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Scent	By : lordoberon Category: Twilight Series > Slash > Edward/Jacob Views: 16280 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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SCENT
Chapter Two
by lordoberon

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Jacob's POV

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Feeling in control was a new and exciting thing for Jacob. He liked it. He liked being able to get a reaction out of Edward Cullen. How many people could do that? Not very many, he imagined. And the reactions! He was surprised at how much Edward was allowing himself to…what was the word? Let go. Or…lose control. Or…succumb.
Jacob knew he himself had succumbed to temptation. It was just too excruciating to have that body so close to him and not be able to touch it, toy with it, and enjoy it. Edward’s voice was like honey and silk, soft and smooth and buttery. That voice alone made goose bumps crawl over Jacob’s skin. And when it was husky in arousal, like now, Jacob wanted to….well.
He felt like being teasing. It was arousing and empowering to have the vampire like this, entranced and controlled by Jacob’s touch. He let one hand fly to brush through Edward’s hair, his other resting on Edward’s porcelain chest. Slowly he inched his foot forward and to the left, and then pushed his leg between Edward’s, and his body inward. He felt the other boy’s thighs against his and that bulge pressing at him wantonly.
Edward enjoyed this increase of intimacy, for his eyes fluttered closed and his hand was clutching hard at Jacob’s sleeve. When Jacob began to slowly grind and thrust his hips against the other boy’s, Edward was growling, and then, moaning, he responded with hips pushing back at Jacob.
They stopped, arrested in a silence that cut through like a knife, as the creak and heave of the bathroom door opening came. With baited breath they waited. The intruder was only there a few minutes, and then he left. The two heaved a collective sigh of relief.
They began again, pressing against each other. Jacob liked the feel of Edward’s arms wrapped around him, those soft, gentle hands cold against his neck as he pressed his mouth over and over to that gorgeous pale skin. They missed it entirely when the door swung open again, and a hesitating foot step joined the sounds of their moans echoing against the walls.
But then Edward stopped, hissing, “Someone’s in here.”
They heard a chuckle, and then the sound of the sink turning on. The boy who had so suddenly interrupted said, “Yeah, but you’re too late. I already heard you. Would you shut up already?”
He left, but then a few minutes later as if on cue, another clomping sound of tennis shoes came. This one actually knocked on the door, and then suddenly a blonde head peeped down on them from the next stall over. Jacob glared at the intruder as the boy looked down at him. That blue gaze took in the top of Edward’s head, and all of Jacob, from his toes to his head. It made Jacob blush.
“No question as to what you two are doing,” said Intruder Number Three. He smiled at Jacob, and then looked down at Edward curiously, as if trying to figure out who it was. Jacob realized suddenly, He can’t find out who it is, or the news will spread like wildfire and get to Bella.
Jacob put his angriest face on and spat, “What do you want?”
The boy had guts; he stayed where he was and asked boldly, “Can I join?”
Jacob and Edward spoke unanimously: “NO.”
After so many interruptions, Jacob considered what to do. Should they stop? Oh, but he couldn’t! Not with Edward waiting for him so eagerly like this. Should they move? He thought about it, but then thought, no, if they went somewhere else, the werewolves might smell them. Jacob asked Edward what he thought they should do.
“Everywhere else is too risky. I think we should stay.”
Jacob thought about it. If they went off campus, or into the woods, the werewolves might smell Edward’s scent. They could run off far away again, like last time, but…Jacob wasn’t in the mood, nor did he want to wait. If they went to Edward’s house…Jacob shuddered at the thought…then the Cullens would wonder why the werewolf had been in their house, and furthermore, in Edward’s room, in Edward’s bed.
“Okay.”
Jacob shrugged out of his shirt, and then pressed up against the vampire, so that his hot body could be cooled. He pressed his nose into Edward’s neck, growling a satisfied, purring sort of growl. His hands were at Edward’s back, softly stroking. But then, curious, his hands wandered lower. He slid his hands in past Edward’s pants and over the stirring silk of boxer shorts, to grope the other boy’s ass. Then his hands were moving out, and over to unbuckle Edward’s belt and unzip the fly. Quickly, hungrily, Jacob put his hand over that straining hardness.
The vampire bucked his hips forward, a pleading whimper coming from him. Jacob gently massaged that hard length, wrapping his fingers around it again and again, He stroked at the tip, awed by the soft, panting sounds that came from Edward. When he slid a finger on the underside and then over the balls Edward gasped, and his body was trembling.
Jacob licked his lips and pulled Edward’s pants down and lifted those feet so that the pants could be kicked away. He tugged the boxers down and licked over the streaming head before he could give himself time to think about it. His tongue moved faster as he realized, he liked this. This felt good. Edward was whimpering now, and would occasionally pull at Jacob’s hair with a grunt when he wanted more of something. Jacob let his mouth and tongue go all over that length, around and around, before he began to suck.
He hadn’t thought that it could be this good with anyone, ever, talk about with another boy. But it was SO good! Edward’s sounds were amazing and made Jacob harder than ever as he sucked, and the movement of those hips was powerful. Jacob lolled his tongue against the head over and over, and then the hard cock would press past his lips and glide into his mouth, so firm and wanting. He realized as he finished that half the sounds being made were his own, and that his cock was amazingly, awfully hard. He grazed the tent in his jeans with his fingertips and groaned as the small touch alone made his whole body ripple in pleasure.
Jacob needed more, he needed something…something. As the idea came into his head, Jacob reached down and slid the boxers all the way off of Edward, and then pressed his naked body against Edward’s. Edward had his eyes closed tight, and when he felt Jacob pressed up against him he moaned and slid soft palms over Jacob.
A moment of hesitancy came to Jacob and he asked himself, what am I doing? But then he bent down, and felt the shudders roll down his body as he prepared Edward with his tongue. Then he had his cock positioned at Edward’s entrance, and those hands pressed against his back again, scratching him as they grabbed at him like talons. Jacob put one foot up against the bathroom stall wall, bracing himself, and pushed his hips forward a little. Edward’s voice was soft and lower, sweeter than honey, sweeter than it had ever been as it demanded. “Oh, god, yes…please…”
That was all Jacob needed. With one arm around the other boy, another braced up against the wall, he shoved up and then down. Onetwothree, in quick succession, jamming, shoving Edward up against the wall. But Edward didn’t mind the force. He grit his teeth at first, but then Jacob was moving fast, so fast because he wanted it so much! He was groaning, caught in a whirlwind of pleasure.
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Edward's POV

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Edward had never felt such powerful movements, had never encountered such a powerful body, except that of a new vampire. Jacob’s figure was pressed up against his, and those hips were ramming into his. That hot, thick cock kept pressing into Edward, harder and harder. The first moment had shocked him, but then it became a flow and Edward flowed with it. Jacob’s hand was callused and sweaty against his body, that chest panting against his, that mouth open in cries of passion.
Jacob’s skin was so hot, his every touch an agonizing, excruciating, but sensual wave or tiny moment of pleasure against Edward’s skin. Edward felt filled, groaning as that heat and firmness slid into his body. He moved his hips in tune to Jacob’s, holding onto the other boy and allowing his body to shake and jolt. He expected the wall to break at any second with the force of Jacob’s thrusting. The boy was like a madman, moving, never stopping, only able to move fast, breathe harder, and press that hot length deeper and deeper into Edward. The feeling was unable to be matched, this intoxicating heat.
As they got closer and closer to their peak, Jacob was thrusting longer, lingering. His thrusts were calculated and less frenetic, his every push making Edward groan and shout. Then Jacob hit it, that spot that Edward remembered he had gotten on Jacob before; Edward closed his eyes, and felt himself sinking deeper into immense pleasure. It was an overwhelming wave that only increased as Jacob hit the spot over and over, and then it grabbed Edward suddenly, fast and hot and wild, and Edward was holding Jacob tightly in his arms, crying out as he came.
The boy managed a few more thrusts before he came, too, and sunk down to sit on the floor.
One sitting, one leaning against a now-crooked, dented stall wall for dear life, they recovered, slowly, their panting breaths turning to sighs, turning to normal breaths. Edward bent down and slid his hand to grip the edge of the stall wall. Slowly he heaved it up until it was upright again.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Thank you for reading.
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