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Between Light and Dark Part 2
Edward looked at me with such compassion in his eyes as he said,
"I love you Adin." I looked into his eyes and saw the golden honey color slightly dimmed, turning to it's hungry coal tone. I sat there thinking about what all had happened, not only did I have a boyfriend, but I lost my virginity, and the man that I gave it too was a vampiric Adonis.
"I love you too Edward."
We laid together for a few minutes before we decided to get dressed. As I slid on my underwear I suddenly felt Edwards smooth hands caressing my hips. When I lifted up, I found myself in his arms kissing his lips. He had his boxer-briefs on and was beginning to button up his shirt. He had a sultry smirk on his face and I figured two could play at this game. I reached in the front of his underwear and felt my fingers get lightly coated with the sticky sweetness that was Edward's love potion. As I pulled out my hand and proceeded to lick the nectar from my fingers, I watched in successful humor as Edward began to grow seductively.
"You shouldn't start what you can't finish."
"I didn't start it, but oh how I would love to taste your finish."
"You want to hop back into bed and test my strength?"
"As fun as that sounds, I'm already going to have some fun explaining how my bed got broken."
I didn't want to tell him, but his strength was part of him that really turned me on. When the bed broke I thought I was going to explode, and something broke inside of me as well, my cherry. I'm glad that he couldn't read my mind, because some of the things I was thinking about would've made Ron Jeremy blush.
We finished getting dressed and as Edward sat down at my drawing table I remembered the original reason why I asked Edward to ditch with me.
"Edward I was wondering if I could ask you a favor."
"Absolutely, I would do anything for you or to you, if you like."
He cocked his eyebrow at his last remark.
"Well thats not what I had in mind, we can save that for later, but I want to use your face in my renaissance painting."
I watched as his smile grew,
"Only on one condition."
"What is the condition."
I was wondering where he was going with this, and as he rose from his chair and stood in front of my painting, he appeared to be thinking. As he answered he didn't look me in the eye, but was still staring at the canvas.
"You paint yourself in the image as well."
This took my by surprise, "you want me to be in the painting with you."
"Absolutely, we are partners after all."
As Edward grabbed my hand and held it, I heard the front door close.
"Adin, you awake?"
Dan knocked on the door and as I went to open it, I felt a rush of wind from behind me. Before I opened the door, I turned to see my window open and Edward gone. I smiled to myself as I opened my door to see a stern look on Dan face.
"Did you skip class?"
I couldn't bring myself to lie to him.
"Only the last few classes, sorry Uncle Dan."
"I'm not mad that you skipped, but I just want to make sure you are okay. So what did you do?"
"I uh...hung out with Edward Cullen."
"Oh the Cullen boy, the one that saved you. You like him, don't you?"
The last part, Dan had a teasing smirk on his face.
"I do, he's sweet."
So technically I didn't lie to Dan, I just didn't tell him all the drippy details. I wanted to let Dan know that I trusted him with most of my personal lie, after all he is my Uncle. We talked in my doorway for a little bit, before I asked if he was hungry. He said that he was and so I told him that I would cook him an early dinner so that he could relax and I could start sketching.
We had steak and potatoes, I knew it was his favorite and I figure he deserved to have at least some fun in his life.
"Hey Uncle Dan."
"Yeah."
"Have you ever considered getting married?"
He thought it over for a few moments, and at first I was beginning to think that I may have stepped over a personal boundary, but when he started to speak I realized that their was a lot of buried hurt that I had unearthed.
"I was close one time, wanted to marry Sherry Tuck. We were high school sweethearts and a few day before I was going to pop the question I walked in on her and the football teams quarterback in bed together. I walked away, even as she screamed my name out the window, I just kept walking. After that I just haven't seen or met anyone. Why you ask?"
"I was just wondering. I'm really sorry to bring up the past."
"Oh, it's okay. I've buried that stone a long time ago."
As we finished up dinner, Dan went into the living room and sat down in front of the television, while I finished cleaning up. At around 11pm Dan knocked on my door, telling me that he was going to bed and that he would see me tomorrow. I said goodnight and that I loved him. As he shut his door, I shut mine as well and started to change into my pajamas.
While pulling on my black nylon shorts, I felt a set of cold hands gently grab hold of my hips. I lightly jumped as I didn't expect Edward to come back, but was glad to have him there.
"Did I startle you?"
"Not really."
I could tell by the look on his face, that he wasn't buying it.
"You were a little scared."
I lightly laughed as his crooked smile made my stomach swarm with butterflies. As I finished changing clothes, he watched me from my desk chair, seductively licking his lips every time I would look over in his direction. I walked over to him and sat on the floor, resting my head on his knee, looking into his now golden eyes.
"You fed didn't you?"
"Yes, how did you know?"
"You eyes change color."
He nodded and after that slid down from the chair and onto the floor with me. I sat there feeling his hard body against mine and from that moment I knew that I was his and he was mine. He gently leaned in to kiss my neck, while my hand traveled up his shirt, finding his erect nipple and lightly squeezing it. He moaned with his lips attached to my throat, and as I applied more pressure to his nipple he playfully nibbled across my jugular. At that moment I had a question that I wanted to ask, but was afraid of the answer.
"Edward. How would I become like you?"
He stopped and lifted his face to look me in the eye, with a serious expression on his face.
"Are you serious?"
"Yes I would like to know, how does one become a vampire?"
"Well", he took a deep breath, "Its a rather quick method really. You must be bitten by a vampire and drained completely, and just when your about to die, the vampire must transfer some of their blood into your empty veins. The change takes about twelve hours to complete."
"Is it painful?"
"That depends, if the vampire wants to cause you pain, they can drain you slowly, but if the vampire wants to drain you, to turn you, they normally would do it rather quickly, so their not endangering themselves by risking the chance of you making noise. The change as it happens knocks you out, so you don't feel anything."
"Oh okay."
We were silent for a while, before he spoke,
"Would you consider becoming a vampire?"
"I..."
I stood up and was looking at my painting, thinking about the possibility of become immortal. Imagine the work I could accomplish and the love I could experience with Edward. I turned to him after a few moments and answered.
"I would, if you would be the one to do it."
"We would have to ask Carlisle, being he's the only one I know who has done any turning, but I'm sure he would have no problem with you joining my family. That's if you really want it."
"Well I do want to be with you forever and with you, forever is a possibility. But maybe it would be best to wait until I'm eighteen and finished with high school and on my own."
"Agreed."
With that, I sat back down next to him and as we laid onto the carpet I let my hand wonder back into his shirt, while he let his wonder into my shorts. The heat radiating from my hardness, when mixed with the cold from his hand, was making my head spin. I turned to my side and started unbuttoning his shirt. When it was completely opened, I leaned down and began to suck on his left nipple. The cold skin was soothing to my tongue. Soon my sucking became kisses of passion and as those kisses traveled up to Edwards neck I looked into his eyes and I knew he could see the lust in mine. I wanted him with every inch of my body.
"Edward, I want you to be rough with me, fuck me hard."
This sort of talk never came out of me normally, but I guess it was all the pent up sexual tension that still needed to be released. There was a sort of shock that I saw in his face, but as he pushed my onto my back and climbed on top of me, pinning me against the floor the blood was rushing straight to my cock and all I wanted was to cum all over my room. I felt him tear my shorts off and as he started to unbuckle his belt, I took that opportunity to pull my shirt off. He did the same, and as the light gently hit his skin I could see some of the glistening sparkle. For some reason this heightened my libido. We started to grind into each other, as if our hips were dancing to an unknown song. When he slid his pants and underwear off and I saw his pulsating member, all I wanted was to suck on it, but Edward had other ideas for his love stick.
He placed his fingers on my lips and as I started to suck on his pointer and middle finger, I coated them well with some of my saliva. As he removed his fingers ans applied some of his own spit he began to stroke his shiny cock. With every motion, as some of the foreskin passed forward and back, I could feel my asshole waiting for its prize. He was gentle at first, but once he sank all his glory into my ass, then came the animalistic thrusts and grunts. He had my legs up on his shoulders and was sucking on my inner thigh as he rammed his dick to home plate. Back and forth...back and forth...feeling the skin on skin contact, there was nothing more thrilling and sexy. His sucking continued until a few moments at the end where he bit down and I felt the prick of his teeth break skin and the hot liquid squirt from not only my leg, but my dick as well. He made me cum, without even touching my cock. There were little specks of light in my eyes and I felt as if I was floating on a cloud. Never had I thought that I would ever ejaculate harder then my first time masturbating, but just as I blew, I realized that this was my top. Edward made me shoot my most powerful cum, since puberty, not something just anyone can do. He continued to suck until he suddenly stopped and released into my waiting hole. I could feel the shots, as if they were my own. He leaned down to kiss me and as his tongue entered my mouth I lightly tasted my own blood. I thought it would gross me out, but as I tasted the light metallic flavor, all I wanted was for Edward to fuck me again.
"So Adin, how was that?"
"You...really...don't need to ask. If there was a better word for perfect, that would be how I described what you just did to me. You are the king, my king."
"Well thank you. You are my prince."
After we got dressed I started sketching in Edwards face. While looking into his eyes, there was still a longing to be closer and when I would stand close to him, shading or darkening a line, he would grab onto my thighs and kiss me through my shorts. I didn't get much drawing done that night, or sleep for that matter.
So there is part 2, I know it's shorted but I'm working with limited time. Thank you all for your comments, they're all appreciated....feel free to email me with your thoughts....