A/N:This was written for my dear sweet Katalina, she asked for a quiet moment where Edward played the piano and Bella danced. I added a few other details and some lemony goodness for her as well. I hope you all like it. The song is Wanted by Hunter Hayes, it's on youtube or iTunes if you'd like to hear it. I don't own Twilight or Wanted. Enjoy!

Wanted- A Metal Pointe Outtake


I stretched my legs and swung my arms. After all the years of dance for me, I certainly knew the routine to get my body limber and ready to dance. That was drilled into our heads very early on.

I heard Edward as he got Riley and Melody ready to go to Carlisle and Esme's house for the night. Riley spent last weekend with us while Carlisle and Esme went out of town for their anniversary. Edward didn't know I asked Esme to take them tonight, tonight was just for us. I had some important news to tell Edward, so I wanted a simple, quiet night with him alone.

Now, don't get me wrong we loved our kids with all of our hearts. They were just loud and rowdy and full of questions. It was too hard to get a word in edgewise between the two of them. So, I arranged for Melody to go with Riley, Carlisle and Esme.

I still had my leg up on the bar as he ambled back inside the studio; I dropped my face to touch my knee and watched Edward out of the corner of my eye. I tried to gauge his mood because I wanted to tell him at exactly the right time, in exactly the right way. It shouldn't surprise me that he came back in here with me, more often than not he wrote and played in here unless I had a class to teach and then he drifted back to his official music studio and worked. I could tell by the way he dropped down on the piano bench he was worked up slightly, and to be honest so was I. The adrenalin coursed through my body in preparation of revealing our surprise to Edward. I had no idea why he was worked up but I hoped to be able to talk to him about that tonight also. Maybe I could help him work that off and relax us both before we talked.

It was recital time at the studio so we had spent the last few months working on routines and dances for the girls, each one would do an individual dance and then a group dance as well. I was so busy with that and the costumes that I had not been able to dance any for myself. My legs felt antsy and my arms longed to feel the familiar positions again.

Edward shuffled music around at his piano and watched me, at least I felt his gaze on me. I tried to not look at him, I knew that if I did then our night would be occupied with one thing and I wanted us to be able to spend time with each other to talk and bond again, here in the one place where it all began.

I wanted him to play and me to dance.

I wanted to watch his face as he watched me dance.

I wanted to hear the love and devotion that he used as he played and sang for me.

I wanted to immerse myself in that special bond we had for a little while before I told him my big news.

"Play something for me?" I asked as I dropped my leg and assumed my ready position.

"Can I play something new for you?" he asked. I dropped my arms and looked him square in the eyes. His voice was unreadable and I wanted to check on him, to make sure this wasn't going to reduce us both to tears as he played. Because we had ended up like that too many nights to count. Something he played would bring back a memory that was too hard and before long we would fall apart together, wrapped around each other as tears flowed.

Apparently he recognized my hesitation because he laughed and started to play a few notes. It seemed happy enough. I took a few steps away from the wall and began to move to the slow cadence of the music.

"Dance for me, Princess, let me tell you how I feel about you as you dance for me, okay?" I just nodded as I moved my fingers into the graceful lines that Mademoiselle always craved, as my body began to move. Edward's rich full voice filled the empty studio.

You know I'd fall apart without you
I don't know how you do what you do
'Cause everything that don't make sense about me
Makes sense when I'm with you

Everything that's green girl I need you
But it's more than one and one makes two
Put aside the math and the logic of it
You gotta know you're wanted too

As the weight of his words hit me, I faltered. Edward had written songs for me over the years, each and every time they affected me this way. When I heard his words out loud it was too much. My heart swelled and my brain turned to mush. I had gotten better over the years of coping with them. But somehow this time felt more, with the news that our family would be expanding, with his simple words of devotion struck me deeper. I almost giggled when I realized it was probably the pregnancy hormones. I continued to dance so he wouldn't know anything was wrong. I made sure to smile when my face turned in the direction of his.

'Cause I wanna wrap you up
Wanna kiss your lips
I wanna make you feel wanted
And I wanna call you mine
Wanna hold your hand forever
Never let you forget it
Yeah I wanna make you feel wanted

Anyone can tell you you're pretty
And you get that all the time, I know you do
But your beauty's deeper than the make-up
And I wanna show you what I see tonight

I felt the tears prick my eyes as I danced. His love and devotion was too much, it was more than I deserved. It was always more than I deserved. I was a stupid foolish kid who listened to my mother and allowed her to pull me away on numerous occasions from my soul mate. From the man that knew how to comfort me in every single way, from the man who held my comfort and peace of mind even above his own.

Edward always talked about how he didn't deserve my love, when I think he got it backwards. I don't think I deserved his and I would never forget that he was my salvation in so many ways. I didn't want to be blasphemous here but Edward saved me. He gave me the reason to change all the destructive things in my life. He gave me courage to work so hard to make my life mean something more than a beautiful performance. My therapist tried to drill into my head that I should want this for myself, well fuck that, I wanted it for him. He deserved some reward for all of his hard work, he deserved a happily ever after more than I did. He fought for me, he almost died for me, I just simply sat around and shut down. He did all the work for us. I owed him.

When I wrap you up
When I kiss your lips
I wanna make you feel wanted
And I wanna call you mine
Wanna hold your hand forever
Never let you forget it
'Cause baby I wanna make you feel wanted

As good as you make me feel I
I wanna make you feel better
Better than your fairy tales
Better than your best dreams
You're more than everything I need
You're all I ever wanted
All I ever wanted

He would never have to fight that hard again; I would make sure of it. It was my turn to fight for him, to make his life easier now. To make sure he was happy, healthy and lived a life of comfort. I wanted to make him feel wanted, to use his own words.

And I just wanna wrap you up
Wanna kiss your lips
I wanna make you feel wanted
And I wanna call you mine
Wanna hold your hand forever
And never let you forget it
Yeah I wanna make you feel wanted
Baby I wanna make you feel wanted

You'll always be wanted

I picked up the slowing pace of the song and realized he was about to end it. I slowed my movements and came to rest gracefully as his words ceased. I made sure that I faced toward Edward's piano when I stopped moving. I stared directly into his eyes. I waited for him.

When he finished the song, his hands ran through his hair which showed his anxiety. He was always nervous that I wouldn't like his songs. It was his heart written on paper, there was nothing that would ever make me not love them.

"Do you like it?" he questioned. "I've had it written for awhile, I just never found the right time to play it for you, we have both been so busy lately." His head sagged showing he thought he had let me down again, this time with his schedule. I rushed to his side.

"Hey," I tugged his face up level with mine again. "We have both been busy. Its okay, I love it, so much. I can't even express in words what it does to me to hear you sing words you wrote for me. Especially that song, it was so beautiful." I kissed his full, sweet lips. "Play the chorus again?" I asked as I climbed up on the top of the piano. I wanted to face him when I sang it back to him and this was the only way I could see him while I sing. Besides, we both knew that piano sex was always on Edward's top five list of favorite activities to do, any day of the week.

His lips curled up into a satisfied smirk when he realized what I was doing and he began to play the song's chorus again. I nodded to him to sing it to me one more time, and he did. This time I watched his lips as they moved and formed each word. He was so beautiful. When his mouth halted, I took over.

I was not quite as sure as Edward when he sang it and certainly it was not as well done as his chorus but it was sung to him all the same.

And I just wanna wrap you up
Wanna kiss your lips
I wanna make you feel wanted
And I wanna call you mine
Wanna hold your hand forever
And never let you forget it
Yeah I wanna make you feel wanted
Baby I wanna make you feel wanted

You'll always be wanted

"Princess, you're so beautiful when you sing to me, hell when you do anything. I'll never stop loving you." He stood up so fast that it made me feel dizzy. I closed my eyes and waited for his almost certain kiss to be pressed to my lips. He didn't disappoint me.

His hands engulfed my face as he held me to him so tenderly, yet so forcefully. I felt his conflict inside. It was always there. He wanted to hold me so tight, but he never would because he was so afraid he would hurt me. His mouth stayed on my mine as his hands ran over my body. He made sure to touch me all over. Every single spot was rewarded with his attentions.

"Let me take these off, we've worked enough today, don't you think?" His lips ran over the top of my knee as his hands unlaced my worn, disgusting toe shoes. Those things got so nasty in such a short time. I had so many pairs but somehow or another I kept going back to my favorite pair. There was something about them that made them more special. I always felt like I danced better when I wore them. I tried to pretend that I didn't know why they were special but I did. They were the pair that Edward used to lace on for me, before it all fell apart, before I was too stupid to stand up for myself, so he left and embarked on his own journey. It was my way to hold on to him, to keep him close. So instead of throwing them out, I would hide them in my closet and pull them out only when I wanted to dance just a little bit better than I usually did. Auditions were about the only time I trusted myself to use them. Otherwise I would get too emotional and ruin the magic that surrounded them.

Now, I had Edward with me every single day, so I had not 'needed' them as much anymore, but today felt special so I pulled them out for old time sake. His hands lovingly untied and unlaced them, like always. I could close my eyes and see all the times before he had repeated this action. Tears flowed when I realized all the love he had paid to me all the years. How even at his young, inexperienced age he was strong enough to love me with the patience and understanding of a man far beyond his actual age.

When my toe shoes were discarded, his hands massaged the tired sore skin of my feet and calves. His mouth placed small tender kisses to my shoulders and neck as his hands worked. "Princess, I love you so much; let me love you, please?" I couldn't speak. Words failed me, so I nodded.

Edward picked me up and carried me with him as he locked the front door and turned out the lights, we made our way down the hall to his studio. It was away from the large open windows and it also contained a black leather couch for us settle down onto. We had made use of that couch too many times to count. Something about the action of it all made me feel young and reckless. Hell it was probably here that we conceived our little one I carried in my stomach right now. I wouldn't be surprised.

My legs were wrapped around his waist and I held him close to me, or rather myself close to him. It always seemed to be that Edward was my Sun and I rotated around him. I was okay with that.

His mouth pushed my thin straps off of my shoulders and placed uninterrupted kisses along my shoulders as he walked. I felt the cold air when it rushed over each section of skin he exposed as he slowly removed my dance clothes. My body was fully at rest on the couch, my eyes were closed and I just took in the sensations he gave me. I felt lazy and undeserving, but he sushed me when I mentioned this. He couldn't fool me, he'd gone soft and I loved it. No more punkass rocker Edward, now he was a chilled out, relaxed daddy with a soft side.

My thoughts left my head when he bent over the end of the couch and kissed my upside down face. We faced in opposite directions so it made it easy when he took my bottom lip into his mouth to suck on it. The smile on my face increased when he moved on to my nipples. His hand passed around the dark skin a few times before he leaned over and kissed those as well. I half expected him to comment on their fullness-it was no secret that Edward was a boob man- he didn't. Each nipple got a kiss and suckle before he moved on and kissed his way down to my stomach.

I couldn't help but moan. I loved to watch him worship me. The look in his eyes, he enjoyed his action and I did as well. He was always a patient and more than satisfying lover. I never walked away disappointed.

Edward took a quick glance up at me before he removed my tiny panties. I lifted slightly to help him. As soon as they were gone from his view he immediately leaned down and placed gentle kisses across my wet skin. Several light pecks before his pressure increased. His tongue peeked out to land a direct swipe across my clit and my body instantly lit on fire. This was all the fuel Edward needed as he dove in earnestly. His mouth and hands moved across my opening and I felt myself lift to greet him in greediness.

I wanted to worship him, but once again he had turned the tables on me. Tonight should be about him, so I stood to move us both I pushed his body back and removed his clothes. Rather I removed his pants, socks and shoes, Edward took care of his hat and shirt. Our mouths met in a heated kiss and I tasted a small glimpse of myself on his tongue. We both moaned at the shared moment. Never would I have thought that my own juices would taste so good, but when they were on Edward's tongue they did. When he was sucked clean of any evidence of me I stood and place myself between his legs. He dropped his back against the couch and scooted his hips closer to me. I dropped to my knees and he pulled me right back up.

"Let me turn sideways, the hard floor will hurt your knees." He placed a gently kiss on my lips and directed his body so he was laid out diagonally across the couch. He gave me enough room to maneuver as I leaned back down and took his cock into my mouth. My movements were slow and unhurried; I wanted him to feel my love and devotion. Tonight was not about speed.

I licked up one side and down the other. I made sure to wet my hand as I wrapped it around him; I applied slight pressure at his base while I sucked his head in and out of my mouth slowly. He hummed and slowly pulsed his hips upward to greet me. He never forced his way into my mouth, he allowed me to set the pace and depth. It almost seemed like an involuntary action, like his actions were no longer in his own control.

I watched his eyes as I sucked him deeper; as deep as he could go, then I slowly withdrew to lick the tip again. His hands petted my face and caressed around my ears before he pulled me away. I knew he'd lost his patience. I could see the feral look in his eyes.

"C'mere, dear God, I need to be inside of you." I flipped over onto my knees. He could go so deep when he was behind me, it allowed for slow unhurried movements. That seemed to match the mood we were both in right now. We had all the time in the world and seemed like we both wanted to use it.

Between his slick skin and my wet body, he had no trouble pushing deep inside of me right away. He pushed in as far as he could with slow unhurried strokes. I felt him stretch and mold my body to his. This never got old. I would never tire of him or his love.

I pushed back to meet him as he slid forward. His hands pulled my body open; it made me feel tighter around him. I cried out in pleasure.

"God, I love you Princess, your body was made for me, you feel so good, I love you so much." Edward tended to ramble when we made love. Today was sweet and loving, to match the love our bodies made to each other. Other times were downright dirty and so fucking sexy. That wasn't the case today and that was fine. "Turn around, baby, I want to see your beautiful face." He pulled out of me before I could even comprehend what he wanted.

I swung around and back down in his lap, we now were face to face, as close as we could get to each other. I felt every pull of his muscles as he made love to me and watched every single facial expression. The love was expressed as much in our eyes as in our actions.

"Oh God, just like that, Knight, oh yeah, like that…" I panted against his lips when he tilted his hips back and entered me at a slightly different angle. His movements were still slow, but all the more erotic as he pushed in and out. The look, the shared breaths, the connection, it all worked to push me faster to my climax. As soon as my body tightened around Edward I felt him let go as well. Our eyes locked and we watched as each other fell apart.

I remained in his lap and our fingers touched each other lazily. We were both in a serene place and it was the perfect time to tell him.

"I went for a check-up a few days ago." His nose never stopped its movement as he nuzzled my neck.

"Did the nutritionist say you were doing well, because you are, baby, you look so sexy. The weight is healthy weight and it looks good." He was so encouraging.

"I didn't see her." Now I had his attention.

"What's wrong?" His brows pulled in and his face lost all the bliss he'd previously wore.

"Nothing's wrong, I just wanted to get checked out." Edward's eyes searched mine for a few seconds and then he spoke again.

"Tell me, baby, tell me what's wrong, please, you're freaking me out a little here." His arms tightened on me and his brows pulled in even more so.

I touched his face, and soothed him. The smile I wore helped as well. "Nothing's wrong, I swear, I'm good. We're good." I left it there, to see if he would pick up on my subtle clue or not.

"We're good?" Leave it to Edward to know immediately. His face slowly morphed. "Bella…we're good, what does that mean?" He shook me slightly. "Bella, what does that mean?" His voice rose in volume and in pitch with excitement.

"Well, your baby and I are fine, it should be here in about seven more months, I'm pregnant." I waved my hands around my stomach like a game show host as Edward's eyes dropped down to stare in awe. My stomach was still flat now and should be for while, but soon we would see the tell tale bump of our growing baby inside of me. I couldn't wait. I wanted to experience it with Edward all over again. Each day with Melody's pregnancy was an adventure! Edward was in such awe with her. I loved his sweet gestures, kind words and his every growing affection for my belly.

"Oh, Bella, why didn't you tell me, I could have gone with you and helped, held your hand or something for you."

"I just peed in a cup and let them run the test, we have our first full appointment in two weeks, so you can go with me then. I would never deny you anything, I swear." I kissed his lips.

"I know you wouldn't, you are too good to me, I don't deserve you." I kissed him again.

"You're wrong, I don't deserve you." I had to make sure he knew how I felt, I never deserved him.

He shook his head as he kissed me fully again.

All those years ago, my Knight rescued me and he still does every single day.

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