DISCLAIMER: Obviously Twilight and all it's related characters belong to Stephenie Meyer, this is just a tribute. Although, who on earth doesn't WISH they had the genius to come up with this stuff?
This comes from another one of my favourite Eclipse "scenes". Keep in mind it's only my second attempt at fanfiction EVER..oh and if you like it, stay tuned because in Chapter 2...Edward returns to the tent.
Jacob slowly climbed into the sleeping bag with me, unable to hide the excitement in his face. I was about to scold him, but all objections went out the window when he actually lay down beside me. I had forgotten how incredibly warm he was. Without saying a word, I crushed my body to his. Immediately I could feel my freezing skin getting warmer and warmer as I touched Jacob.
I wondered what he was thinking. Looking up, I saw that his eyes were closed. He was also smiling. I could guess why.
"J..j..jacob…you'll be careful w..won't you?" I asked, my voice still shaking slightly. From the cold, I told myself.
"Jeez Bells, you really don't have much faith in us werewolves, do you?" he joked.
I wrapped my arms around him. "I'm just...really worried."
"About me, or Cullen?!" he seemed almost angry.
"Both of you." I countered. "Jake…what if you get hurt…what if you get killed?!"
I felt him giggling next to me.
I sighed. I was completely warm – almost too warm. But my hands were still freezing.
When I was convinced he was sleeping again, I slowly ran one of my hands down his chest. The other, rested on one of his arms. My hands were warm in seconds, but I didn't care about the cold anymore.
What if this was the last time I would ever see Jake? As confident as he was, I knew it was a possibility.
As carefully as I could, I shifted so that my head rested on his shoulder. I couldn't stop thinking about how beautiful his russet-coloured skin was. As he slept, my hands roamed all over his chest and back. Suddenly one of my hands went a little too far. I reached down, just inside the top of his pants…and his eyes shot open.
My cheeks flashed red and I moved my hand back to his chest.
Jacob appeared absolutely serious as he looked down at me.
"Bells…will you do something for me?" His face was inching closer and closer to mine.
"What is it Jake?" I whispered, nervously.
"Ask me to kiss you?"
We stared each other for what seemed like an eternity. I didn't know what to say. I didn't know if I could say what I wanted to say…
But…very soon, there was a great possibility that my Jacob could…could die!
Surely it wouldn't hurt to do this one thing for him…it couldn't be too bad.
I saw a flash of pain on Jacob's face. He must have thought I was rejecting him, because I was taking so long to reply.
He got his answer, when I suddenly moved closer and put one of my hands on the back of his head…staring at him with as much focus as I could muster.
My voice barely came out, but he understood.
"Will you…kiss me Jake?"
He didn't hesitate. His lips met mine with incredible force and passion. I was shocked at how unbelievably soft they were. Shocked, because I'd never actually experienced passion like that. Against all reason, I was kissing him back. Kissing someone like I never thought I would be able to. Suddenly Jake shifted, so that he was lying on top of me. Thankfully he was careful not to crush me or suffocate me with his intense heat (and weight).
His long hair draped over his face and I smiled as I pushed it behind his ear, so that I could kiss him properly.
All I could see, all I could feel…was Jake.
"I love you Bells…" he said quietly, his lips at my neck.
To my utter embarrassment, I felt a tear roll down my cheek. It was so painful, knowing that we loved each other…but that it would never be enough…
"I love you too Jake."
His kisses trailed down my neck, my chest, then he stopped. Eyeing the zipper on my jacket with intense concentration, he smiled.
"I don't want to make you even colder." He explained, pulling down the zipper, then pushing it back up again.
I nodded. Then, surprising myself with my own confidence, I reached down under the sleeping bag, slowly undoing my jeans and pulling them off. It was a little difficult, but I managed. Jacob seemed to take the hint, because a few seconds later his pants were gone too…only he had nothing underneath his.
I could feel how hard he was, as he rubbed against me.
"Do you want me Bella?" his hands were all over me, and his kisses became more and more passionate, if that was even possible.
"Yes!" I moaned as one of his hands slipped down the front of my underwear. I felt one of his fingers slip inside of me, rubbing me until my eyes watered…and I was begging him to fuck me. Eventually he stopped and slowly took off my underwear. I shivered as his big warm hands stroked my thigh, and other areas…
Just when I thought he was about to do it, Jacob stopped. With one hand, he gently touched my cheek…then gently traced the shape of my lips with his fingertips.
"Do you want me to…?" he spoke so quietly, his face so close to mine that I could feel his warm, soothing breath on my lips.
I nodded, and he kissed me more tenderly than he ever had before.
Finally, I felt him thrust inside of me. Slowly, at first…then faster, until we were both moaning so loud I was sure everyone outside the tent would hear it. It was better than I could have ever imagined, and after not too long we both reached our climax…with me screaming out Jacob's name.
We lay there for a long time afterwards. It seemed like hours. After we had slipped our pants back on, we just lay there in the cold, with our arms wrapped around each other. Jake stroked my hair as I rested on his chest once more. I couldn't feel the coldness any longer. I was warm. I was safe. Because of Jake…