Pairings: Jacob/Edward, Rosalie/Bella, Paul/Emmett, Alice/Leah, Jasper/Jared, Embry/James and others
Disclaimer: Don't own
Summary: Jacob is in denial. Bella is his sister. Edward is in his mind. And apparently, according to Alice, everyone in the wolf tribe are destined to imprint on a vampire...and will also catch a case of the Gay Flu too. Yep. Jacob's in denial.
A/N1: Severely AU and Slashified...and the characters could very well be considered OOC due to the drastic change in circumstances! Don't like? PLEASE DON'T READ! ALSO! Every single pairing EXCEPT for Carlisle/Esme is uncanon.
IMPORTANT!!!! This is written for my good friend yenny2206, requested as a Christmas Gift by hogwartsvixxen. I hope you two are happy with this :)
"Do you really think Edward has a chance of topping Jake?" Bella wanted to know curiously that evening as they lay on the bed Rosalie had bought so Bella could sleep on whenever she slept over, the brunette giving the blonde a foot massage.
"Why not?" Rosalie wanted to know, nose deep in a one of those fashion magazines Bella wouldn't even go near.
The wolf paused, making a face, wondering how exactly to say this without offending her oftentimes touchy girlfriend.
The pause must have clued Rosalie onto the fact that something was afoot, before she closed the magazine immediately and put it down, moving slightly to get more comfortable on the pillows as she eyed the brunette. "You really think that just because you're wolves you'll top us all?" She scoffed, folding her arms over her ample chest. "I find that I am the dominant in this relationship."
Oh, there were so many ways Bella could get into trouble responding to that! So she went the safer route and didn't, instead focusing her attention on the tension beginning to grow in Rosalie's body.
"Are you questioning my dominance?" Rosalie glared dangerously, eyes narrowing and she yanked her foot free, sitting up. "I have you giving me foot rubs for crying out loud!"
Yes, there was that...but Bella knew that where it counted, at least for her, she was very much the dominant one. Then again, whenever they were intimate Rosalie shed this bitchy exterior she wore as a protection shield and submitted completely, and Bella had to admit that she preferred it that way. Bella could understand that after the horrors Rosalie had gone through right before her death she couldn't allow herself to look weak anymore, refused to, never allowing anyone really close...and the wolf was selfish enough to enjoy the fact that no one else had been able to get this close, that no one else knew the way Rosalie was when she submitted.
It was that possessive beast inside of Bella that purred with satisfaction when she knew that no one else saw the Rose she did, so she didn't mind letting the vampire seem the dominant one in front of everyone else.
"I hate it when you do that." Rosalie frowned, near pouting. "You start thinking and you feel like a million miles away."
"I'm right here." Bella smiled, reaching forwards and running her finger softly over Rose's thigh. "Right next to you. Always."
Rosalie's lips twitched before she stopped fighting the smile, shaking her head. "You're so corny."
"You like it." Bella began to crawl up the bed towards the eagerly awaiting vampire, finally managing to straddle her hips, fingers placing with the hem of the blonde's shirt.
"I don't..." Rosalie's breath was a gasp as Bella teased her naval.
Confident that she'd distracted Rosalie from the argument in the making, Bella swooped down and kissed her deeply.
Rosalie kissed back intensely, her hands gaining purchase on Bella's thighs, only giving a token fight for control before Bella's hand skimmed under her shirt and cupped her breast...and with a cried gasp into her girlfriend's lips Rosalie submitted immediately.
Bella smiled into the kiss as she took in deeper.
Where it mattered she most definitely was the dominant one.
They had absolutely no shame.
Jasper snorted in amusement as the smell of arousal, and the cries of passion echoed in his ears from Rosalie's bedroom. Honestly, he'd thought girls were supposed to be more conservative or something, that the thought of anyone in the house being able to hear them would...he didn't know...make them a little embarrassed...but no. Bella and Rosalie had never seemed to care who could hear or smell what was going on, and it was both amusing and a little torturous...especially when one didn't have a partner of one's own. Hysterically enough it was Edward and Jake who seemed to be the more timid ones, and as Jasper's gaze went to the shadows outside of the window he realized they most probably were about arriving at Goat Rocks right about now. He wondered how that was going, if they were excited or if they were utterly nervous.
Somehow, knowing them both, he figured the two of them were about to have nervous breakdowns.
He snorted in amusement, glad that he didn't have to be there to feel that. The tension and sexual frustration would probably have been the last little bit he'd needed to send him over the edge of insanity. He was seriously thinking he might need to spend some days hunting on his own as well just to be away from everyone and their intense emotions and just detox. The thought was tempting, so tempting, but he knew that with the tensions rising everyone would need him more than ever. Once this was over and done with he'd take a month to just get away from everyone and have a mini vacation.
The scent of sex rafted around his nostrils tauntingly.
He tightened his grip on the book he'd been pretending to read.
Rosalie cried out a plea that was answered by Bella's throaty chuckle.
Jasper's golden eyes rolled in his head in annoyance.
Suddenly the door opened, and he looked up in time to see Charlie, Paul, Carlisle, Esme, and surprisingly enough two other wolves the vampire had never seen before. One was taller and sterner looking and radiated tension...and the other...Jasper's eyes widened. He couldn't feel anything from this wolf. He was always assaulted by everyone's emotions and yet with this wolf there was like a wall around him that kept Jasper from feeling his emotions, and the vampire had to admit that while he was somewhat awed it also made him all the more uneasy.
"Jasper." Carlisle smiled, calm, tranquil, motioning for him to come over as he turned to the wolves next to him. "This is Jasper Hale, one of my adopted sons."
Putting down the book he couldn't really concentrate on, Jasper let out a little sigh as he went towards them, giving the wolves a curt nod. He didn't know who they were and he didn't trust this other wolf, the empty one. He didn't trust him at all.
"Jasper, this is Sam Uley, the Alpha of the Reservation Wolves, and this is his beta or second in command, Jared Cameron." Carlisle made the introductions.
Jasper, who really hadn't paid much attention to the names of the wolves when Alice was blurting them out the other day, just nodded curtly as well, not bothering to say anything. He was always slow to words, preferring to be silent and in the background where he could keep a closer eye on people and situations and intervene whenever needed without it being so obvious. Already he was working on Sam's tension as it rose as the scent of vampire, and the fact that he was deep in the 'enemy's territory', hit him.
Suddenly Rosalie gasped Bella's name...loudly.
Carlisle and Esme shared discreetly amused glances as four pairs of wolf eyes rose to the ceiling in unison, their wolfy-hearing (as Emmett called it) picking up the sounds...and Jasper realized the second it clicked to them because of their reactions.
Charlie was so horrified he wanted to crawl under a rock and die.
Sam was utterly flummoxed and a little disgusted at the realization that a wolf and a vampire were actually being intimate with each other.
Paul was just barely keeping himself from bursting out in laughter, and he was a little aroused at the same time.
Bella throatily whispered something extremely dirty into Rosalie's ear.
Paul couldn't help it. A loud, snorted bark of laughter escaped his lips.
Charlie paled considerably. "I can't believe-my baby-" he turned to Carlisle. "I will talk to her about...disrespecting...your house in this manner when we get home."
"Oh, please don't." Esme quickly cut in, arm around Carlisle's, expression tender. "Bella and Rosalie are soulmates, and it does not bother us in the least bit. One just learns to put on music."
"Or the television." Carlisle nodded.
Rosalie begged Bella.
Bella proved the sadist, informing the blonde that she'd need to beg a little more.
Paul was absolutely red in the face from the effort to keep from bursting out guffawing.
Unable to take this anymore, Charlie turned and stormed out of the house, muttering to himself about late night TV and how he should have installed parental control on her laptop or something of the sort.
Now that his Alpha was out of the house Paul collapsed to his knees, holding his sides as he laughed loudly.
Suddenly above went silent.
Paul laughed harder, slamming his hand into the floor a couple of times as he tried to catch his breath.
Above they could hear Bella gasping something and Rosalie complaining, while hurried footsteps could be heard going to the window...and then Bella crying in horrified embarrassment as she obviously saw her father pacing outside the window talking to himself...the man more than a little traumatized.
Carlisle turned towards Sam and offered him and Jared something to drink, which Sam politely accepted.
Jasper watched as the four ventured towards the kitchen, realizing that even though Charlie would no doubt never be the same, at least this situation had helped break the ice and shatter the tense environment.
Paul finally stopped laughing, still chuckling though, as he wiped a tear from his eyes and somehow managed to stand up. "Payback is so sweet!"
Jasper raised an eyebrow in interest at that.
"So, have Jake and Edward left already?" Paul asked, every visit he made to the Cullen house found him less the wary, alert wolf and more the at-home, eat-your-fridge-clean young man who lived to annoy Emmett.
Jasper nodded. "They should be arriving at Goat Rocks around now."
Paul patted his pockets. "I heard there's a bet."
"How?" Jasper was surprised.
"Text." Paul replied, pulling out his wallet and fishing inside before yanking a twenty. "I heard you're the bank. I'm voting wolf. And let your annoying brother know that."
The 'annoying brother', obviously Emmett, would most definitely be annoyed by this news and Paul's certainty.
"Wolves will always top vampires." Paul smirked, deeply amused. "Time he got used to that." And with that he slipped outside to go check on his Alpha, who had yet to recuperate.
Pocketing the twenty, Jasper just doubted that assurance that a wolf would always top a vampire. Jasper had always been a military man, had always been in charge, and he just couldn't ever see himself letting himself be that vulnerable. No. He just couldn't.
His gaze went to the kitchen, eyes narrowing slightly as he deliberately tried to feel everyone out...and once more that wolf came up blank.
The vampire realized then and there that he was going to have to keep an eye on that one.
Eyes flashing gold in distrust, Jasper headed towards the kitchen.
By the time they got to Goat Rocks Jake's nerves were in a bind. The drive had been filled with mindless prattle, both obviously worried and excited and a million of other emotions. They'd trekked deeper into the wilderness, as far away from anything and anyone until finally coming upon a clearing close to a river that just felt like the right place to camp. Jacob had never gone out camping before, if he'd spent the night in the woods under the stars it'd been in his other skin, and so he followed Edward's lead when it came to setting up the tent. It was mostly silent, and by the time it was finished and erect...well...Jacob was somewhat erect as well.
He kept himself on the other side of the tent, keeping it between him and Edward and hoping to the gods that he calmed down soon before he looked like some randy perve. Sure, they'd come up there to do...that...but that didn't mean that the second the tent was up their pants went down! There was supposed to be some sort of smooth transition somewhere, he was sure of it, and wasn't about to mess this up.
"I'm really glad we came out here." Edward smiled, eyeing the tent with obvious pride. "I researched how to do this and it sounded so complicated, but I wanted our camping trip to be as close to a normal one as possible, so I'm glad it worked out fine."
"Do you have to be so perfect in everything?" Jacob teased, glad said tent was between them.
"It's a gift." Edward teased back, before unzipping the little door-thing on the tent and bending down to peer inside. "It's actually quite spacious in here."
Jacob's gaze resting on that bent figure...the wolf inside of him urging him, trying to convince him that that was a mate who needed a good rutting and was presenting himself. His cock throbbed as his mind went to all sorts of places, yet all of them began with him going behind Edward and placing one hand on his back to keep him bent while the other tore at his clothes.
He was suddenly so hard it hurt.
"Why did you bring all those blankets?" Edward wanted to know, still half in the tent and half out, tempting Jacob's baser instincts. "Neither of us feel the cold."
"That was actually Bells' idea." Jacob admitted, giving his hard-on an evil little glare. "She said something about the ground being too hard and reminded me that I haven't slept out of the house in my human shape so I don't know how I'll be able to take it."
"You could always shift if its still too uncomfortable." Edward scooted completely into the tent and could be heard unfolding and fixing the blankets on the floor of the tent. "But then again you wouldn't fit in the tent in your wolf form, would you?"
"Nope." Jacob shook his head, giving a little hiss when he rubbed his thumb over himself without even thinking about it, body tingling warm and pleasurable.
"Well, unless you're secretly the male version of the princess and the pea you should be fine with the amount of blankets she had you bring." Edward sounded amused as he continued his work inside.
Jacob found himself rubbing his thumb over his erection harder, more defined, biting on his bottom lip, wondering just how soft those blankets were.
"We should probably go and hunt when I'm done here." Edward declared from within. "I'm famished."
The werewolf found himself famished as well, yet not for a kill.
He gulped. "Right. Me too."
"What do you think the others are doing right now?" Edward asked with a little laugh. "Do you think they're talking about us?"
"Most definitely." Jacob rubbed himself with the heel of his palm, eyes falling closed in pleasure as he began to throb softly.
"I read their minds, you know, while I was leaving." Suddenly Edward's voice was lower, somewhat embarrassed. "They're betting on who...uh...you know."
The fingernails of Jacob's free hand bit into his palm as the pleasure continued to build as he listened to the sound of Edward's voice.
"Not that I'm...ugh...I don't know why I just told you that." Edward sighed, sounding nervous as well, fidgeting with something by the sound of it.
The wolf inside of Jake snarled for him to go inside, tear whatever was in Edward's hands out of it, and push him to the floor.
Edward didn't say anything else, just waited in awkward silence.
Body feeling as if it were on fire, Jacob yanked his shirt off over his head and let it fall to the ground before bringing his hands to his jeans button...hesitating only a second before instead choosing to bend down and untie his boots, kicking them off of his feet, his toes making contact with the soil and seeming to somehow bring him in even more contact with his animalistic nature. He wanted to go in there and...
The wolf took in a deep breath, trying to calm himself, trying to remind himself of his earlier reasoning that just because the tent was up and now Edward was inside didn't mean they were supposed to just jump into it. He didn't know much about this sort of things, but he figured there had to be something special happen between them before the sex could begin. A dinner? A walk by the river under the moonlight? Or maybe that was just when a girl lost her virginity and not a boy? He wasn't sure, and that made him somewhat desperate and insecure.
"Why don't you go on ahead since you're so hungry?" He finally asked, tearing his hand from himself as he closed his eyes, trying to calm down. "I'll catch up."
Edward seemed to be rummaging through his bag. "That's okay, I can wait on you."
"No, I'm giving you a head start." Jacob tried for laughter, but it sounded choked even to his ears and somehow his thumb moved against his expressed commands and brushed against himself over the material of the jeans once more.
"Jacob? Is something wrong?" Edward suddenly asked, stopping rummaging in his bag by the sound of it. "Your voice sounds somewhat odd."
"I'm fine." Jacob replied a little tersely.
"You sure?" Edward didn't sound convinced, but the rummaging sound continued.
"Yep." The werewolf nodded although he knew the vampire couldn't see him.
"You'll never believe what Emmett gave me before we left." Edward grumbled, dark amusement tinting his words. "You have to see this to believe it. And he specified they were for you, by the way."
Taking a deep breath, Jacob moved on his own, going towards the front of the tent and bending somewhat painfully as he pushed the flap aside and entered. Crouching on his knees on the blankets, Jacob froze when he saw the pack of condoms, and the little bit of self-control he was exerting strained that much more.
Edward didn't seem to notice, eyeing the packets with intensity. "I didn't think to bring any. Did you?"
Jacob shook his head, unable to find his own voice.
"So I figure I can't be too annoyed at him." Edward chuckled softly before turning to finally look at Jacob, noticing he was shirtless for the first time...the wolf behind his eyes...and the hard-on straining against his half-unbuckled pants. "Oh."
Embarrassment grew inside of Jake but wasn't nearly strong enough to dull the desire that only Edward could incite in him. "Yeah."
The vampire cleared his throat, looking paler as he ducked his gaze. "What-?"
"No idea. Just am." Jacob admitted, running his hand over his hair awkwardly.
"That's...a big compliment." Edward chuckled softly to himself, obviously embarrassed as well, yet satisfied as he looked up at Jacob.
They stared at each other in awkward yet longing silence, not even their thoughts daring to break the silence, and then seemingly as one they surged forwards, lips meeting in a clumsy yet earnest kiss as they poured their desires and insecurities into it. Jacob's arms curled around Edward's waist, drawing him in closer, hissing a sound that matched the vampire's as their hardness brushed against the other's through the material of their pants.
Edward's hands rested on Jacob's chest for a moment before trailing upwards to curl around his neck, drawing himself closer and opening his mouth wider to the kiss.
Jacob's grip trailed to Edward's hips as he slowly lowered the vampire down to the blankets on the ground, never breaking their kiss.
Not much later, he blindly reached for a condom.