《Twilight A Different Kind Of Love》Tree Climbing
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The blue light seeping like water, cold water, through my bedroom window marked my time to awaken.
I got up and saw that the window was open; confused I stormed over in just some white boxers and a green tee and shut it. It was freezing!
I got in the shower and contemplated what the day with Edward would be like. I smiled to myself as the warm water embraced my pale and frail body at the thought of Edward in there with me. Then I came to the conclusion, do you think he has a big dick? I know, I know I shouldn't be thinking this but it's nice to ponder.
I got out and dried my hair with a towel by moving the soft cotton over my head quickly. It dried relatively fast, yay?
Running downstairs in some normal, tight blue jeans and a brown cardigan I saw it was 8:30. Even though there was no window open down here it was still chilly! Damn was there anything good about Forks?
I gulped down some Tropicana; Charlie was in bed, sleeping, and heard a knock, an angelic tapping, at the door. Edward.
I opened the door quickly. As usual my breath was taken away. He wore a blue waterproof coat with black jeans on. His hair as per was styled magnificently, like he just walked out of a Parisian salon.
I went to say something but he immediately put his index finger lightly over my mouth, the frosty chill caressing my lips. He hushed me quietly and gripped my right hand softly and led me to his Volvo. I got in, him helping me in thinking I'd, like, fall over and bleed to death.
"Edward, why did you 'hush' me?" I laughed as he followed my in the car.
He gently stroked my cheeks, making my heart explode and my dick turn into the Empire State Building. I hid it by crossing my legs.
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"Because I'm asking the questions today." He winked and looked down at my crotch to which I went red and pushed his head to the side to look at the road.
"Head up, handsome." I just called him handsome, face-palm.
He chuckled a bit, revealing his gleaming teeth. "Yes sir."
I smiled briefly. "I'm cold."
We set off. "Well down come near me, you know how cold I am."
Oh yeah, I forgot I can't flirt with him like that, I gotta use a different tactic. "Did you do something with your hair?" I said seductively, to which I sucked at, and stroked his bronze hair.
He laughed and moved my hand onto my lap and kept it there, his hand on mine. "Why no I haven't, it's just the same as always."
I let my hand go on top of his and played with his palm. "Well it looks good."
"Silence, I'm asking the questions. I was seduced by your charm and I got sidetracked!" He said waving his finger at my and stopped the car in as usual, the middle of the forest.
We walked, his arm wrapped around my waist, into the forest. We reached a super tall tree and Edward actually climbed up it with me on his back. "You better hold on tight, spider-monkey."
I laughed slightly and he zoomed upwards into the canopy.
We were at the top, and looked all around us. On the horizon I saw Forks, and just about made La Push. The view was spectacular. Storm clouds and sun beams were everywhere, a dramatic landscape. And oddly, Edward made small talk at the dizzying heights! He had his arm wrapped around my waist though, and his body pressed against mine on a branch so I was safe.
"Okay, what's your favourite movie?" He asked, snuggling his hand under my shirt, giving me and icy jolt.
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"Um, I can't think of a film but I like Ugly Betty." We both laughed and he moved his groin into mine, I felt his semi through his jeans. I looked up at him and his lips curved into a smile, mine did too. And his body stayed that way.
"What's your favourite colour?" He flashed a smile with his eyes dazzling.
I scoffed. "Spiceberry."
His lips drew open into a shocked expression. "Me too."
"Cool," I laughed. "Next question."
"Okay," He moved his forward so it pressed against mine, his groin pulsing into mine. His arms wrapped around my waist and his lips inches from my lips. "Who do you love?" His voice was serious now.
"Um..." My voice croaked. "I don't know."
His face was serious, emotionless. His eyes pierced into mine. We stayed like that for about four hours. "It's getting late, Esto. Let's go home."
"Let's?" I said, laughing. "You live at my house now?"
"Well I've always wanted to sleep in your bed, with you." He said winking.
I smacked his arm playfully and he slapped my butt jokily. I looked over to him to see his face was wicked with joy and humour. I scoffed and ran over to him and pounced on him. He fell back, onto the pine needle ridden ground. I was on top of him, like my hand was in the car. He looked at me with compassion, such love in his eyes. Not lust but like he had found what he was looking for for a very long time. I looked back at him the same and we gazed into each others eyes. I leaned into his neck, his hands lying on my back which moved down just above the cups of my ass.
"We should go." He confirmed, but sounded like he didn't want to.
"Okay, will you be in school tomorrow?" I asked, getting up.
"Yes."
I looked down at his crotch and saw he had a hard on! It was sticking out like a knife! His face went into an embarrassed look, his mouth curling down with embarrassment. It was big from here, and I wanted nothing more than to touch it. "Well, looks like someone's up an' awake!"
He smirked. "Just because you wanna suck it!"
"No comment." We both laughed and he grabbed me in a head lock and then carried me bridal style to the Volvo.
We got in and drove off.
"So why did you have a hard on, Edward?" I asked as we were driving. I asked it mockingly yet wanted to know the answer.
He glared at me yet looked amused. "Why did you?"
My eye twitched and he laughed. "It was just morning wood!"
The sky was turning into a twilight tone. "Clearly."
"You didn't answer my question, Edward. Why did you have an erection?"
"I don't know." He said, barely a mumble.
"Yes you do..."
"Because..." I looked at him deeply. "Because I was near you, Esto!" He blurted this out.
I looked down then, not at him. I could see out the corner of my eye he was looking at me, for my reaction, but my face was shrouded. I couldn't respond, my heart was soaring and my brain was shocked.
I finally looked up to his shocked face, awaiting my expression. I stroked his chin. "Same with me."
We stopped then, and I got out at my house.
I walked over to his window which he rolled down. He took my hand and kissed it. I felt warmth even though he was cold. I felt so elated and ecstatic. He kissed me! "I'll see you in school." He drove off.
He. Kissed. Me.
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