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Ash, Oak, Birch, and Yew

Flora Winters

I do not own anything that has to do with Twilight, even though I wish I did.

Summary: A gorgeous blonde comes to town and Edward feels like his nose is going to twitch right off and bounce along after the yummy goodness. This story will contain boys love, just because it’s the best. That means there will be boy on boy action. So, if you aren’t down with this kind of thing, then please, move on to another story that better suits your refined tastes. This story will also contain some strong language here and there. There will also be some explicit scenes of violence as well. So, sit back and enjoy the ride. Pay no attention to the bumps. They’re just random people being smashed along the road toward greater things. Oh, damn! I just hit a vampire. Shoot! He was sexy, too.

Chapter Six

But nothings greater than the rush

That comes with your embrace

And in this world of loneliness I see your face

--LEONA LEWIS

Edward was lounging on his bed, drawing a picture of David standing amongst a shower of fluttering butterflies. The strokes of his pencil were so gentle when it came to the beautiful teen’s stunning face and the feathery locks that shimmered like sunlight. He had David smiling so wondrously, it was blinding. The boy looked as if the spirit inside of him was on fire, possessing wings that could soar higher than heaven.

Thunder softly echoed and he looked up at the flash of violet-blue lightning. It was raining again and a storm was moving in. He loved storms. They were so powerful. He loved to strip down to nothing but his flawless white flesh and stand in the pouring tears. It made him feel like a deity was washing him clean of all his sins.

He put the drawing down and stretched like a lazy saber-toothed kitten. He wiggled his toes and chuckled deeply. He had teased David about wanting him to suck them. The teen had blushed redder than Snow White’s apple. But, David had done just that and gave him an awesome foot massage. The guy had magic in those warm hands and his mouth was like a furnace.

He looked at his window, closed his eyes, and listened to the falling raindrops. If he really listened hard enough, he could hear the very movements of the rolling clouds. All he had to do was focus his thoughts. They made such beautiful music. It was almost as if they were singing to the ground far below them. He wished he could share that with David.

His family had no luck in tracking that rogue puppy. It had simply vanished off the face of the earth. In fact, it could have left the state. There had been no reports of any attacks or killings by a large animal. It must have been from a different sect and lost. Perhaps it was simply a lone wolf who existed all on its own. He had no idea what sex it had been, so it was simply an IT.

Oh, well. It was gone now and good riddance to bad rubbish. There were already too many fleabags in Forks. He wanted to give them all a bath. He would simply hold them under the water until they were both clean and dead. They were all so stupid and such hypocrites. He often prayed for a meteor shower to strike their little reserve. That would teach them not to get too big for their furry britches. And if any one of them so much as dared to take a sniff of his David, he would punch his fist through their hairy chests, tear out their spinal cords, and make David a bone outfit to wear for Halloween. The boy would look even more alluring in ivory. He would dress him with a necklace of werewolf skulls. Just thinking about David wearing the bones of his enemies made him feel hotter than magma rising to the surface. As long as the stupid pups played on their side of the fence, then all would be well. He would have no reason to pluck out some eyes and wear them as earrings.

He rolled over onto his stomach with the grace of a slithering serpent and rested his head on his arms. He stared at the large poster on his wall. It was of a Goddess. She was cloaked in shimmering mist and she held a skull in her arms. Her skin was like moonlight and her hair was a nest of golden curls. She had eyes like twin green stars that burned with an acidic light. Skeletal hands were rising up out of the dirt at her feet, caressing her long shapely legs that looked as smooth as polished glass. She was the Goddess of Death. He had to have her the moment he saw her hanging in the window at some New Age shop.

That was when he noticed it. She had David’s wild hair and his amazing, yet ever changing eye color. No wonder the boy had struck him. If he was a vampire, would his golden flesh turn the color of the moon’s white surface?

He began to fantasize about David being a vampire like him. He would be transformed into something even more beautiful than what he already was. He would have David at his side for infinity and nothing could take him away from him. Age and the Goddess of Death would not be able to touch the gorgeous boy. But, he couldn’t allow himself to be that selfish. He wouldn’t steal the boy’s warmth from him. He wouldn’t allow himself to chain that burning spirit in a shell of eternally beautiful but icy flesh.

He hid his face and sniffed. He was so tired of being alone. All he wanted was for someone to love him for the rest of time. All he wanted was someone to hold and cherish above all else.

He liked David. He really, really, really liked him. He could see himself falling easily in love with him. It was so easy for a vampire to do that. When a vampire falls, they fall, and they fall hard. A vampire is more susceptible to love than most humans.

They boy smelled of an alluringly venomous garden and his seed was divine. It caused him to daydream of tasting his crimson warmth. He wanted to roll around on David’s bed, wallowing in his scent. The teen was like catnip.

He wanted that warm golden body under him. He wanted to feel, taste, and explore every inch of his sweet smelling flesh. He wanted to bathe in the fiery glow of his radian spirit. He wanted to drown for eternity in those pools of molten emerald-blue brilliance.

But, David wouldn’t be like that for forever. He was like a rose. His beauty would last but a short while. It would fade and then he would die. The lives of mortals were like the mere flickering out of a candle’s flame. They were here one minute, gone the next.

Just thinking about David not always being with him severely depressed him. He didn’t like having these feelings. He didn’t want them if he couldn’t keep David with him. But, he didn’t want to make David cold. He wanted him to be warm for forever.

“Wow,” a voice said from the door. It was Alice. He turned his head and looked at her, realizing his cheeks were wet. “I could feel all of that from miles away.”

He put his head back down and she was instantly cuddled up beside him, running her slender white fingers through his hair. He didn’t have to speak words, because he knew she knew how he truly felt. It was impossible for mortals to understand. He didn’t know David and yet he was already in love with the smart ass. It was corny, but he would lie, steal, and kill for him. This was not like him at all. How could David not fall in love with him? He was made of fucking awesome!

“He is…something,” Alice cooed to him, smiling against his broad shoulder. “I’m happy for you.”

That was all he needed. If Alice was happy for him, then the rest of his family would be, too.

“Are you hungry?” Alice asked him.

He shook his head. He was still high off David’s creamy goodness. The teen’s seed was like REDBULL and crack. David was a power all unto himself. Edward had seen him tear into a titanic mountain lion without using his hands. The boy was powerful and yet Edward loved how the blond clung to him. It felt like the gorgeous teen possessed a power that was frightened to reveal itself completely. David reminded him of how he used to be way back in the day.

Edward didn’t spook easily, but David’s mother was an eerie woman. Her mind was nothing but the roar of a great burning flame. He was actually quite intrigued by her and wanted to see her spit fire like a dragon…just not at him.

“Are the two of you going to hold hands at school?” Alice asked him with a playful smirk on her pretty face. He had honestly been considering kissing him in front of all the girls just to make them all shut up and leave him alone. Most of them were really nice, but they were so annoying. And if any of the boys dared to open their mouths against the two of them, he would simply tear their jaws off, and toss them down the hall for them to chase after.

“Maybe,” he snickered, nuzzling against her like a kitty. “He makes me want to do such naughty things that I normally would never do.”

She laughed. “Are you going to go see him tonight?”

He nodded. “I don’t think I can stay away from him for more than a day.”

“You’re very beautiful, Ed,” she giggled, poking him on the nose with a blood red nail. “I don’t think he wants you to ever leave.”

He liked it when Alice would speak to him like that. It filled him with confidence, because on some days he just felt like crap. He looked drop drawers gorgeous regardless, but he would feel like crap.

“I want you to be happy,” she whispered, squeezing his much larger frame. She was tiny, but she could still throw a car at him. “When you came home the other night, you had such a happy grin on your face. I’ve never seen you look so happy before. You were sparkling even without the sun.”

He smiled. It was true. David made him glow from the inside out.

“All the others could see it, too,” she said, sitting up with fluid ease. “Rosalie told Emmett to pay up.”

“How much?” He asked, curious to know how much his homosexuality had cost his bigger brother.

“The pot was full,” she said.

“How much, Al?”

“It kept growing over the long years, you see,” she told him.

“How much?”

She smirked. “Sixty-seven thousand…”

“Dollars?”

She nodded, making him whistle like a songbird. That was damn impressive. That sum could pay for college, grad school, and whatnot. Not that money mattered to an immortal. They all had their millions and wanted for nothing.

“Oh,” she said, snatching up his drawing of David with lighting fast hands. “This is beautiful, Edward.”

“I know,” he smirked, watching how her eyes took in all the elaborate details he had added. “He is more than what beauty can describe.”

“Have you told him?” She asked.

He shook his head. “I just drew it.”

“Cute,” she laughed and then sobered. “You know what I meant.”

He knew he couldn’t lie to her, because that would hurt her feelings. But, telling her the truth would really complicate matters. He was caught at the edge of a violent ocean and a wall of lava at his back. Will you swim the long miles or will you choose to burn, vampire? That was when his cell phone began to ring and he thanked every deity that came to the top of his head. It was David. If his heart could beat, it would be hammering away like a drum.

“Just be cautious, Ed,” she told him, standing at the open door. “His past is even cloudier than his future.”

He knew that David had a past. He just wished he knew what it was because the blond had been screaming at the mountain lion as though it were a person. Some of the things David had shouted that day stirred up some disturbing images in his mind. Had someone tried to hurt him? Oh, he would kill them.

Alice was gone in a blur and he picked up his cell, flipping it open. “Hi.”

“So,” David said on the other line. His voice was so airy. “Should I leave my window unlocked tonight?”

Edward smiled with such white teeth. “What do you think?”

It was a school night. Tomorrow was Monday. He would so be at school tomorrow if the weather kept up like this. He wanted to spend as much time as possible with the sweet smelling golden apple blossom. The two of them could easily skip gym and go meet someplace where nobody would bother them. He had to taste him again. David was a drug and he was addicted. All it takes is one time and then you’re hooked.

“I love storms,” David said and Edward grinned. “I like playing with the lightning.”

Edward blinked. “Huh?”

“Oh,” David snickered. Oh, it was damn sexy. “I’ll have to show you if it’s still storming when you get here.”

Edward fell back on his pillow with a thump. “So, what are you wearing?”

“I’ll leave that up to your imagination,” David purred.

“Aw,” Edward pouted. “You could at least give me a hint.”

“I just got done working out,” he said and Edward could hear a shower being turned on.

“You’re naked!”

David laughed. “Bingo.”

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Edward was sitting with David in front of a large computer screen. The two of them were watching a hilarious British parody of Titanic. “Who are these women?” He asked the blond. “They’re making my stomach hurt.” Well, not really. It was just a phrase because they were so damn funny.

“French and Saunders,” David told him, laughing at the iceberg scene. “You should watch these two in Let Them Eat Cake. Dawn and Jennifer are the greatest comedians on earth.”

Edward smiled and draped an arm around him. He was really enjoying himself. He loved being able to be himself with David.

David clicked pause with the mouse and looked at him with those emerald-blue eyes. “Any luck finding that werewolf?”

Edward shook his head. “It got away.”

David frowned. “So, it won’t come back, right?”

Edward nodded. “If it is smart it will never howl here again.”

David leaned against him. The boy was so warm. “I’m just glad my mom hadn’t seen it.”

Edward grinned. “Would she chase after it, slinging fireballs?”

David chuckled. “You could say that.”

“Oh, are you into that New Age stuff?” Edward asked him, taking control of the green mousy, clicking one of the teen’s saved sites.

David put a golden hand on top of Edward’s larger white one. The contrast between the two was stunning. It was a New Age site. It was all about vampires of old and the modern day Lestat.

“I was doing research,” David said, looking into his eyes. “I wanted to learn more about you.”

Edward scanned the site, laughing at some of the wild information. Humans were so silly. Only three percent of the information was correct. Well, he didn’t really know much about this Elizabeth Bathory character. She seemed more like a wicked sorceress than a vampire. Who knows? Maybe she had a genetic trait that caused her to remain young if she bathed in untainted blood.

Did she do it out of vanity or the need to live? Did that make her evil? She was no more evil than a true vampire. That was for damn sure. They all wanted to live forever.

“Just ask me,” he said to him. “I am a vast library of vampire knowledge.”

“I didn’t want to pry,” David said, smiling as he snatched the mouse away from him.

“I’m your boyfriend,” Edward said, liking the way that sounded coming from his mouth, nuzzling closer to him, breathing him in. “I’ll tell you whatever you want to know.”

“Okay,” David said, clicking out of the internet, and turned in his chair to look at him. Edward was ready for anything. The boy had such a serious expression on his face and his voice was even more so. “I don’t know what you ask you.”

He was ready for anything except for that. He gawked and made a motion of almost falling out of his chair.

David smirked. “I’m kidding.”

Edward rolled his eyes, and placed a quick kiss on his smooth cheek. “What do you want to know?”

“How old are you?” David asked.

Edward cocked his head to the side. “I feel like a pedophile.”

David snorted, pushing him. “I don’t mind pulling a Celine Dion.”

Edward laughed. “Why are you dissing Celine?”

David looked away. “She knows what she did.”

Edward let the crazy boy be and ruffled his silky hair. It was so soft. “I’m 107 years old.”

“Wow,” David smiled. “You look good for an old man and you can still get it up without the aid of Viagra.”

Edward was about to punch him like he would Emmett or Jasper, but quickly caught himself before doing so. He was immediately saddened by David’s mortal frailty. He could have just seriously injured him without meaning to do so.

“I’m sorry,” David quickly said, putting his hands on his chest. “Did I hurt your feelings?”

Edward was touched and shook his head, laughing sadly. “No.”

David looked at him. “Then why do you look so sad?”

“I was going to playfully punch you,” Edward whispered. “But I quickly caught myself.”

He let David take his hands in his own. The beautiful teen’s warmth seemed to seep right down into his cold marble flesh, touching his bones. He wanted to kiss him long and deep right now.

“So much power,” David cooed, placing his warm lips to each hand, kissing their smooth coolness. “I’m sorry I’m not like your brother’s, Ed.”

“You’re so beautiful,” Edward smiled, feeling like his heart would burst. He got to his feet and went to the window. He was in love.

“Edward,” David said, and he felt a small tug on his shirt. He turned to find the blond on the bed. “What’s wrong?”

He wanted to pounce on him, kiss every inch of his body, scream that he loved him, and wanted him to stay with him even after the sun exploded. But, he couldn’t do that. Humans didn’t fall the way he did.

“Do you want to know anything else?” He asked, wishing he had breath to fog up the window. He wanted to draw a little heart with David’s name in it.

“Don’t make me send that chair flying at your almost pretty face,” David glared, amusement sparkling in his eyes.

“I’ll duck,” Edward snapped back. Almost pretty face? Oh, it was on! “And you’ll break your window, and I’ll hop out, leaving you to face the fire spitting dragon all by yourself. Oh, and I’ll take your chair, too. It’s a nice chair.”

David chuckled and Edward felt a kiss being planted by invisible lips on his bottom lip. “Come here,” David smiled. “I want to know how you became an eternally handsome 17 year old bloodsucker.”

Edward was instantly cuddled up next to him. He had even kicked his shoes off without being told to do so. David’s scent and warmth were his addiction. He would forever be an addict until David was no more.

He told him that his birth name was Edward Anthony Mason and that he was born on June 20, 1901. He had been living in Chicago, Illinois with his mother Elizabeth. When he was 17, he contracted influenza. He would have died had his dying mother not begged his adoptive father, Dr. Carlisle Cullen to save him. It had been the cold and loving kiss of a compassionate vampire that saved and gave him eternity.

If only his mother had known what her dying wish had gotten him into. He was now forever a “Cold One.” But, she had loved him and wanted him to know a better life. Her wish had not given him life. It had given him an eternal death of forever walking alone in this world. He would never be able to see her again. It had taken him fifty years to forgive her.

“I’m sorry,” David said, squeezing his larger frame. “But, I’m glad it happened, or else I’d be on this bed all alone right now.”

Edward closed his eyes, bathing in the warm comfort he found in those words. It gave him hope.

“Edward,” David purred, and he felt that golden hand glide down his sculpted chest to gently grab him. His golden eyes snapped open and found that David’s were glowing with molten green radiance.

“You can’t,” Edward told him mournfully, gently removing his hand. “My seed can either kill you or make you like me, David.”

The blond blinked and then he smiled with such white teeth. “I don’t have to use my mouth.”

Edward was about to question him but his eyes widened in shock, and his mouth gaped open. Some kind of invisible force had bumped up against a very special place inside of him. He bit down on his bottom lip, feeling his root twitch to sudden life. He silently moaned his pleasure. “What…was that?”

David grinned devilishly. “Did you like that?”

Edward nodded, wanting to feel it again, and he did. It was the greatest feeling in the world. It was like a tight tingle that just filled with longing.

“You’re so sexy, Edward,” David said, straddling his narrow waist, pinning his wrists above his head.

“Hey,” Edward grinned, bucking playfully under him. “I’m the guy in this…”

He was cut off because David was kissing him. There was so much need in those lips. They were setting him on fire. He could feel his fangs start to slide down and the animal in him trying to take over, but he was able to control it.

“Do you mind going home in wet pants?” David asked him, breaking the kiss. “Because I’m going to make you cream until you scream in my mouth.”

Edward was so turned on. Who was this devil man on top of him? He could easily roll over and pin him flat on his back, but he found he didn’t want to.

David’s hair was shining like curly wisps of sunlight. Those burning eyes were taking him in deeper. He could easily fight him, but he didn’t. He was so hard it hurt in a most delicious way.

Was this David? This guy looked hungry.

He felt those lips on his once more and he was filled with a burning pleasure. That invisible lover deep inside him was pounding away against his special spot.

Long minutes of pleasure passed, and Edward grunted deeply and David threw his head back. They both screamed like thunder in their minds, filling the front of their pants with pearly cream. Edward bucked his hips several times, twitching in place under him. He closed his eyes, seeing bright white stars behind his eyelids.

He felt David collapse on top of him, breathing heavily. The boy’s scent was mouth watering. That had been fucking amazing. He gently rolled over so that he was on top. He gazed down into David’s dreamy eyes and smiled with long fangs. He was so turned on by David’s power.

“Can I?” He asked, licking his blood red lips hungrily.

David nodded, shivering from passing pleasure. “You’re like that pink bunny only with razor sharp teeth. You keep going and going…”

Edward had him lift his hips and he gently pulled down his jeans. He began lapping with his tongue like a cat did at cream. David had those golden hands gently pulling on his hair. He could pull with all his might and it still wouldn’t cause him any discomfort. His hair was soft as silk, but strong as steel. He licked circles around the newly hardened head of the teen’s blushing pink rose. He was making the boy sweat and mewl with want. Oh, he smelled like candy. The kind you couldn’t wait to sink your teeth into when you were all alone.

“Ed,” David moaned, hissing in pleasure through clenched teeth, giving Edward’s hair a good jerk.

Edward’s eyes blazed onyx gold when he tasted a fresh fount of David’s steamy sweet seed. A vision filled his mind as he continued to suck. He could feel fear and he narrowed his eyes into poisonous amber slits.

He could see David running and he was covered in mud and grass stains. His shirt had been torn and his lip was busted. He had tears streaming from his eyes and the left one was nearly swollen shut. He was terrified and running for his life through those dark woods. He was mentally screaming for help because he was terrified of screaming out loud.

“Oh, God!” David was mentally screaming in agony, holding his side as he ran in horror. “Help me! Mommy!”

Edward pulled away from him with a snarling hiss and was consumed with rage. It was boiling and racing through his icy veins like magma. He hovered over David, and pulled the panting teen into his arms, holding him tight. He could see into his mind as if someone had thrown the vault door wide open.

He probed his mind, looking for a name, searching for a face. He would kill the sick fuck that had dared to hurt his David. He would rip off the hand that dared to strike his Beloved Thorn and beat him into a bloody pile of shit with it. He would tear out the bastard’s tongue and bitch slap his head off his neck with it. He would pull every tooth from the prick’s head and grind them into his cock sack.

The door to David’s mind suddenly slammed shut, causing him to snarl again. Oh, he was going to torture that sick son of a bitch. He was going to carve off his face with his thumbnail and toss it to the first mountain lion to come frolicking along.

“Edward?”

“Who was he?” Edward asked, letting him go, grinding his powerful fingers into the mattress. He could hear the springs snapping and popping under the pressure. “Who dared to touch you without your permission?”

A door opened and David quickly pulled his pants up, telling him that he needed to hide. Edward hissed in agitation and jumped up into the air, diving down under the bed in a blur just as the door to David’s room opened.

“David?” Mrs. Thorn asked, yawning. “What are you still doing up? You have school tomorrow.”

“I couldn’t sleep,” David said and Edward glared daggers at a spider that was crawling across his hand. “Did I wake you?”

“Were you talking to someone?” She asked, walking in. Edward sent the spider on its way, looking at Mrs. Thorn’s fuzzy pink bunny slippers. Oh, yes! The woman was truly a monster. Only a demon would slaughter cute little stuffed bunnies and wear them on their feet.”

“I was talking to Edward,” David said. “He’s like a…bat.”

Edward put his hands over his mouth. That was funny, but it did nothing to cool his rage. He was going to tear the dick off a rapist whore. Oh, yes he was!

“You know the rules, young man,” she said. “No phone after ten or do I have to melt yet another one?”

Edward fought really hard not to snicker. He didn’t want her to catch and melt him. He was far too beautiful and he had a prick to slaughter. He was going to tear out his intestines, tie them to the back of his Volvo, and drag him by them until there was nothing left to drag.

“I’m sorry,” David apologized. He didn’t sound sorry at all to Edward. He liked it. “I’ll try and not do it again.”

“Uh huh,” she laughed. “I just bet you will.”

“Night, mom,” David deadpanned.

“Night, Treasure,” she chuckled, closing the door behind her with a click.

Edward waited until he could hear David’s mom crawl back into her bed. He had been too distracted earlier to hear her leave it. A mistake he wouldn’t allow to happen again.

“Ed?” David whispered, getting to his feet, turning around.

Edward snatched his ankles, poked his head out, and looked up at him with big amber eyes. “Who?”

“Someone who I thought loved me,” he said, turning his face away. “How did you…”

Edward smiled and he knew his eyes were filled with the crazy. “Can I rip off his arms and play, Smash the Screaming Head In?”

David looked down at him and Edward smiled hopefully. All he needed was a name. He even cocked his head to the side like a begging puppy. He only ever did that when he really, really wanted to slaughter something dead.

“You would do that for me?” David asked, putting a trembling hand to his heart.

Edward nodded. He would do that and more. He wanted to cut off random body parts while the bastard was still breathing, and feed them to the lions, tigers, and bears. Now that would give his good friend Dorothy a reason to shriek, “Oh, my!”

“Could we not talk about it, Ed?” He asked with pleading eyes. It broke Edward’s heart and pissed him off even more. “Please…”

Edward fought to swallow his lava hot rage. It wasn’t easy. But, he would try and do anything for David. That was for damn sure. “If any guy or girl so much as touches you without your permission ever again…I’ll throw my car at them.”

David smiled softly, crouching down. Edward let go of his hairless ankles, crawled out from under the bed like a large cat, and hugged him tight.

“Let’s meet at the pool tomorrow,” he said, kissing David’s smooth forehead. “Who needs lunch?”

David raised his hand. “I’m a bellowing bitch when I’m hungry.”

Edward rolled his eyes. “But, I’m only going to be in black speedos.”

“Oh,” David said. “Well, fuck food. Who the hell needs it?”

Edward snickered, and then looked serious. “I won’t let anyone hurt you ever again. I’ll bite their throats out if they even think about trying.”

David wrapped his arms tighter around him. “You really made a sticky mess in your pants, huh?”

Edward was falling even more in love. David knew how to ground and center him. Nobody could do that. “Yes,” he said, noticing it now. “And I have the culprit in custody.”

He was so fucking high. David’s seed was still on his tongue. The boy tasted of warm apple cider. He was good to go for a long while. Who needed blood when you could suck on the key which helped in creating life?

“Do you want to go home now and clean up?” David asked him.

“But, I’ve not told you my newest bedtime story,” Edward told him.

“Well,” David said, getting to his feet, helping Edward to his. “Can I change?”

Edward nodded. “Can I watch?”

Five minutes later Edward was telling him all about the great battle between the Pink Fuzzy Bunny Clan and the Purple Kung-Fu Ferret Clan. It was funny as hell. He had David laughing into a pillow. His imagination was always amazing him. It had to be because he was made of awesome.

TBC…

Please keep reading and reviewing. I am so sorry it has taken me forever to update. I am now having school finals and all that fun stuff. Thank you all so much for reading and reviewing. I hope everyone has a Happy Yule, Merry Christmas, and whatnot. Peace and Love, ya’ll!

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