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Rating: M- sexuality, BDSM, slash

Pairings: Jasper/Edward


Oh my goodness, thank you for the reviews! And to the people who favored this! Honestly, this story started off as an experiment, but now that I see a lot of people are open to it, I think I shall continue! ;)

SO sorry for the long update. My life has been BEYOND hectic, and I'm just trying to tir up loose ends. And while I am sorry to say I don't know how regularly I will be able to update, I WILL finish this story, as well as my other one. You can bet your butt on that.

What you need to know for this story:

This story takes place in an alternate universe, where BDSM is the cultural norm. Due to this, male/male and female/female relationships (bisexuality basically), is completely acceptable, so 'homophobia' does not exist.

Also, vampires do NOT exist in this story. But humans do tend to live longer if they have succesful lifebonds...more on that later.

WARNING: this story is rated Mature for a reason: this will have VERY EXPLICIT sexual scenes in it, including spanking, dirty talk, sodomy (anal penetration), and other graphic lemons. You do not like? YOU DO NOT READ. Thanks.

Summary: Edward Mason has moved to a new school, and there he meets the popular, sought after Jasper Whitlock. Though he is natural sub, Edward has an attitude that keeps everyone else away...but not Jasper. Jasper makes it his personal goal to break Edward, but will Edward let him? And how does another domimant named James come into play?

This story is told through Edward's POV, in one-shots.


"What the hell is wrong with you?!" dad yelled at me, crowding me up against the kitchen wall. I glared up at him, hating him.

"Nothing except half of my DNA comes from you," I spat at him. I watched his face morph into an ugly distortion, and before I could blink, his fist had slammed into my lower jaw.

What an asshole.

"Get outta my house!" he roared. "Don't come back until you've decided to get your act together!"

I snorted, and hurried away from him. Who was he to tell me to get my act together? The bastard was a terrible Dom, and that was why my mother had left him in the first place. I could still remember the sorrowful look in her eyes when she told my dad to unclasp her collar. 1.)

The next day she was gone, and everything went to hell, then.

That was also when I decided that I'd never get married; there was no Dom in the world good enough to have me take their collar.

It was raining outside, again, and all I had on was a black hoodie and lanky blue jeans. It didn't take long for me to be entirely soaked. My entire life was soaked, seriously. We were almost done with the Bio project, and I was so glad because that meant I could get James off my back. And besides; it was a good thing I got out of the house when I did; I had to meet James at the public library in ten minutes.

Luckily, this would be the last time, after this our project would be completed.

Once I was in the library lot, I locked up my bike and proceeded inside the library. James always brought his laptop to save things on; I just brought my knowledge. (Because I'm awesome like that.)

Walking into the library, I saw the lady who was at the front dest look up and frown at my drenched appearance. I resisted the urge to give the bird, and walked up the stairs that were a little ways away from the front door; the library had three floors, and so the stair case was circular, winding up to all the floors. I was to meet James on the second.


"Aw, c'mon Eddie." James cooed, and I resisted the urge to wince. He was leaning lazily in his chair, which unfortunately happened to be next to mine. I ignored him, keeping my eyes firmly locked onto the computer screen before me.

"Seriously, let's just finish this, okay?" I asked with a sigh, running my fingers through my hair in frustration. It was a habit I'd picked up as a child, and obviously never out grew of. James gave me what I could only conclude was a calculating look, before rolling his eyes and folding his arms across his chest.

"You'll see, Eddie. I'm not some soppy Dom who lets his subs walk all over him. I guess you'll have to learn that the hard way, won't you?" he asked me casually, as if we were discussing the weather. I looked over at him, not quite keeping the incredulity out of my face.

"You make it sound like I'm your sub," I said. "And, while I am sure there is no reason for you to think we are, let me make it clear. We are not a couple. Get it? Got it? Good." I said firmly, and in a fit of anger got to my feet and stalked off towards a bookshelf. I had no reason to go over to it; I just wanted to have a moment to myself. I was overwhelmed, with my dad, this stupid assignment, and with James.

I was so wound up, my shoulders were starting to ache with tension. I looked over the spines of the books, at their titles, trying to gather some sense of calm before I walked back over to James to finish the project.

"Looks like someone could use a massage," a familiar voice said softly to my right, and my head whipped around. Damn it. Jasper.

I scowled.

"What the hell are you doing here? Stalking me?" I accused. In the back of my mind, however, I was a little flustered at the thought. Why I was flustered, I couldn't figure out, and I felt it safer not to try.

Jasper was leaning back against the bookshelf, one leg hoisted up against it, his other slanted out against the flood to hold him up. Today he was wearing a long button down black dress shirt, black jeans with a silver chain hanging from his front belt loop. His hair looked slightly unruly, as if he'd run his hands through it multiple times. For a split second, my heart studdered as I ran my eyes over him, taking him in.

Jasper raised an eyebrow, and I hated him for looking so good.

"Why? What are you going to do if I am?" he taunted.

"I'd welcome it if it meant you'd get me away from the other idiot who can't take a hint to leave me the hell alone!" I said, jerking my thumb in James' direction. Then I paused as I realized what I said.

Crap.

This time, Jasper straighted up taking his foot off the shelf. He gazed at me silently for a moment, trying to read me, I guess.

"If I get him to leave you alone for the day, you have to accompany tomorrow; there's somewhere I need to go, and it'll do you some good. We have a deal?" he said.

I heavily weighed my options; go with him tomorrow to wherever, or have to be stuck with James today?

It was a no brainer.

"Deal," I said, and Jasper held out his hand for me to shake. When I gripped his hand, a warm sensation raced up my arm, and I gasped.

What was that??

Jasper just nodded, and swiftly turned and headed over to James. I watched as he said something to James, who narrowed his eyes and looked at me. Then James nodded, said something back to Jasper, and Jasper was suddenly walking back to me.

"You're free to leave," he told me. Surprised, I gave him a brief smile, before catching myself and turning it into an indifferent look.

"Thanks," I said. Jasper didn't grin or anything. He just shrugged.

"Meet me here at the entrance tomorrow at eight. Don't be late," he said.

Just like that, he walked off.

As he did, I considered my options.

Either I just skipped out on whatever he had planned, which I would usually do and suffer the consequences, or come and see what he had in store.

It was a no brainer.

Tomorrow, at eight, I'd be here.

God, help me.


1.) The whole collar business (in this story, at least), is kind of like a wedding band; instead of getting a ring when being married, the Dom offers a collar to the sub. It is up to the sub to accept or deny. When a sub takes a collar, it is an act of ultimate submission and trust; s/he trusts the Dom to take care of them and love them, and in return they submit everything to the Dom. In certain cases, if things deteriorate, subs can have their collars Unclasped. This is similar to a informal divorce. ;)

A/N: SOOO sorry for the long update. But thank you for the reviews and your patience! ^_~ You guys are beyond awesome!