme and Carmen got the munchies and took off in search of a quick snack. Jasper took a soaking wet Tanya into the house in search of dry clothes. Emmett and Rose have become a tad rambunctious with fire making and the bonfire is now about ten times its original size. It's fucking blazing!
Uh oh. I am starting to recall Jasper saying something about keeping the house in tact and if I am not mistaken, I think it is on fire. I tap Edward on the shoulder. "Houston, we have a problem."
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