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The Necklace	By : belladonnacullen Category: Twilight Series > Het > Alice/Jasper Views: 4635 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Emmett pushed the Jeep to its limit as he drove Alice and I to the airport. It wasn't built for speed, but Rose made some adjustments a few years back and we were able to top it out at one-ten. Alice had tried to pull me into the backseat with her, but I knew that would give Emmett endless material to use against us. Instead, she perched herself behind me on the edge of the backseat, rubbing my neck and leaning her head on my shoulder. She wasn't making things easier for us, but it certainly felt good.
"You two really waited until the last minute to leave for the airport, huh?" Emmett grinned as he glanced over at us.
It had been my fault entirely. I'd pushed Alice's five minute warning to twenty.
Alice kissed my neck and I saw Emmett smirking. "I'm still not convinced you two should leave the house. It's gonna' be a long plane ride."
Alice stuck her tongue out at Emmett. She wasn't upset though. Instead, I could feel her pride and possessiveness. It made me smile, and I turned toward the window to hide my grin. I didn't want to give Emmett an inch.
"Let me give you two a couple of pointers. First of all, the doors on airplane bathrooms aren't nearly as secure as you would think." Emmett turned to wink at us.
"Emmett, that's disgusting. The bathroom?" Alice wriggled her nose. I couldn't have agreed more. Humans actually used those bathrooms.
"Same goes for the seats. They're just held in with regular old nuts and bolts. You know what I'd suggest?"
I growled under my breath, but Emmett was on a roll and didn't take the hint.
"Against the door of the cockpit." Emmett guffawed at his own joke and turned to glance at us to see how we were taking it. I rolled my eyes and I saw him try his best to keep a straight face. "I'm actually serious. They reinforce the pilot's door these days. I think it's the only way to get the leverage you need on an airplane to really do it right. There was this one time with Rose -"
"Emmett, that's enough."
"Come one, it involved an air marshal!"
*
We were the only ones in first class. Alice lifted up the armrest between the seats and settled her back against my chest. I wrapped my arms around her and rested my chin on top of her head.
"It feels so good to have you back, Jazz." Alice's voice always sounded like it was skipping over stones to me, light and delicate.
The flight attendant came by and cast a look of warning in our direction before continuing down the empty aisle.
Alice sighed. "We should probably put on our seatbelts."
"To protect us from what?"
I felt the giggle building in her chest before I heard the sound. I pulled Alice closer. She was content, but under that I could feel other emotions stirring. I knew she was trying to hide them from me.
"It's going to be fine, Alice. I'm here to keep you safe."
Alice sighed. "Thanks. It's not just this trip, though..."
"What else, baby?"
"This might sound silly, but I'm worried about Bella. She's probably so nervous."
"When do they get in?"
"Sometime tonight. We'll still be in the air."
"You're sure she's going to be ok, Alice?"
"Pretty certain. But it's always a little overwhelming your first time. I wish she wasn't so far away. I feel bad leaving. What if she wants to talk, what if she can't reach my cell, or if something..."
"Alice, Edward will take care of her. They're married now. They're going to be fine."
*
But something Alice said struck a chord. I thought back to the first time Alice and I were intimate. I'd been with others, but it was incomparable to that first night in her hotel room.
From the time Alice and I left the diner it had been like a whirlwind. After she explained things to me in her hotel room, Alice took me to Fairmount Park and we ran through the oaks along the hilly banks of the Schuylkill. The rain had faded to a light mist, and the fog hung close to the riverbank. The bright red, orange and yellow of the changing trees faded into and out of the damp gray air.
It was evening by then, and we found a small herd of deer quite easily. Chasing after the animals was exhilarating. It was completely different from the fearful stalking and terror I was used to. I purposefully loped along, enjoying the guiltless pursuit. Alice and I leapt over fallen trees and broke through thickets, underbrush whispering at our ankles, until we were upon them. I tackled a large doe, exultant, sinking my teeth into her neck, her coarse hairs tickling at my face. It was pure joy. I felt triumphant, ecstatic, warmed from within as her blood washed down my throat. The doe's life expired easily, her light dimming with each small kick of her legs. There was no hate and horror, just an obscure, half-formed panic. Her blood was bitter, it tasted wrong, but it filled me nonetheless. I would have endured anything to feed without causing human grief.
When it was over I sensed something off to my right, just outside my field of vision. I spun, crouching. It was Alice. She had a few tufts of brown fur in her shiny black hair and a little blood at the corner of her mouth. I quickly stood upright and wiped my hands on my trousers.
"Alice." I couldn't find words for everything I needed to say. In three hours she'd changed my life forever. "Thank you," I tried, but it wasn't enough. I felt intense emotion boiling under my skin, but I worried that it was too much all at once. Instead, I closed my eyes to try to rein myself in. I felt my chest heaving and tasted the venom still flowing in my mouth.
There was the slightest rustle in the wet leaves. The smell of wildflowers and rain washed over my face. I opened my eyes and Alice was inches from me. I saw her excitement at the same time as I felt it, and an instant later her lips collided with mine. Our first kiss wasn't soft and delicate. Our lips crashed together and parted, our teeth clicking. Her tart venom mixed with the salty blood of the deer as I swept my tongue into her mouth. I groaned and felt her body shudder. I wrapped my arms around her and tried to bring her body closer, but Alice pulled away. She was smiling from ear to ear.
"More?" I asked simply.
Alice giggled. "Of which?"
"Both?"
She ran towards the river. "Come on," she called over her shoulder. "We'll catch the rest of the herd."
By the time we made it back to the hotel we were both giddy. I was overfed for the first time in years and Alice had held my hand the entire way home. I was still attempting to grasp the reality of the situation when Alice let me into her hotel room.
She shut the door behind us and turned on a small desk lamp. Her eyes were nearly yellow with over-feeding. They glowed brighter than the sun. I reached up to touch my eyes and Alice understood the gesture. "Give it a few months, they'll turn." Then she looked me over from head to toe and I felt suddenly insecure under the scrutiny of her gaze. "You've been staying outside, right?"
"How did you know?"
Alice tapped her temple and grinned. "Saw it. I hope you don't mind. I'm not trying to spy."
"After taking me to drink those deer, you can see whatever you want of me."
I was suddenly overwhelmed with Alice's embarrassment. For the first time since we'd met, Alice looked uncertain. Her eyes ducked to the floor. But then she seemed to steel herself and she looked back in my direction. "Since you haven't had a roof or plumbing, I thought you might enjoy a bath."
I surveyed myself quickly. I certainly was a sight. Blood and dirt were pressed into the creases of my hands and under my nails. I ran my hands through my hair and dirt, leaves and grass drifted to the carpet. It had been many years since I'd had a proper bath.
"I'd be obliged, Alice."
Alice giggled. "Obliged?"
"Grateful?"
"Yes, you should go with grateful." She opened a door opposite the entryway. "Here you go, Jasper. Enjoy."
I took the quickest bath known to man. I felt awkward undressed in this woman's hotel room, no matter how I felt about her, or she felt about me. I also knew that I shouldn't take liberties with the situation. It would be proper to go when I was done, but I didn't know if I could make my body leave the building without Alice. After only a few minutes I could feel the water dulling the emotions that Alice had brought to the surface. It was the first time as a vampire that I didn't want to rid myself of another's feelings. I washed quickly and dried myself off.
But being up and out of the water presented another challenge. Obviously, I should put my soiled clothes on again. But I cringed at the sight of them. I'd been ignoring the state of my dress for quite some time and it showed. I thought about Alice's stylish attire and suddenly felt insecure.
"Jasper?" I heard Alice call from just outside the bathroom door.
"Uh... yes?"
"There's an extra robe on the countertop."
I pulled the thick white hotel robe tightly around my body and secured the tie with care. I checked in the mirror to make sure my scars weren't showing. Then I took a deep breath and opened the door.
Alice was sitting on the edge of a chair across the room from me. She was on the other side of a very large four-poster bed. Her lips were pressed together in a small smile.
I hesitated at the washroom door. Alice and I had discussed many things when we'd come back here from the diner. She explained her diet, she told me how she always knew we would meet. She told me she had a good idea where we would go. But it had been rushed. I'd needed to feed, and she could sense that. I'd told her next to nothing about myself. Now I didn't know where to start, or what exactly I was supposed to be doing.
Alice moved to meet me with vampire speed. She placed a soft kiss on my lips. I parted my lips just slightly in order to breathe in her scent. My entire body quivered like a tuning fork ringing one note true and clear. I felt myself begin to respond to her and I stepped quickly backwards against the door.
Alice looked disappointed. "Did I do something wrong?"
I couldn't let her think that, and I let her feel just the smallest bit of my love and desire. She smiled shyly. "How do you do that?"
"I don't exactly know. You didn't already see that about me?"
"I saw how you would make me feel, but I didn't know that you would actually be making me feel it... I don't know if I'm making sense." She shook her head a bit, flustered.
"It's not just me making you feel this way, Alice. I felt your own emotions quite clearly from the beginning."
I saw shock register in her eyes.
"I can feel the emotions of others as well. I should have said something."
"I didn't guess any of this... I didn't know." I saw the sudden comprehension in the set of her face and felt her embarrassment building.
"Don't worry, Alice. It's ok. It's better than that. It's not just you. I l..."
I stopped myself, quickly bottling my emotions, taken aback at what I was just about to confess. This was crazy.
But Alice had guessed enough; she could feel what I'd let slip through the cracks in my fa�cade. She looked back into my eyes and I saw the hope there, and I felt her love, unmistakable and warm. Without another thought I let down my wall. I let the feeling flow back to her, stronger, harder. She took in a quick breath of air.
"Really?"
"Yes," I whispered. "Yes, Alice."
And she was in my arms. I pressed her head to my chest with one hand and pressed gently into the small of her back with the other so that her body was flush with mine. We stood vampire still letting love wash over us, until I felt I might actually deserve this beautiful fairy tale.
"It's done, Alice. You're mine now. You can leave me if you wish; I won't force myself on you. But you will always be mine. There will never be another for me."
"No! Don't leave. Stay with me, please. I've waited so long for you. Please don't go!"
And with that my lips were on hers, my hands running through her soft hair, down her neck, over her small breasts, and I let them rest on her waist. Her hands found their way through the folds of my bathrobe and they were about to touch my chest when I pulled away again.
"What?" Her buttery eyes searched mine.
I wound my arms around myself. Once she saw my scars she would draw away. I'd never met another of my kind as peaceful and civilized as Alice. I was sure she would find me revolting.
Again Alice guessed my thoughts, or maybe she had seen this all before. "Jasper, I know about... your skin. I've known forever. It doesn't change how I feel about you." I didn't move; I couldn't look at Alice.
I heard rustling of fabric and felt the air moving near me. When I glanced up Alice stood before me in her silk slip and stockings. Her limbs were long and thin, and her waist was impossibly small. She had sweet little breasts that seemed to defy gravity, and hips that I wanted to hold. She was beautiful and I longed to touch her. Apprehension filled the air. "I'm a little nervous too," Alice confessed, biting her lower lip.
"You're gorgeous, Alice. You don't have anything to be nervous about. You're perfect."
She shook her head and looked intently at her feet, her hands held behind her back. "It's not that. I've waited for you... I've never..." Alice blinked up at me through her long dark lashes.
Suddenly I understood. "Never?"
She shook her head. "Not that I remember. Not as a vampire."
"Oh, Alice." I was in front of her, brushing her hair from her face, bending my head to hers. "Do you know how wonderful it is that I've even found you? I'd be content to talk, to hold your hand. We have forever, Alice."
"But I know it's going to be tonight."
"You do?" I'm ashamed to say that I didn't hide the eagerness in my voice.
Alice looked up into my eyes and didn't say a word.
"Here Alice, sit down." I took her by the hand and brought her to the bed. She perched on the edge. I kissed her lips softly before kneeling before her. She ran a hand through my shaggy hair. "Are you sure about this?"
"Yes," she whispered, nodding her head.
I traced my hands slowly from her ankle to her knee, then up to her thigh. I quickly had her garter undone, and rolled the silk down toward her foot. I lifted her leg a little to pull the stocking off completely, and bent my head to gently kiss her toes. By the time I'd finished repeating the motions with her other leg, her tension was ebbing. Her sparkling eyes rested on mine, intent and expectant. I was overcome and paused, wanting so badly to do this right.
"Please, I've seen this so many times, I want to make it real." Impatience tinged the air.
"Will you tell me what I'm going to do next?"
She shook her head and smiled playfully. I moved closer to her and brought my body between her legs. I tried to project a feeling of calm, but it was difficult. Energy was jumping and surging underneath my skin. At each point of contact with Alice's body my skin tingled and burned. And in the space between us I could feel something growing. The air was filled with something unnamable, yet palpable. I was awed, and thankful that I was already on my knees.
I placed my hands on Alice's shoulders. My hands fit over them perfectly. "You're sure?"
Alice nodded her head quickly. I couldn't identify the emotion we were both feeling. I don't think it has a name. Humans invented English, and this feeling didn't exist among them. It was unique to a vampire and his mate. It was bigger than love or desire. But name or not, it had taken hold of both of us, like tendrils of a vine, surrounding us, binding us, and then rooting itself in the ground where it would grow forever.
I pulled my eyes from Alice's face look at her, all of her. My eyes went wide, and I could feel them heavy in my sockets. Lust surged through my body. Alice's hands came quickly to my chest.
"Would you let me see you now?"
I looked back at her eyes and bit my lip. I couldn't say anything, but held her steady gaze to let her know that I didn't mind. I was hers, scars and all.
Her little hands swept over my chest, leaving fire trailing in their wake. I felt them move smoothly over the rough scars, over my chest, down over my abdomen. "Oh Jasper. It's going to be alright now." She pulled open my robe enough to lean down and kiss the spot over my heart. As she did so, her hands deftly untied the bathrobe. She scooted backward on the bed and looked over my body.
I held my breath and so did she. And for the second time that day, I felt a wall of emotion hit me hard. But it wasn't the fear, disgust or revulsion I expected. She felt awe, and compassion, and lust. I could smell the desire on her as well, saltiness joining her rainflower scent. And I was pushing the straps of her slip gently off of her shoulders, down her silken arms. My mouth was at her breast, and I pressed her flesh against my lips, tasting her skin, bringing her into my mouth. I wanted to bite, feel my teeth against her, but I stopped myself. Our emotions told me one thing, but I didn't know if I should mark her. Not yet. Instead, I let my tongue explore, tasting, licking, teasing.
Her hands were wound in my hair, she was panting, her scent growing stronger. And then her hands were under my arms, pulling me off my knees, pulling us both back onto the bed. I held myself over her, resting on my elbows and knees, looking into her buttery eyes that were overflowing with too many emotions to name. I felt the length of myself pressing into her flat belly. The touch sent lightening to my toes, to my head.
"This is it," she whispered breathlessly.
"Are you -"
"Shh." Alice kissed my lips gently, and finished by licking my bottom lip. Then she slid upward so that my length fell between her legs. With one swift move of my hands her undergarments were torn out of the way. The tip of my hard member brushed against her. Again, my body sizzled. I could feel desire and nervousness coming off of Alice in waves.
"I'll be gentle, Alice," I whispered huskily as I gazed deep into her eyes. I was able to finally project peace, and a hush fell around us, insulating us, so that suddenly there was nothing but the two of us together, pressed against each other.
My eyes didn't leave hers as I gently pushed the tip of myself against her. My body trembled and I took a quick breath. It was like nothing I'd ever felt before. I felt Alice's little hands pulling at my hips, pulling me into her, eager, impatient.
"Wait," I breathed. I wanted to make sure she was ready.
*
"Excuse me."
I opened my eyes to see our flight attendant standing before us in the aisle.
Alice was still pressed against me. I realized she was breathing deeply, hiding her face in the crook of my neck. I was glad to have her body as a shield.
The flight attendant's eyes were wide, and she brought a finger to her mouth and bit the tip gently, all the while stepping backwards until she bumped into the seat across the aisle. Her cheeks were flushed. "Umm, I have to ask you to -" Her voice trailed off and I saw sweat break out on her forehead. I quickly reined in my feelings. Alice sighed and attempted to sit up, but I held her in place with my hands.
"I have to ask you to fasten your seat belts." The woman managed weakly. She was breathing fast, stunned.
I hated to do it, but I wanted this time on the flight alone with Alice, in peace. We didn't know what was in store for us in Ireland. I let feelings of repulsion emanate out toward the unsuspecting woman. Immediately her eyes changed, widening, while her skin took on a green hue. She edged away from us sideways, and then took off toward the rear of the plane.
Alice looked at me, her eyebrows raised.
"She can't stand the sight of us."
"Jasper, that's not nice."
"I want you to myself right now, Alice."
Alice smiled and put her arms around my neck, glancing slyly down at my lap. "What were you thinking about?"
"Our first time. You're right, you were nervous."
"And impatient," she reminded me with a hint of defensiveness in her voice.
"I remember," I chuckled. "Maybe you should send Bella a text."
"But we're flying, the phone's supposed to be off."
"That flight attendant isn't coming back anytime soon. I can't imagine a text will crash the plane."
"What would I write?"
"Breathe?" I suggested.
Alice and I laughed a little, remembering that we both held our breath for several minutes our first night together. That would definitely be detrimental for a human.
"Sounds good," Alice agreed, jumping off my lap and rooting through her bag.
"But make it quick, Alice. I haven't even gotten to the good stuff yet."
Alice and I didn't need sturdy doors or extra welding on the seats. We spent the rest of the flight reminiscing quietly. As predicted, our flight attendant left us to ourselves, and the first class cabin filled with our feelings for one another. No one was the wiser.
*
We arrived in Shannon with the first gray light of day. It felt strangely like we hadn't left home at all. There was a salty wet wind blowing off the coast, and everything was green and gray. We decided against a car rental. N18 was a monotonous stretch of road leading through flat green plains. Instead, we chose to travel by foot along the coast. We played along mossy green cliffs, delighting in the cold ocean spray as it splashed against the gray boulders along the shoreline.
But as we drew closer to Kinvara, the town Siobhan, Liam and Maggie made their home near; we both grew quiet and tense. Before Alice and I turned inland at Galway Bay, I pulled her aside. "Are you ready for this Alice? Are you sure?"
"Please stop asking, Jazz. I'm going to give you the same answer each time."
"When will it start? What can't you see?"
"Siobhan's going to answer the door. Things will be a little awkward until Maggie gets home."
"And then?"
"I don't know.
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A/N: Thanks for putting up with all the fluff and flashbacks... blame it on Jasper! And on me too I guess, I live in Philly, so I got carried away writing about Alice and Jasper here. m
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