Back to the action now, hahaha.

I realized that the intro in my last chapter makes it sound like I only write about sex. I actually don't, this is just an experiment to see how far I can stretch my abilities.

And to enjoy the thought of the characters (or more accurately, the actors playing them, ahem) doing what I'm writing. :D

Enjoy!

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The air coming off the river behind Edward's home was warm. Though, the air almost always felt warm to Edward. It was late October. The trees were beginning to go bare, throwing autumnal hues into the wind like paint being slung onto the bright blue canvas of the sky.

Edward could trace the track of each leaf as it floated down to the ground. He could hear the arriving chickadees greeting the willow wrens who were leaving for their winter homes. He could feel the various of paths of the wind as they gently brushed against his skin. And yet he ignored all of this. His mind was preoccupied.

He stared across the river into the forest.

I shouldn't...

What he was about to do was wrong. It would hurt Bella if she found sighed.

It will just have to stay a secret.

He leapt across the river and began running, but not quite as fast as he could, giving his mind time to come up with arguments to make him stop.

It didn't.

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There was a rut beginning to form in front of Jacob's garage. He'd been pacing for the past half hour, trying to shut off his brain. He'd been focusing so much on trying to get rid of his thoughts that he hadn't realized how fast and hard he'd been stomping his feet.

I can't. He won't want to do anything again. It was a fluke, just a lapse of judgement.

Nothing he told himself seemed to work. The images of Edward's body were unrelenting. The slight glitter it gave off in the sunlight had stunned his eyes on the beach that day and he was still seeing the flashes of stars across his memory.

He had to see him. Even if it was just from a distance. He wasn't sure if he could sneak up on Edward's house without getting caught, but at this point he didn't care. He had to get that feeling again, and it couldn't wait.

He looked towards the forest. He couldn't transform or the rest of the pack would catch on.

Looks like this trip is going to be on two feet.

He bounded into the forest, his heart fluttering nervously.

After running for a few minutes he heard something in the distance.

Someone from the pack...

He continued running, listening carefully for the sound of soft wolf feet hitting the ground. And then, out of nowhere, a streak of blue flew past him. He stopped instantly and turned to look, but by the time he saw what had passed him it was no longer necessary. His sweet scent was enough.

Edward was standing there, a few meters distant, his deep blue shirt fluttering in the breeze his sprint had created, completely unbuttoned.

They stood there for a moment, neither knowing what to do. It was Edward who first relaxed his stance.

"Fancy seeing you here.", Edward chuckled and half-smiled as he walked slowly in Jacob's direction.

"Yea, what are the chances.", Jacob smiled back.

Jacob jammed his hands into his pockets to hide how much he was fidgeting, not to mention the intensifying tightness of his too-small shorts. What was Edward doing out here at the same time as him, running in the opposite direction? They were on La Push land. The beach was a different direction. There was no reason for him to be here. Except...

"So what are you doing out here?", Jacob asked the question before Edward had time to hear it in his head.

"Just... running. Staying out of the house you know.", Edward betrayed hesitation with a slight twitch.

"Ah.", Jacob betrayed disappointment with his sudden downcast look.

Then he suddenly panicked. He had just let an image of Edward's naked body pass through his mind. It was only for an instant, but it was an instant too much.

"Awfully vulgar thoughts for everyday conversation don't you think?", Edward laughed and stepped closer.

"It was an accident... Not easy to forget. I mean, well-", he was just digging himself into a deeper hole.

The torrent of inappropriate thoughts began. Everything that he had remembered and dreamed flashed instantaneously through his mind, and there wasn't one thing he could do about it. Nor was there anything he could do about the growing size of the front of his shorts.

He stared at the ground, hoping Edward would simply run away. He didn't hear his footsteps, but Edward's feet suddenly came into view on the ground near his own. Jacob looked up to see him staring him intently in the face. It was exciting, but oddly threatening. The look on Edward's face was on the verge of violence, but he was definitely not angry.

They stood there for a moment, staring. Jacob let his thoughts loose hoping that Edward would get the hint. Still, he didn't move. Jacob decided it was time to take advantage of how close they were. If it wasn't what Edward wanted then he could leave. There was no more waiting.

He moved forward until the fabric of Edward's shirt brushed against his bare chest. He lifted his hand slowly, brushing the front of Edward's slacks. Edward breathed in sharply as Jacob's hand found the button on his pants. He slid it out and slowly inserted his hand into the front of Edward's boxers. He reached down, passing through the tight coils of hair just beneath his waist until he felt Edward's dick. He grasped it gently, running his fingers along the cold flesh.

This had to happen. Now.

The zipper on Edward's slacks went quickly. The silk of his shirt slid silently off his shoulder. His body shown gently in the moonlight that was just beginning to take over from the setting sun. Jacob pushed him to the ground.

He wanted to say something. Almost as if he wanted to ask permission. But the glance that they shared communicated everything that he needed to know.

Edward was on his back and Jacob pushed his legs apart. He reach into the fly of his boxers and pulled his now hard dick out. He took it slowly into his mouth, enjoying the perfection of his taste. He worked his tongue up and down the shaft, toyed with the head. Edward was beginning to breathe harder, sharper. The skin on his thighs tightened and his toes curled. Jacob must have been doing the right things.

He slipped Edward's boxers off slowly, running his tongue up his abs slowly, relishing the flavor of his skin, the coldness. He reached down and quickly removed his own shorts, which were unable to hold his dick any longer. He reached Edward's chest, then his neck, and his ears. He kissed him hard on the mouth, their tongues wrapping tightly around each other. He dragged his body up on top of Edward's. Their temperatures equalized where their skin touched. Their cocks rubbed against each other, Jacob's pulsating with the urge to be satisfied.

He slipped it between Edward's spread legs. Edward stopped breathing. Of course, he didn't have to breathe. Jacob peered down at his face, forcing his dick up against his ass, wondering if it's what he wanted. He could only see his chin and lips, but the slight smile that appeared was enough permission as he needed.

He pushed his cock harder against Edward's tight ass, the copious amounts of precum providing plenty of lube. By the time he was halfway in Edward hadn't even flinched, so he pushed in all the way, his abs laying on top of Edward's still hard dick.

Jacob grabbed Edward's ankles and pulled them up to his sides as he began to thrust slowly and evenly. The feeling of Edward's insides was so far beyond what he had felt yesterday that he wasn't sure he could last very long at all, but he wasn't going to let up. He sped up, enjoying the absolute ecstasy of the moment. He let go of one of Edward's ankles and massaged his cock, running his fingers up and down his body. Both of them were moaning now, and Jacob at least, was sweating.

He picked Edward up. He was surprisingly heavy, but that wasn't going to stop him. Edward's face was slightly surprised as Jacob pinned him against a tree as he stood up. He pushed faster and deeper, trying to find new crevices inside Edward that could satisfy his need to explode. Edward was sighing and moaning with every breath, running his hands over every part of Jacob's body that he could reach. The bark of the tree that Edward was propped up against was disintegrating beneath the weight of Jacob's increasingly harder thrusting.

It wasn't long before Jacob lifted Edward back down, smiling at the ravaged tree that they left behind. He placed his back back on the ground. He wasn't going to be able to take it much longer. Edward was jerking off, sensing that the moment was coming soon.

Jacob spread his own legs wider, his knees digging into the dirt. He couldn't go much harder or faster than this.

"Fuck", Jacob through his head back, closing his eyes.

His breath was ragged now. The feeling of Edward's cold insides sent pleasure rattling up Jacob's cock and all through his body. He shook violently, pulling Edward further down onto his dick.

"I'm gonna cum!", Jacob pushed as he deep inside Edward as he could.

The pleasure was immeasurable. He could never put the feeling into words. He streamed hot cum inside Edward's cold insides, pushing deeper than he thought was possible. His powerful thighs shook with effort as his seemingly endless orgasm ceased.

As he pulled out, cum poured out after his pulsating cock. Edward was leaning on his elbows watching the ecstasy on Jacob's face closely.

Jacob slid down to take Edward's cock into his mouth. He sucked more intensely than he ever had before, taking Edward's huge member as far down his throat as he could. Edward moaned loudly, pushing on the back of Jacob's head, his abs tightening as he got close to orgasm.

"I'm going", Edward gasped and his hands balled into fists, grasping Jacob's hair painfully.

He felt streams of sweet cum unload into his mouth. It never seemed to stop and he didn't want it to. The taste was amazing and he was insatiable.

Jacob removed his mouth slowly, taking up every ounce of Edward's juice that he could get. He then looked up at Edward. His face was relaxed. It felt almost as if he could read Edward's mind just as Edward had always been able to read his.

They sat there for a few minutes. Jacob's heart slowed down, but didn't stop fluttering.

That was it. This was not something that he could stop. And he had a feeling that Edward felt the same.