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Dreamer	By : StargateFanatic Category: Twilight Series > AU/AR > Slash Views: 2346 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Ok. So, this, like most everything else I write, just popped into my head the other day. So I wrote it down. I hope you like it. :)
I could possibly write it as more than a oneshot, but you gotta let me know what you think first. ;)
I also don't own Just Friends. I just made a couple of references to it.

How do you tell someone you love them with your heart and soul when they have no clue? When they don’t look at you “that” way, only as a friend, it hurts so much…you want to die, but you can’t because it might hurt them if you did.

How do I know? I’ll tell you how. I’m in love with my best friend, but that’s all I am to him—a friend. Edward could never look at me the way I do him. There’s no way, because I’m gay and he isn’t.

“Jasper!” I look up as the object of my thoughts calls my name. I had hoped he wouldn’t find me where I had hidden under the trees before school.

“Edward?” I replied. He seemed out of breath.

“I’ve been looking all over for you! I need to—”

The bell chose that moment to ring.

“We have to get to class.”

“Yeah.” His face fell slightly. “Hey, you’re still coming to my house this afternoon, right?”

I don’t know why I continue to torture myself. “Of course. I told you I would.”

He breathed a sigh of relief. “Good.” We headed towards the main building of tiny Forks High. “Did you get the okay to spend the weekend?”

“When have I not been able to stay the night?” I must be masochistic or something because no one else would torture themselves so.

“Well, it’s an entire weekend. Doesn’t hurt to check. Anything could happen.” He smiled one last time at me before we went separate ways to class.

I was both grateful and bitter that Edward and I had separate classes during the first half of the day. After lunch, though, everything we had was the same. Since it was senior year, I couldn’t change anything. Besides, it would hurt Edward if I did, I know he’d feel rejected, and there’s no way in hell I could do that.

I was growing anxious after lunch. I couldn’t wait to see him again, but I was also dreading this weekend. As long as we have been friends, we have never spent an entire weekend together. But when he asked…how could I say no? I mean…friends spend the weekends together…right?

Edward noticed my anxiousness and asked if anything was wrong. I just shrugged and told him I was excited. His answering beam of a smile made me forget for a moment why I was so nervous.

I couldn’t pay attention in our last classes. When Edward caught me fidgeting, he just smirked and continued taking notes.

God, what his smiles do to me…even the small ones.

At the bell signaling the end of our school day, Edward and I grabbed our books and headed to his car.

“What do you want to do this afternoon?” he asked quietly, excitement filling his voice.

Fuck you senseless. “Um…I don’t know. What about you?”

“How about we watch some movies?”

“Sure.” I wonder how he would react to my idea…

We had already watched two movies and Edward had just put in the third. I hadn’t been paying very close attention, since I was focused too much on controlling my body around Edward.

“Where are your parents?” I asked as he resumed his seat beside me. He seemed a little closer… Nah, that's just my hopeful imagination.

“They, um…left on a weekend trip this morning. They said you could stay the weekend so I wasn’t alone, or I could stay at your house.”

“So…we have the entire house to ourselves?” Oh, dear God. I won't survive.

“Um…yeah,” he replied nervously, fidgeting with the remote. “Is that okay?”

“Yeah, it’s fine.” No, it's not, you idiot. Now there's nothing to stop you from ravishing him!

Yes, there is, a little voice poppe up in my head. The loss of his friendship.

Good point.

Edward relaxed a little beside me and leaned back on the couch, his shoulder brushing mine in the process and sending a shiver down my spine. He started the movie and I leaned back beside him, craving that contact again.

I slowly became absorbed in the movie, Just Friends, since it helped me think about something other than the feel of Edward's shoulder against mine, the warmth, the pressure...

Wait...pressure?

He’s…leaning on me?

I chanced a glance at his face to see if it would give anything away, but he was seemingly entranced by the movie. The movie itself I found highly ironic to our current situation, or mine, at least.

The movie was almost over when I felt something land on my shoulder. I turned my head and found Edward’s head laid over on my shoulder. Soft snores emanated from his mouth, causing me to smile softly.

I turned off the TV as Ryan Reynolds got the girl he wanted, and gently lifted Edward from the couch. He snuggled into my neck and murmured my name.

I froze as the sensation of his breath on my neck and the sound of his breathy sigh caused my lower regions to stand up and take notice. I willed my erection away as I carefully carried Edward upstairs to his room.

As I set him gently on his bed, his arms tightened around my neck and he whimpered.

“It’s okay, Edward,” I soothed. “Everything’s all right. I’m just going to make my bed on your couch.” That’s where I always slept at his house: on the couch in his bedroom. “I’m not leaving.”

At the last of my words, he loosened his arms and I placed them gently across his stomach. I softly brushed a strand of hair out of his face so it wouldn’t tickle his nose. He sighed and leaned into my touch.

I didn’t trust myself around him, so I slowly backed away to make my bed and change into sleep pants.

It didn’t take long and I was soon lying back, staring at the ceiling.

That is, until Edward started moaning.

I sat up quickly and looked over to the bed. His head rocked back and forth and his back arched. As my eyes fell down his body, I couldn’t help but notice the prominent bulge in his jeans.

My conscience tried to tell me to leave, but my legs didn’t seem to want to cooperate.

“Please. I need more,” he moaned.

I couldn’t stay and watch my best friend have a very vocal, erotic dream, could I?

Obviously I can, since my body still didn’t move from the end of the couch.

“Please, Jasper…” My ears perked up. “…Harder.”

Holy. Hell. He's dreaming about me?!

“Jasper…please.” His hips bucked and he let out a frustrated groan.

The next thing I know, I’m sitting on the edge of his bed next to his panting body. Against my will (or maybe not), my hand reached for him and barely traced along the bulge in his pants.

I was so hard I was aching.

The gasp that my move elicited had me worried he was awake, but his eyelids never fluttered. Instead, his hips pressed up into my hand so I was cupping him gently.

I stroked slowly and he moaned louder.

“So good…please…more…”

I complied, pressing just a little more, and his breathing became erratic.

“So close… God, Jasper…so close.” He twitched beneath my hand and he cried out as he came. I let my eyes wander over his face, trying to memorize how he looked in this moment.

I kissed his forehead and moved away, knowing he would wake up soon because of the mess.

I had only been lying still for a minute or so when I heard Edward roll over and curse.

“Shit! That’s disgusting…”

I sat up and looked over at him, acting as if I didn’t know what was wrong. “What’s going on?”

He turned on his lamp and I could see the blush blooming on his cheeks. “Uh…well, I…uh… I had a…”

“A what?”

“A wet dream,” he muttered softly, ducking his head in embarrassment.

He quickly escaped to the bathroom and turned on the shower. I internally berated myself while I sat on my makeshift bed.

Why did I do that again?

Because he was dreaming about you and you know it.

Edward came back to his room in a towel, effectively interrupting my thoughts.

“I forgot pajamas,” he murmured sheepishly. I stared openly at his back and how the muscles of his ass moved.

I made my move, as I couldn’t hold back anymore.

I walked up behind him, wrapped my arms around his waist, and pressed my cock against his ass.

“What were you dreaming about, Edward?” I purred into his ear. He froze in my arms, his spine stiffening after a shudder or shiver went through his body. My hands loosened and I stepped back.

Slowly, he turned to face me, his expression inscrutable. I gulped, but didn’t turn away, ready to face the consequences of my actions.

“Do you really want to know, Jasper?” he asked quietly. I was so used to being able to tell what he was feeling, but this…expressionless voice and mask of a face… It threw me for a loop.

I gulped again and nodded.

“Are you sure?” A hint of nervousness was evident now.

“Yes.” My voice was firm and unwavering, for which I was thankful.

“I was…” His voice failed for a moment, but he cleared his throat and tried again. “You.” His eyes met mine again and I was lost in their emerald depths. “I was dreaming of you, Jasper.”

“What about me?” I managed to ask.

“You were… You were fucking me.” His last words were so quiet that I almost didn’t hear them, but when my brain registered, I nearly came in my boxers.

He wants me!

…Doesn’t he?

“What do you want, Edward?” I questioned softly, stepping forward and pressing my palm to his cheek.

“You.” His intense eyes burned into mine.

I leaned forward and did something I had been waiting a long time to do: I pressed a gentle kiss to his surprisingly soft lips. He leaned into my touch, but I pulled my mouth away to watch him. I brushed a thumb over his bottom lip as he closed his eyes and sighed.

“Just so you know, Edward, I’m not going to rush you. I swear.”

“What if I want you to?”

I groaned. “You can’t tempt me like that.”

“I’m not teasing, Jasper.” He wrapped his arms around my neck. My hands immediately went to the small of his back as he stepped flush with me. “I want you,” he whispered.

Before I could respond, his lips were on mine. His tongue traced my lip and I moaned, opening my mouth readily to him.

He pulled away too soon, in my opinion.

“God, Edward, I’ve wanted you for so long. Not just your body. Everything.”

“You have me, mind and body.” His eyes searched mine. “Make my dream come true, Jasper. Please?”

I groaned and reclaimed his lips, letting my hands slip down to his ass and squeeze him closer. He ground his hips into mine, causing me to moan obscenely.

Something nagged at the back of my mind while I kissed the object of many of my fantasies. I pulled back reluctantly.

“Edward, I have to tell you something,” I murmured.

A flash of rejection burst across his features before he tamped it down. “What is it?” he asked calmly.

“Promise not to hate me?”

“I could never hate you, Jasper.” The sincerity in his voice gave me the courage to continue.

“You didn’t… You didn’t have a wet dream, Edward.”

“What do you mean?”

My face flushed red. “I helped.” I didn’t look away, though I wanted to. “I shouldn’t have without your permission. Can you forgive me?”

A small smile crossed his face. “I knew it felt too good to be a dream.” And in that moment, when he wrapped his arms back around me, I knew I was forgiven.

“Thank you,” I whispered, nuzzling his cheek.

“Mmm,” he hummed, nipping at my ear. “I want you, Jasper.” His tone was low and husky, and it made me impossibly harder.

“You have me, darlin’.”

His eyes searched mine again before he seemed to come to a decision. He pressed his lips gently to mine and pulled my t-shirt over my head. His lips descended to my collarbone and traced it with feather-light kisses.

“Edward,” I gasped. He smirked up at me and stepped back. “What’re you doing?”

He just smiled and fingered the knot of his towel nervously. Then, to my surprise, he let it drop, and all I could do was stare hungrily. His body was lean and lightly muscled, but it wasn’t his muscles that drew my eye. His cock stood proud and hard amidst red-gold curls darker than the bronze mop of hair he had always had. A drop of pre-cum beaded at the tip of his cock, and I licked my lips in anticipation of how he would taste.

I hadn’t realized how long I was staring until Edward cleared his throat. Somehow, I managed to wrench my eyes away and upward.

“Like what you see?” he rumbled, an almost cocky grin on his face.

I stepped up to him and nipped his ear. “Mmmhmm. Want me to show you how much I like it?”

He gulped and nodded. I knelt and immediately took that gorgeous cock into my mouth. His knees almost buckled.

“We better take this to the bed, darlin’.” I guided him to sit on the edge of his bed and immediately dropped back to my knees.

“Jasper,” he whimpered, his wide eyes meeting mine as I teased him with my tongue. I lapped up the pre-cum that was now flowing from the tip and moaned. He tasted like…cashews, a little salty, but with the hint of something sweet that made him taste so good.

I hollowed my cheeks and sucked him down.

“God, Jasper! I’m so close…”

I immediately pulled back, causing him to groan in frustration.

“Please…”

“What do you want, Edward? Do you want me to finish sucking you off? Do you want me to taste you again? Do you want your cock in mymouth?" He groaned. "Or do you want my cock in your ass?" He groaned louder. "Tell me, Edward... Do you want me to fuck you?"

He gasped my name and arched his back as he came across my stomach without me touching him again. I grinned at the effect I seemed to have on him.

“Naughty Edward. I didn’t get to taste you,” I whispered in his ear. I leaned back and made sure he was watching me before I swiped a finger through the—Edward's—cum on my abdomen and licked it clean. His eyes widened and he pulled me into a hard kiss. When I needed air, he kissed up my jaw to my ear.

“Are you a man of your word, Jasper?” he purred.

“You know I am.”

“Then why aren’t you fucking me yet?”

I shivered and closed my eyes momentarily. “You didn’t answer when I asked.”

“I thought me cumming just from you saying the words was answer enough.” He nibbled on my earlobe.

“Touché.”

“You’re overdressed.”

“You gonna do something about it?”

“Maybe. If you stand up.”

It was comical how quickly I stood, but Edward didn’t laugh. Instead, his fingers went to my pajama pants and pulled them down slowly, along with my boxers. I kicked them off and waited as his hands landed on my hips. His eyes traced every line of my cock, almost as if he were memorizing it.

Then, he shyly looked up at me. “May I taste you?”

“Darlin’, you can do anything you want to me.”

He smiled and hesitantly licked the head of my cock. I moaned at the realization that it was Edward giving me a blowjob. I was already so close.

“Edward…” I groaned and he pulled away.

“I don’t want you to cum yet, not like this.”

I leaned down and kissed him gently. “Then how do you want me to cum?”

“Inside me.”

I growled and closed my eyes, then laid Edward back on his bed. He crawled back until he was lying in the center and I followed, kissing my way up his chest. He was already half-hard again.

“Please…”

I could hold myself in no longer. “Condom and lube?”

He pointed at the bedside drawer. I opened it and grabbed the lubricant, but…there was no condom.

“Edward? There’s no condom…”

He stared at me in disbelief before leaning over and rifling through the drawer. “Fuck!” he exclaimed, throwing himself back on the bed. “I thought I had some in there!” he looked close to tears. Needless to say, I felt the same.

“Edward, I’m clean. Yes, I’ve had sex a couple of times, but I had a test a couple of months ago. It was negative and there’s been no…activity since then.”

“I…um…I’ve never…”

“Never what?”

He gulped and looked me in the eye. “Had sex.”

My mouth felt dry. He wants me to be his first?! “At all?”

He shook his head.

“Are you sure—” He covered my mouth with his hand.

“I want you, Jasper.” He moved his hand to the back of my neck and pulled me between his legs.

I groaned and ground our hips together. Slowly, I drifted my hands down his sides and past his balls, gently stroking across his entrance. He gasped and shivered.

“You okay?” I asked.

He nodded and pushed the lube into my hand. “More,” he whimpered.

I complied and slipped one lubed finger past his entrance. He tightened for a moment before relaxing enough that I could begin slowly pumping my finger. I leaned up to give him a gentle kiss, but he would have none of that; he grabbed my face and gave me a kiss that left me panting for air.

He bucked his hips and I took it as my cue to add another finger.

By the time I was comfortably pushing three fingers in and out of Edward’s body, he was writhing beneath my hand. I had found his prostate and teasingly brushed it a few times.

“Jasper, please,” he whined. “I’m ready. I need more.”

I really don’t want him to regret this in the morning…

“Edward, look me in the eye and tell me what you want. I don’t want you to regret anything.”

His green gaze locked with my own blue. “I will never regret anything that involves you, Jasper. I want this; I want you.” His legs wrapped around mine. “Do you want me?”

“God, yes.” I captured his lips in a crushing kiss and replaced my fingers with my lubed cock. Rolling my hips, I pushed the head inside.

He whimpered. I kissed his lips gently, soothing him.

“Jasper,” he panted as I began steadily rocking my hips slowly until our hips were flush.

I held still as I waited for him to adjust. It was agony for me not to move within the tight warmth of Edward.

He bucked his hips and wrapped his legs around mine. I groaned and thrust my hips. A gasp escaped his lips.

“More,” he breathed.

I complied, slowly pulling my hips back and thrusting forward. As I continued to thrust slowly, Edward began rocking with me.

The combination of the tight muscles around me and the fact it was Edward I was fucking nearly sent me over the edge.

“I’m so close, Edward,” I moaned.

“Harder.”

He didn’t have to tell me twice.

I snapped my hips in more forcefully and a harsh cry erupted from Edward’s throat as I brushed his prostate.

“So good. Again. Please,” he cried.

I somehow continued to hit his prostate as I thrust quickly. As I was reaching down to stroke him to completion, he came again, screaming my name.

I tried to hold out against the pleasure of him tightening around me, but I couldn’t. I came not long after, collapsing half on, half off of Edward. He didn’t complain.

“Wow,” he breathed, leaning his head against mine.

“Amazing,” I replied, burying my nose against his neck and relaxing.

“Thank you.”

“Anytime.”

“What does this mean for us, Jasper?”

“It means…” I raised my mouth to his ear and nipped it; “that I ain’t letting anyone else have you.”

“No one can have you, either.”

“I’ve always been yours, darlin’. No one’s ever really had me but you.”

His smile was so radiant I almost had to shield my eyes.

“You have no idea what that means to me,” he murmured, nuzzling against my hair.

“Mmm.” I kissed his neck and made to pull away, but he grabbed my shoulders, panicking.

“Where are you going?”

“I was just going to get something to clean us up.”

He visibly relaxed. “How about a shower?” He smirked, “We can even conserve water by taking one together.”

“By all means, let’s save some whales.” I stood, and he groaned as I pulled from him, though he quickly followed me to the bathroom.

As I turned on the water, I felt Edward’s arms wrap around me from behind.

“Do you know how sexy you look bent over like that?” he purred in my ear.

I barely repressed the shudder that ran through my body, barely quelled the fear that rose at his actions.

This is just Edward. He won’t hurt you, my mind chanted.

“Jasper? What’s wrong?” he asked, stepping away and turning me to face him.

“Nothing, Edward. I’m fine. You surprised me, is all,” I lied smoothly.

He seemed skeptical, but he just nodded and pulled me into the shower.

“How about round two?” he murmured, nuzzling under my jaw and rubbing his growing erection against me. Lord, this boy is insatiable! I moaned as he nibbled up my jaw. “Take me again, Jasper.”

“I don’t have—”

“I brought it with me.” He pulled the lube from one of the side shelves.

How the fuck didn’t I see that?

“C’mon, Jasper. Please?”

I groaned and captured his lips as I re-lubricated his entrance; he was still stretched from our first session.

“I’m ready. I need you, Jasper.”

He wrapped his arms around my neck as I lifted his hips and slipped his legs around my waist. Without further ado, I thrust up into him, burying myself in one go.

“God, Jasper.” The back of his head hit the shower wall as he panted.

“You okay?”

“Better than okay.” His gaze caught mine. “Fuck me, Jasper.”

I moaned and began thrusting hard.

“Yeah, just like that. Fuck me hard, Jasper. Do you know how damn good that feels? I came without you fucking stroking me; that’s how good it feels. Hell, Jasper, harder…”

If he didn’t stop talking like that, I was going to cum entirely too soon.

“Edward, you don’t know what you do to me…”

“Do you like me talking dirty, Jasper? Do you like me describing how good it feels to have you inside me, driving deeper and deeper?” It was as if he was reading my mind, as if he knew exactly what would push me close to the edge.

I whimpered. Where did this Edward come from? And where can I find him more often?

I buried my face against his neck, listening to all the dirty and appealing things he was whispering in my ear.

“Does me talking like this bring you to the edge, Jasper? Are you close? Are you ready to cum?”

“Fuck, yes.”

“Then cum for me, babe.” His muscles clenched around me and I came, biting down on Edward’s shoulder to muffle the loud cry that bubbled from my throat.

My knees almost buckled as I continued to hold Edward up while panting through a powerful orgasm.

I could feel Edward’s erection still pressing against my abdomen.

“I’m sorry,” I whispered, still panting.

“For what?”

“I was trying to get you off first, but I couldn’t hold out anymore.”

“Jasper, I’m fine. Actually, it’s a miracle that I’m hard after cumming threetimes, teenager or not!"

I chuckled. “Wanna go for a fourth? I didn’t get to really taste you earlier…”

I sank to my knees, slipping from him in the process, and engulfed him in my mouth. He yelped in surprise and leaned heavily against the shower wall, one hand grasping my hair tightly as I sucked him down, swallowing around the head. His eyes remained focused on mine as I gazed up at him through my lashes, sucking harder on his dick. I could feel the muscles in his ass tensin under my hands as he tried not to thrust.

I kept my eyes on his as I pulled back.

“Fuck my mouth, Edward. Let go.” With that, I wrapped my mouth back around him.

He didn’t hesitate, fisting both hands in my hair and thrusting deep into my mouth. I moaned at the sensations, relaxing my throat so he could go deeper.

Edward gasped, “I’m gonna… Oh, Jasper… so close…”

I pulled back until only the head was in my mouth. As I tongued his slit, I also cupped his balls and gently squeezed.

He cried out as his hot cum filled my mouth. His almost cashew-like taste was much stronger.

Edward sagged against the shower wall, my hands on his thighs barely holding him up. I kissed up his body until I reached his ear.

“Do you know what you taste like, Edward?” I purred, licking at his earlobe. “You taste lie cashews. A little salty, but oh.” I kissed his jaw. “So.” I kissed his chin. “Sweet.” I claimed his lips, then, and he leaned against me instead of the wall.

As his hands wove around my neck, I placed one of my hands at the small of his back and the other under his knees, carefully picking him up bridal-style.

He grunted at me, but didn’t protest as I dried us off, then carefully set him back on his bed.

He grabbed my hand as I turned to my sofa-bed.

“Where are you going?” he asked softly, trying to hide the sadness and rejection I could plainly hear.

“I was going to let you sleep.”

“Stay. Please?”

I couldn’t deny him when he pleaded me.

Quietly, I climbed into the bed beside him, pulling the covers over us as he snuggled into my side.

“I care about you, Jasper. A lot,” he whispered. “You’ve been my friend for so long, and I’ve loved you as my friend. I think I could love you as so much more.”

“Me, too, Edward,” I replied, placing a chaste kiss on his forehead. Even though I already love you...

He sighed deeply, a happy gush of air, and closed his eyes against my chest.

I followed him into sleep soon after.

I woke up with my cock pressed against Edward’s ass. Somehow we had shifted during the night so I was curled around him. I moaned as he wiggled deeper in my embrace, pressing on my cock.

“Mmm. I see you’re already up this morning, Jasper,” he purred sleepily.

I snorted at the lame pun and slid my hand down his waist until I touched his hardened cock. “Looks like you are, too.”

He laughed softly. “I don’t know how…”

“I’m just irresistible.”

He rolled over in my arms to face me. “You really are, Jasper.”

I think I might’ve blushed.

“Very. Irresistible.” He leaned forward and kissed me, ignoring the morning breath we probably both had.

When we separated for air, I grabbed his hand and pulled him up from the bed. “Let’s go get something to eat and then we can spend as much time as we want in bed.” I winked.

It was his turn to blush. “That sounds like a plan.”

I smirked and gave him one last kiss before heading downstairs.

He groaned behind me when he realized I intended to stay bare-ass naked.

I was very pleased when he appeared downstairs in the same attire, or lack thereof.

We shared teasing touches all throughout breakfast, keeping us both hard until we got back to his room.

I think we barely left the bed for the rest of the weekend.

So...what do you think? Should I write some more? Or is it good as is?
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