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Bittersweet Hurt	By : Minervaone Category: Twilight Series > Slash > Carlisle/Edward Views: 7955 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Author’s Note: Yikes! This Chapter has been a long time in coming, ne? Sorry about that, kids. But a big Thank You to all who took the time to write a review for this pet project of mine. I had not forgotten about our two lovebirds! I did, however, get distracted with Saiunkoku Monogatari. Mmm... I highly recommend the series. It’s full of beautiful boys with so many issues. There will be much angsty goodness written for that series, I will say right now. If you are interested, you can locate the series at crunchyrolldotcom. You won’t regret it. Srsly.
Anyhoo, back to our two favorite vampires and their continued exploration of the bounds of sexuality and morality. :)
Now for my standard disclaimer: Let’s remember this story will have scenes of a sexual nature between Carlisle and Edward. If this is not the type of story you were expecting or looking for, please hit the Back button now. But for the rest of us, well, read on my friends. Read on.
As always, I own none of these characters and make no profit from this story.
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Part Six - The Fun
It had been six months since Carlisle turned Edward into a vampire and he had never felt so free in his life.
It was all gone. The disgust at feeding off of the blood of living beings. The terror of being caught. The anger at God for allowing him to become something inhuman. The guilt over what he had become. It was all gone with one touch of Edward’s soft lips against his, a brush of his fingertips against his hair in the dark night, and the feel of his cool breath against his ear. It was enough just for him to simply be a man finding comfort in the arms of his lover.
Living with someone who could read your thoughts certainly made less time for wallowing in one’s self pity. Edward wouldn’t let him, instead finding creative ways to take his mind off of his concerns. The boy was becoming quite skilled at distracting him.
After Edward had turned into a newborn vampire, Carlisle had moved them into the forests and away from humanity. They soon fell into a comfortable rhythm, spending their nights hunting and their days worshiping each other’s body. Edward made him thankful to be alive, and Carlisle was more than happy to forget about the real world as long as it kept his beautiful boy beside him.
Edward rolled over and nuzzled his nose against Carlisle’s ear, breaking his train of thought as his hand came up to lie on his chest. Carlisle held it up to the moonlight, wanting to memorize every tiny detail of the hand that saved him from himself. It was large but slightly muscled and his long, elegant fingers curled around his own, gently stroked along the back of his hand. He brought it up and brushed each fingertip across his lips.
The nights were consumed with hunting and the wild frenzy brought on by the scent of blood, each slamming into the other with no abandon, wild and hedonistic and passionate. But the days - the days were spent in gentle touches and soft caresses, small whispers of passion. That was how they spent their days, two damned souls finding comfort in the one place they could - each other.
“Mmmm, you’re thinking too much. I can tell it’s time to distract you again,” Edward whispered in a husky voice, the cool breath sending shivers across Carlisle’s skin.
Carlisle grinned. “And may I ask how you plan to distract me?”
Edward responded by raising up and hovering over him. The full moonlight was streaming through the windows and had caught Edward’s eyes, highlighting the now tawny color. Carlisle’s breath hitched in his throat at the sight as his skin reflected the pale light, a slight shimmer dancing across his features.
“Mmm, I thought I would start with this,” Edward said, reaching down to give a soft kiss across his forehead before thrusting his hips against Carlisle’s. Edward stifled his moan of pleasure with his lips, gently sucking on the bottom one and running his tongue along the outside.
Carlisle opened his mouth to Edward’s prodding tongue, deepening his kiss and running his hands through his copper hair. Edward continued to grind against Carlisle’s hips, forcing small moans of pleasure out of him.
Edward had gotten very good at everything in the few months they had been together. Whether it was making Carlisle forget everything he had once been and held dear, or whether it was hunting for prey with stealth and grace, or whether it was how to make Carlisle rock hard with a few controlled movements.
There was nothing he looked forward to more than this, the chance to run his tongue along every inch of Edward’s body with absolutely nothing standing between them, even his every thought laid bare for Edward to use at his will.
It was here in these intimate moments that Carlisle realized how lonely he had become, and how he had no intention of going back to that lifestyle. The thought of the never ending solitude drove him to drown himself in Edward.
“Why don’t I give you something else to think about,” Edward whispered against his chest. Carlisle could feel the smirk of his lips against his skin. “You remember the buck we came across last week, the one that was so large both of us could feed off of it at once?” Edward said.
Carlisle’s mind flashed in remembrance. The sight of a naked Edward, skin glimmering as he stalked his prey with deadly grace and precision. Quickly taking the buck down and feeding at the neck, Edward’s eyes had flashed up at him, beckoning him to join in. Carlisle wasted no time in latching on directly across from Edward, their noses nearly touching as they each gave into the rush of feeding.
“Mmm, your memories are so sharp. It’s making me thirsty just thinking about it again,” Edward said as he reached down and stroked hard of Carlisle’s cock.
He buried his nose against Carlisle’s stomach, his words muffled and the breath tickling his skin. “I nearly lost it when you let go of the buck and began to suck on me instead. Mmm, the rush you gave me! Feeding on fresh blood while having you suck me at the same time,” Edward said, continuing his stroking. “Only you can do that to me,” he said.
Carlisle’s memories were pushing Edward to stroke him faster and faster, and he couldn’t take it anymore. He grabbed a hold of Edward’s hair and pulled him tighter against him, almost as if he were trying to melt into him and be connected to him forever. He flipped Edward on his back, and began to fervently work his way down his chest, stopping to flick his tongue across his nipples.
Edward moaned against his touches as he ran his fingers through Carlisle’s hair. His sweet scent filled his nose as he licked his way down, feeling Edward’s length pressing against his chest, cold and hard and ready to be sucked.
Reaching his destination, Carlisle grabbed onto his shaft and gave a firm stroke as he swiped his tongue across the tip. Edward responded immediately, bucking his hips and crying out his name.
Carlisle knew every single one of Edward’s sensitive spots. He knew where to lick, he knew when to suck harder, he knew how hard to stroke him, and he knew where his fingers should go. He had the patience and skill of a surgeon and knew exactly how to make Edward’s body sing with pleasure.
He licked and stroked Edward’s cock until it was rock hard and Edward was at the edge of his limit. He pulled back and came up to his knees as Edward shot up and wrapped his lips around Carlisle’s hard cock. His eager tongue ran along the entire length, his eyes looking up at Carlisle as he sucked harder.
Edward worked on him fervently, before Carlisle could handle no more. He reached down and grabbed onto his hair again, pulling him off of his cock. Their eyes locked and each knew it was time. Carlisle pushed Edward down on his back again and grabbed both of his legs, throwing them over his shoulders.
He lined himself up against Edward’s entrance, and leaned down to plant a searing kiss against his lips as he slammed into him. Edward moaned against his lips, and they began to move as one, driving each other onward.
Carlisle reached in between them and began to stroke Edward’s cock again, drawing more whimpers and moans from him. Carlisle’s cock throbbed against the tightness of Edward, seeking more of everything. More pleasure, more depth, more moans. Edward’s fingers dug into Carlisle’s shoulders as he closed his eyes and found his pleasure, his venom spilling between them.
The scent of Edward’s venom always sent him over the edge. He couldn’t keep his control any longer as he thrust hard into him and found his own release.
Carlisle slumped down on top of Edward as stars danced across his vision and he fought the instinct to pant for breath. He buried his nose in Edward’s hair and decided he never wanted to be anywhere but in this spot forever.
. . .
Hours later in the quiet before the dawn, Edward stood at the window staring out at the moon.
“I would like to go into town tomorrow, Carlisle,” Edward said quietly in the darkness.
Carlisle had been dreading those words from him, although he knew they would be unavoidable. On one hand he wanted nothing more to stay hidden from the world with Edward by his side, but he also knew Edward was young and ready to explore the world. He couldn’t keep that from him, no matter how much he wanted something else.
Edward turned to him, moonlight shimmering off of his skin. “I won’t leave you,” he said, answering his thoughts.
Carlisle sighed. There was nothing he could keep from Edward.
“What is wrong with staying like this?” Carlisle replied.
Edward smiled. “There is a whole world out there! And we are immortals! We can go anywhere we want, we can do whatever we want! I want to know what other things taste like other than deer. I . . .I want to taste bears and mountain lions and elephants! Please, Carlisle, do this for me,” he said, the excitement in his voice barely contained.
Carlisle closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “All right, Edward. Tomorrow we will go to town,” he said, hoping Edward wouldn’t pick up the reluctance in the back of his mind.
Edward launched himself onto the bed and planted a kiss on Carlisle’s lips. “I knew you would say yes,” he said, lowering himself to Carlisle’s cock again.
Carlisle stared at the ceiling as Edward worked on him and tried not to think of the bad feeling seeping into the pit of his stomach.
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