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Zero Hour	By : lordoberon Category: Twilight Series > Slash > Edward/Jacob Views: 20118 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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ZERO HOUR
Chapter 4
by lordoberon

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Edward's POV

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He took his hand out from Jacob’s pants and grabbed a hold of the waistband, sliding the remaining clothes down the boy’s hips, and when they were off, tossing them away. He drank in the sight of the werewolf boy, licking his lips. Jacob’s body was firm and muscled in his youth, overly so because of his being a werewolf. His skin glistened with sweat, and dark hair accentuated his hips and the waiting, hard cock.
With a smile, Edward leant down and blew air softly over the boy’s large cock. He laughed as Jacob jumped a little, yelping.
Gently, Edward swept his fingers over Jacob. His finger skimmed over that soft skin, over the hip, down through the dark hair, over the tense thighs with skin tight against strong muscles. Jacob was sitting up a little, his eyes wide and watching Edward. His body trembled and twitched, but he continued to watch Edward. That Adam’s apple went down in a hard swallow as Edward wrapped his fist around Jacob’s cock.
He wanted to taste every inch of Jacob. He wanted to feel those muscles springing, curling, and thrusting beneath his mouth. Edward curled his tongue in his mouth at the thought. He brushed his thumb up and down Jacob’s cock, fingertips lightly grazing the underside. Edward felt like his body was unraveling, unraveling or widening to invite this strange new hunger. He didn’t know whether he was losing himself or finding himself. It was maddening, this hunger pushing through him, forcing sounds from him as he touched Jacob.
The boy had his hands on the ground, fisted into the earth. He had his head turned to the side now, his eyes closed, that full mouth open as the boy panted. When he heard Edward’s moan his body seemed to let go of control even more. His hips pushed up towards Edward’s touch, and his tongue flicked across his lips.
Edward felt a growl of lust uncurl from him, and at the sound, Jacob’s eyes opened and that dark gaze met Edward’s. It was a silent agreement. In a trade of glances, they saw the desire in each other. They were going to do this. There was no going back. But the lust was so fierce that they did not want to go back, only forward.
When Edward touched harder, longer, Jacob gasped, “Damnit…y-you…you’re torturing me.”
Edward stopped his fingers’ movement, and raised a brow. “Oh? Is it that excruciating?”
That voice was husky and soft, and the sound of it made the hair at the back of Edward’s neck stand on end. “In…a good way, of course. But yes.”
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Jacob's POV

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Jacob had never experienced anything so heavenly. Edward’s fingers were so precise. Every movement seemed calculated, planned out to make Jacob go even crazier. He could hear his heart pounding in his ears, and was surprised that Edward didn’t want to bite him again. His limbs were shaking and sweaty, and the sound of his ragged breath was loud. He was burning like he had never burned before, the pleasure a demonic sort of angel making his limbs heavy.
He wanted to feel every single touch, but he also wanted the vampire to get on with it! If he had to wait any longer, Jacob thought he might explode. But he doubted that anyone besides Edward could touch like this.
Edward would rake his fingertips through the hair at Jacob’s abdomen, and Jacob would lose breath. Then those fingers would be on Jacob’s cock, and a rippling curl of lust and want and need and ohgodyesmoreofthatplease! would slide through Jacob in one quick move. It left him feeling like something had just smacked into him, but in a pleasant way, like if the feeling hit him any harder or longer he would melt, or scream, or drown in a wave of bliss.
Like everything he did, it seemed, Edward was amazing at this sort of thing, too. Jacob didn’t doubt that Edward was a virgin like he said, but he wondered how the vampire knew just how to touch Jacob. How could you know what to do unless you had experience? Perhaps years of living had brought about years of being good at learning, too. Or Edward had had to learn how to do things on the spot.
Jacob jumped as suddenly a lick came to his thigh. The sensation was new and different, so he was glad when Edward did it again so that his brain could register it. Then that mouth was kissing and lips suctioning, and Jacob let his head fall back and his arms relax as he moaned. He could smell the scent of the vampire, and it seemed to change a little; aside from that tanginess it had to it when vampires were hungry, there was an additional scent, a little sweet, a little salty. Jacob opened his eyes, fighting against heavy eyelids, and looked at the vampire bent over him. Edward, too, was incensed with this feeling, this demanding need.
A strangled sort of whimper came from Jacob’s mouth as finally that mouth descended on his cock. The wet, soft tongue smoothly glided up Jacob’s length firmly, decisively. Then the mouth took in the head of Jacob’s cock and sucked, first deep and slow, then nibbling with teeth a little, then the tongue thrusting and swirling around the width.
Hips jumping upwards into that friction and sensation, Jacob reached with his arm until his hand felt the soft curls of Edward’s hair. He buried his fingers in those curls, grasping tightly, pulling a little. Groaning in time with those slow sucks, he pulled harder, as if it would anchor him and prevent him from spiraling away into some unnamable abyss.
“E-Edward…oh, god…”
That tongue tickled over Jacob’s skin teasingly now, swiping the head, then diving to tickle the underside. Jacob realized that not all the sounds were coming from his own mouth, and looked to see Edward consumed, too. The vampire did not sweat or emit heat like Jacob did, but his body trembled and his touch became less controlled, more passionate. Strong fingers pressed into Jacob’s thighs as Edward leant his head between them.
Suddenly Jacob sat up as that exploring tongue dove more southward, first taking the balls in that eager mouth, then thrusting deeper. Jacob shouted as that tongue caught something for a split second, hitting upon a place inside him that felt so good he could hardly breathe. Edward touched that spot again, and held onto it this time.
With a low growl, Jacob came. He then collapsed onto the grass.
Minutes later he had caught his breath, and was surprised when Edward started again. This time that mouth was fast, teeth scraping torturously slow. Finally that soft mouth descended again, and Jacob was surprised when Edward took in his whole cock. He didn’t know what to feel at that. Should he be affronted? Proud? Find it humorous? He decided it was wonderful as that mouth began to move. He felt adrenaline akin only to what he felt when he was running as a wolf. Strong hips thrust up and forward, and again and again Jacob pushed into Edward’s mouth.
There was something really hot and arousing about Edward drinking the come. Jacob couldn’t put his finger on quite what it was. Perhaps it was the sucking of that mouth, and the movement of the Adam’s apple. Or maybe it was just the smooth white of that throat combined with the deep red of Edward’s lips. Or it was the satisfied softness in Edward’s eyes that Jacob knew he, HE, had given Edward.

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