A/N: This Southern Charm outtake was purchased by coolbreeeze in the FGB auction. Thank you for supporting such a wonderful cause! Special thanks to ICMezzo for her beta work and OnTheTurningAway for pre-reading.
05/14/2010 - 13:45, JPOV
Work and therapy appointments kept Edward and I busy when we returned from vacation. Edward was seeing Seth twice a week now, once with Carlisle and once on his own. In addition, he'd been working a couple of extra shifts while Bella was attending a conference in California. The stress of dredging up his childhood and dealing with Dr. Newton on a daily basis was starting to get to Edward, though he tried to hide it from me. Garrett kept me busy as well, increasing my workouts to help me get ready for the physical fitness test the department required before I could return to work. This morning, I left the house before Edward came home so I could attend a workshop at the station on profiling. We texted back and forth throughout the morning and I could tell by the tone of his messages that he was having a bad day. I felt helpless knowing I couldn't be there for him.
Nevertheless, I enjoyed the workshop and the chance to catch up with my colleagues. After enduring endless teasing about the length of my hair and my new boyfriend, I headed to the back of the station to clean out my locker, something neither Emmett nor I had remembered to do. Entering the combination, I opened the door to find my spare uniform hanging in the dry cleaning bag. That's when Edward's comments about seeing me in my uniform came rushing back and I had a brilliant idea. I'd surprise him. It would give us both a chance to blow off some steam and have some fun in the process. Quickly pulling out my belongings, I headed home and changed into my uniform in the garage.
Now, standing outside of our apartment, I tried to rid myself of the nerves that had taken over my body. I couldn't fuckin' believe I was actually goin' to do this. I must be out of my fuckin' mind…or so damn in love with the man on the other side of the door that I'd lost my senses. I'd done a lot in my 26 years on the planet, but role playing hadn't been something I'd even contemplated attempting until today. Summoning my courage, I raised my hand to knock, but before I could, old Mrs. Selkowitz from the across the hall opened her door and said, "Officer, is everything okay?"
Feeling my heart begin to pound in my chest, I turned around to face the older woman. Before I could reassure her that everything was indeed fine, she recognized me and said, "Oh Jasper! I didn't realize it was you. I thought maybe something was wrong." She looked me up and down, then smiled and added, "Don't you look adorable! I've never seen you in your uniform before. Very handsome dear. But why are you standing out here? Did you forget your key?"
Blushing and taking the excuse she'd inadvertently given me, I replied, "Thanks Mrs. S. Yes, I forgot my key. I was just going to knock and get Edward to let me in."
"Okay. I'll leave you to it then," she said. Before she closed the door completely, she popped her head out and winked. "You boys have a good time."
Trying to ignore the fact that old Mrs. S. knew exactly what I was up planning, I turned back and faced our front door. C'mon Jasper. You can do this. Edward won't think you're insane. He's the one who gave you the idea. Grow a pair and knock on the door already. Hearing the strains of ABBA music coming through the apartment wall, I knew Edward was home and most likely in the kitchen. I blew out a deep breath and pounded on the door, calling loudly, "CPD, open up!"
05/14/2010 – 9:50, EPOV
I was having a shitty day. After spending an entire shift listening to Newton bitch, I'd been more than ready to go home. Of course, nothing is ever that easy. When I'd reached Jasper's truck in the parking lot, I realized it had a flat tire. Not being mechanically inclined, I contacted AAA and waited more than an hour for someone to come put the spare on. Then I drove to a garage and had the flat fixed. By the time I finally entered the freeway, it was rush hour. As I reached my exit, the hospital called to let me know that two of the residents scheduled for tonight had food poisoning and wouldn't be in. Food poisoning my ass; they were probably hung over. I wasn't scheduled to work tonight and there was no way in hell I was going in to cover for them. After calling around and securing replacements, I finally arrived home. Eager to see my Jasper, knowing deep down that the only thing that would make me feel better now were his arms around me, I entered the apartment only to find it empty.
It took me a minute to remember that he was at work, attending a workshop or something. He'd been excited when he told me about it yesterday and I remembered smiling at the enthusiasm on his face. I wandered around the apartment, lost without him here, wondering if this is what it would be like when he returned to work. He was fairly certain he would be assigned to the day shift, which meant that our time together would be greatly reduced. Plopping down on the sofa, I patted Cletus absentmindedly as I contemplated the ways our routine would change when Jasper resumed active duty. If I missed him this much after only a day, how the hell would I handle multiple days in a row? Sighing, I turned on the TV, attempting to find something that would distract me from this train of thought.
05/14/2010 – 13:52, EPOV
Four hours, a nap, and a Top Chef marathon later, I was in the kitchen trying out a new cake recipe. Jasper loved sweets and I loved watching the expression of joy on his face as he ate them. Knowing he was due home soon, I pulled the cake out of the oven and walked into the living room to turn down the stereo. When I turned it on earlier, Joe Cocker's "You Can Leave Your Hat On" came blaring out of the speakers. I grinned, recalling the impromptu strip tease I'd performed for Jasper a couple of days prior. I wasn't wearing a hat or much of anything else by the time we were done, but Jasper didn't seem to mind at all. ABBA was currently playing, the only music I listened to when puttering in the kitchen. Humming along to "SOS", I was looking for the stereo remote when someone pounded on the front door, shouting, "CPD, open up!"
Fucking asshole neighbor, I thought as I quickly turned the stereo off and headed to the foyer. It was the middle of the day; he had no right to call the cops on me. Besides, the music hadn't been up that loud. I'd heard from Mrs. Selkowitz that Mr. Daniels complained about everyone, but this was the first time he'd called the cops on me. I hauled the door open, prepared to let the officer at the door know exactly how much of an asshole Mr. Daniels was. Unfortunately, the minute I caught sight of the cop standing in the hallway, I lost all ability to form a coherent sentence.
Taking advantage of my silence, Jasper placed a hand on my chest and pushed me backwards into the foyer. Stepping inside, he closed the door, smirked at me, then said, "We received a report that someone was playin' God awful seventies disco music rather loudly. Is there any truth to that statement, sir?" He leaned back against the door; his arms crossed against his chest as his body language changed to reflect the authority of his position as a police officer. I ran my eyes over him; Jasper in full uniform was a sight to behold and I felt my cock twitch in response. He'd pulled back his chin length hair into a ponytail that he'd tucked under his hat. The light blue color of his shirt made his eyes seem even bluer. He carried the look well, his rangy body filling out the uniform in the most delicious way. His eyes flashed with a mixture of amusement, desire, and love and I was lost. Swearing under my breath, I tried to look as innocent as possible and replied, "I don't have any idea what you are talking about, officer."
"Hmmm," he said, pushing away from the door. "Then you won't mind if I have a look around?"
Stepping to the side, I gestured for him to enter the apartment. He walked toward the living room and I stayed in place, admiring the way the starched pants molded to his ass. When he reached the stereo and hit the power button, the next track on my iTouch started and ABBA's "Waterloo" rang out through the speakers. Glancing over his shoulder, he arched an eyebrow at me and said, "Busted. I'm goin' to have to write you a ticket for disturbin' the peace." He thumbed through the menu and the music switched to "Lost without You" by Robin Thicke.
Fuck! He knows exactly what Robin Thicke does to me. My cock throbbed uncomfortably against the denim of my jeans and I reached a hand into my pocket to adjust myself. Catching the movement out of the corner of his eye, Jasper ordered, "Keep your hands where I can see them." Striding towards me, he pushed me up against the wall face first. Using his foot, he kicked my legs apart and grabbed my hands and pressed them against the wall above my head. "Now I'm going to have to search you for concealed weapons." I groaned as he ran his hands over my chest then up and down each leg. When his hand brushed across my erection and cupped it firmly, I pushed back against him as he muttered an expletive under his breath. Clearing his throat, he said, "This feels hard."
It seemed as if my boyfriend was in the mood to play. I decided to see exactly how far he'd go with this. "Do you think it's a weapon, officer?" I asked, rubbing my ass into the erection pressing against me through his uniform pants. "I think you might be packing heat as well," I added with a cocky grin. "Maybe we can work out some sort of arrangement?"
"Are you trying to bribe an officer, Dr. Cullen?" he murmured into my ear as he forced my body into the wall with his. "I'm not that easy to bribe. It'll have to be somethin' pretty special."
"Really? How special are we talking?" I asked, trying to fight back my smile as he nibbled my earlobe. "Do I need to get down on my knees and beg?"
"That might be a good start," he whispered into my ear. Backing away, he gave me room to turn around. I dropped to my knees in front of him. Reaching up, I unbuckled his belt and removed it, setting the equipment laden strap on the floor gently. Pulling his shirt out of his pants, I ran my fingers across his abdomen. Once I unzipped his trousers, I pushed them, along with his boxers, down to his ankles.
"Mmmm, this looks particularly delicious," I said, grasping Jasper's dick firmly in my hand. Stroking it slowly, I leaned in and nuzzled the base, feeling his fingers tangle in my hair. I ran my tongue along the underside of his erection until I reached the top. Sucking him into my mouth, I set a slow pace, wanting to draw this out as long as possible. Concentrating my attention on the sensitive head, I ran my tongue along the ridge then into the slit, lapping up the precum that had already gathered there.
"More," he moaned. "All of me."
Following his instructions, I took him in until I felt the tip of his cock hit the back of my throat. Bobbing my head, I added suction and listened as Jasper directed my actions.
"That's right, suck me," he murmured. I glanced up at him to find him watching my movements, his eyes dark with lust. "Feels so good…you love sucking my cock, don't you?"
Nodding, I reached around and grasped his ass, pulling him towards me, wanting him to lose control and fuck my mouth. Comprehending my intentions, Jasper placed his hands on the back of my head and began thrusting into my mouth carefully. Feeling his erection grow impossibly harder, I knew he was close. Trailing a finger between his cheeks, I brushed it against his entrance lightly and waited. Within seconds, Jasper cursed and exploded; his cum spilling into my mouth as I swallowed around his dick.
Rising from the floor, I pulled up his boxers and pants, tucking him back into them carefully. "How did I do, officer? Was that enough to save me from a ticket?" I asked, smirking. "You seemed to enjoy it."
"I think you have a ways to go yet," he replied, reaching down to press his palm against my hardened cock. "I'm goin' to need to do a strip search to determine what you're carryin'."
"By all means," I agreed, trying to remain serious but unable to stop the grin that was spreading across my face. "Maybe we should go somewhere a little more private?"
"Lead the way," he said, returning my smile.
I headed towards our bedroom, then stopped and looked at him over my shoulder. "Don't forget your handcuffs, baby. You might need them."
05/14/2010, 14:27 - JPOV
Jesus fucking Christ, this man was going to be the death of me. Not only did he not think I was insane, it seemed as if he was enjoying this wholeheartedly. At least, I thought he was. If the amazing blowjob I'd just received was any indication, I was pretty sure that he was just as into this as I was. And that little remark about the handcuffs? Let's just say that my dick wasn't the only thing that had been blown.
After rescuing my handcuffs from the floor, I eagerly followed Edward down the hall to our bedroom, closing the door behind us to keep the voyeuristic Cletus at bay. Regaining my composure, I watched as he stood in front of the bed. "Take off your clothes and lie on the bed," I ordered as I sat at the foot of the bed. After pulling his shirt over his head, Edward unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them off, revealing his hard cock. "Just as I thought. You're definitely carryin' a weapon," I observed with a smirk. "That's a punishable offense."
"Really? And just what are you going to do about it, officer?" he said slyly, hopping up onto the bed and lying on his back, his cock slapping up against his stomach. He reached down and began lazily stroking it, deliberately testing my limits. My eyes widened and I felt my own cock begin to spring back to life. Grabbing the handcuffs from the dresser, I climbed up on the bed and hovered over him.
"Well, first I'm goin' to put your hands where I can see them at all times," I replied, grasping his hands in mine and moving them above his head. Looping the handcuffs through a slat in the headboard, I encased both of his wrists. I checked to make sure the cuffs were loose enough not to cause any harm before leaning down and whispering in his ear, "If you are uncomfortable or they start to hurt, let me know." He nodded and I bent down to take his lips in a frantic kiss. Plunging my tongue into his mouth, I pressed my fully clothed body against his as he pushed his hips up against me. Groaning, I pulled away and got off the bed to remove my clothes.
Edward's eyes followed my actions hungrily and I deliberately slowed my movements to torture him. Tossing my hat onto the chair in the corner, I reached up and removed the tie that held my hair back from my face. I shook out the wild curls, knowing it would drive him crazy. Unhurriedly, I unbuttoned my uniform shirt and took it off. Toeing off my shoes, I unfastened my pants and pushed them and my boxers down. Standing at the foot of the bed, I decided turnabout was fair play and began leisurely stroking my cock. His hips lifted in response and I knew that he was as turned on as I was, if not more so. I'd already had a release and he hadn't.
"Do you know how fuckin' hard it makes me seein' you all spread out for me? Seein' your cock hard and ready, knowin' that you are at my mercy?" I rasped out, crawling up onto the bed to hover above him.
I laid my body on top of him, chest to chest, legs entwined. Grinding my dick against his, I whispered into his ear. "I'm goin' to make you cum so hard, babe, you're goin' to forget your own name," I promised as he moaned and strained against the handcuffs. "But first, I'm going to lick and suck every fuckin' inch of you."
I pushed myself up with my hands and began trailing open mouthed kisses across his collarbone and chest, brushing my hair across his sensitive nipples. "Fuck…Jasper!" he whined, squirming beneath me. I grinned up at him in response.
"Impatient already?" I asked. "You'd better pace yourself; I plan to take my time with you."
And I did. I caressed every inch of his luscious body with my fingers and my mouth, except I avoided his erection completely. By the time I reached his thighs, he was pleading incoherently for me to fuck him already. But I had a favor to return first. I pushed his legs up towards his chest, revealing his delicious ass to me. Spreading his firm cheeks, I exposed his entrance and began running my tongue around the sensitive tissue. "Jesus Fuck…Jasper! Oh God…OH!" he screamed out and I heard the clink of the cuffs as they pulled against the headboard.
Popping up to look at him, I said, "Like that do ya? I think you'll like this more." Returning to my position, I bit one of his cheeks gently before plunging my tongue into his entrance. Edward shrieked my name and I felt his muscles tense as cum erupted from his cock. I moved back up his body and encased his dick with my mouth, cleaning him up. Once I finished, I lapped up the cum from his stomach and chest and holding it in my mouth, moved up to kiss him. Our tongues fought each other for the salty fluid. Finally, needing air, I pulled away and laid my head on his chest.
Once the furious pounding of his heart slowed a bit, I flicked one of his nipples with my tongue, listening with glee as he moaned. "I'm not done with you yet," I said, looking up at him with a grin. Running my hand across his abs, I brushed the sensitive tip of his cock and delighted when his hips jerked up in response. Grabbing the lube and a condom from the nightstand, I began preparing him for me. Sinking two slicked fingers into his entrance, I purposefully rubbed them against his sweet spot, watching as his cock hardened once again as he fucked my fingers as best as he could considering the constraint of the cuffs.
"What are you doing to me?" he cried desperately. "Jasper, baby…please…I can't take much more."
Removing my fingers, I encased my erection in a condom and coated it with a layer of lube. Spreading his legs, I knelt between them and fitted my cock to his entrance. Ever so slowly, I sunk myself into him, enjoying the sensation of his tight warmth. Once he'd taken all of me in, I threw my head back in ecstasy, overwhelmed by how right it felt every time I was connected to him this way. Leaning forward until our chests were nearly touching, I brushed my lips against his and whispered, "I love you, Edward. More than you'll ever fuckin' know."
"I need to touch you. Please?" he whispered plaintively, yanking against the restraints. Reaching over to the nightstand, I grabbed the key and freed him from the cuffs. Once his hands were unbound, I pulled his wrists to my mouth, soothing them with gentle kisses. Satisfied that he hadn't hurt himself, I entwined my fingers with his, pushed his hands down on the bed next to his head, and began thrusting gently.
"Love you…" I chanted, growling when he planted his feet on the bed and pushed up against me as I thrust into him. He purposefully tightened his inner muscles around my cock and now I was the one screaming. "Fuck…Edward…yes!"
I spread my knees to go deeper and the change of angle insured that I hit his prostate each time I drove into him. "Yes! Right there, Jasper. Harder!" he hissed as I increased the pace. I lost track of time and space as we moved together, pushing each other towards climax. When I felt my orgasm drawing near, I tightened my grip on his hands and leaned down to catch his lips in a ferocious kiss. When he pulled my lower lip between his teeth, I let go, losing myself to the rapture of my body in his. He followed close behind and I felt the warmth of his cum between our stomachs. After removing the condom and tossing it in the wastebasket next to the bed, I collapsed on top of him, not caring about the sticky mess between us. Sighing with happiness, I kissed my favorite place under his jaw.
I felt his fingers tangle in my curls as he said, "Love you baby. Thank you for doing this for me."
"I didn't hurt you did I?" I asked uncertainly. With Edward I felt like I could let my guard down, show him all of me, even the dominant side, and know that he would still love me afterwards. The sexual encounters of my past had been pretty vanilla compared to our sex life lately and I needed reassurance that I wasn't pushing him too far, too fast.
He pushed until I lay on my side and then faced me, cupping my face in his hands. "You didn't hurt me, Jasper. I enjoyed every minute of it. I love that we can be this way together. That we can let go and lose control with each other. I've never been this way with anyone before because I've never trusted anyone the way I trust you, never loved anyone the way I love you. So don't you dare regret the way we make love to each other," he said fiercely. "Even when it's rough or when you are in control, every touch of your hand shows me how much you love me."
Choking back emotion, I wrapped my arms around him and held him tightly. "I do. I love you so much, Edward."
We lay there in silence, gently caressing and reaffirming our love for one another. Eventually, we got out of bed and after sharing a shower, headed into the living room to watch some TV. Sniffing the air, I asked, "Do I smell cake?"
"God, you are worse than Cletus," he teased. "But, yes, I did make a cake earlier. Want some?"
Nuzzling my head under his chin, I produced my best puppy dog face and replied, "If it wouldn't be too much trouble?"
"No trouble at all," he said, kissing the top of my head. Pushing me toward the couch, he added, "Find something for us to watch and I'll be back in a minute."
Turning on the TV, I flipped through the channels until I found the Food Network. I couldn't cook worth a damn but for some reason I found the shows relaxing. Besides, I knew that Edward enjoyed them. I was just about to relax back into the cushions when I heard a shriek from the kitchen and Edward's voice shouting, "God damn it! Cletus!"
Wondering what was going on, I made my way to the kitchen, nearly tripping over Cletus as he skidded past me in a dead run. Edward was standing by the island a look of intense displeasure on his face. When I reached him, I looked down to see a half eaten cake in his hands. Bursting into laughter, I said, "Apparently I need to put the cuffs on Cletus."