Hi there everyone! Okay, so I have decided to write this little one-shot, purely for fun, and also because I am stuck on my other story. Just as a warning, this is a femmeslash lemon, so if you don't like Alice and Bella together, then you might not want to read this. Thank you to all of you who review/favorite/alert me! You are amazing, and really make my day! *Smiles* Sorry for any mistakes I missed. Also: Big thank you to Villemo79, for the inspiration and idea, and to Can't Decode Me, for being my best friend, I couldn't ask for a better one! Again, please review! And thanks so much for reading! :) I'll stop my rambling one of these days soon, but for now, long A/N's it is.

One more thing! I don't own twilight. (Unfortunately).

BPOV

He made me so mad, so frustrated inside. It wasn't like I was this little teeny glass object, ready to be snapped in half. I mean, sure, I'm clumsy, but fragile, really?

The first part of the problem is that Edward won't have sex with me until we are married, which I can understand, but at the same time I think it is ridiculous. I want this, more than anything, want him. Is that too much to ask for? I guess so. I have begged, and pleaded, and even gave the puppy face on multiple occasions, all to no avail. I even went to the extent of seducing him, in every way possible, but that was of no use either. I used to ask myself months ago, what would it take to crack his shell? To get him to finally break down? I have now learned that it is nothing, because he won't budge with me. He says he doesn't want to hurt me, that we should wait in order to make our first time special. But then, here I come back to the fragile little fucking piece of glass.

The second problem is the fact that he won't listen to me, which really is starting to hurt. He thinks he knows everything that is best for me, everything that should be done exactly when he wants it to be. Our communication is getting worse and worse, and it kills me inside, but what am I to do about it? A relationship is a two-way street, not a one-way. If he doesn't want to talk about something with me, then that is his problem. But please, don't come crying to me when you feel like our relationship is fading. When we can't have discussions anymore as a couple, because whenever I try, I get fucking shunned.

I sat in the living room of the Cullen house, on the couch next to Rosalie, who was aimlessly flipping through the latest issue of Vogue, smacking loudly at her gum out of boredom. Edward, Emmett, Jasper, and Carlisle had all gone on a camping trip for the weekend, given that this would be one of, if not the last that they would be going on before Edward and I's wedding. This left Alice, Rosalie, Esme, and I the house to ourselves for the next three days, until they got back on Monday.

"Rosalie" Esme called clearly from the kitchen, her small voice echoing off the tall walls in the house, without much commotion.

"Yeah?" Rose responded to her mother, getting up and setting the magazine on the coffee table.

"Do you want to go to the grocery store with me? I also need to take a short trip to the mall for a present for the baby shower next weekend for our neighbors." Esme asked. She was never one to venture out on her own unless she had to, she always liked company to come with her. Alice was up in her room, doing God knows what, and I was just thinking on the couch, for what seemed like endless amounts of time.

"Yeah, why not." Rose said, grabbing her purse off the back of the bar stool.

"We will be back soon, Dear. If you need anything, obviously just ask Alice, or call me." Esme smiled sweetly in the doorway.

"Yeah, of course. Thanks Esme." I smiled back, as she and Rose headed out for a while. Now what to do? I picked up the magazine, but was soon bored, and thought it might be a good idea to go up and talk to Alice. I had been meaning to for a few days, but with everyone around, I hadn't really had much of a chance. I walked up the stairs, the fading light cream walls towering over my height, with beautiful wood frames lining them, each containing a picture of one of Esme and Carlisle's adopted kids. No matter how many times I walked around in this house, I would never get used to just how elegant and stunning it was, it could be a showcase house. Alice must have heard me come up, because my fist didn't even hit the door to knock before she was yelling at me to just let myself in. She has music playing lightly, and she was sitting on her bed, painting a clear layer of polish on her toenails.

"Hi Alice" I came and sat down next to her on her gigantic stark white bed, making the comforter squish down under my weight.

"Hey! What's up Bella?" she asked in her usual enthusiastic voice. "What's wrong?"

I don't know what gave it away to her, whether it was my silence or my facial expressions, but she immediately set down the bottle of polish, and looked at me intently.

"I just can't take it anymore, Al. I know you know what is going on between Edward and I, and my 'frustrations'." I made air quotes with my hands as I looked deep into her eyes, finally someone listening to what I had to say for once. Definitely a change from what I was used to with Edward.

"Yes, I know it, I think everyone in this house knows it. We can all tell something is off, well all of us except Edward, who seems to be blind."

"Don't forget deaf." I complained, as I leaned my head over into her arms. Alice laughed, her quiet but loud giggle filling the bedroom. She supported my weight, and rubbed soothing circles in my hair. I had never been so glad for someone to care, and to show it. It seemed like it had been ages since I had been touched anywhere, and my body was begging for more.

"Oh Alice, what am I going to do?" I asked, coming back up to look her in the face. She looked at me sympathetically.

"I don't know, I don't get what is up with his thought process. I mean, this isn't 1920 or something. People have sex all the time before marriage, and it's perfectly normal." She agreed.

"I swear Alice, you would think I would have exploded of sexual tension by now. Even the slightest touch makes me go crazy." I blushed, shocked that I was actually admitting this to her. Why was I admitting this to Alice? She'll be my sister-in-law in a few weeks for fuck's sake. This couldn't be normal. Before I had anymore time to think, her hand was on my thigh, brushing up lightly against my shorts that ended halfway down my thighs.

"Like this?" she said sexily, running her hands up and down my inner leg. I couldn't help my face from turning crimson, nor the little moan I let out at that moment.

"Alice…" I whined. "No teasing. We're not supposed to be messing around."

"Says who? A girl needs release somehow, doesn't she?" I was getting turned on by her words alone, the fire starting to burn inside me. Her hand went farther up, starting to slide inside my shorts, which were even more revealing, now that I was sitting down. I looked deep into her dark eyes, seeing happiness and hope and desire all burning with passion behind them. I could stare into those eyes all day long, and get completely lost in them. I didn't notice it, and neither did Alice I think, but soon she and I were inches apart at our faces. I could feel her hot breath on my face, fanning over the small sweat that was starting to form on my forehead. I leaned in closer, wanting, no, needing some source of connection between Alice and I. She closed the gap between us, and my lips pressed slowly against hers. They were warm and plump, working against mine. Without thinking, my hands went straight into her short, cropped hair, and her free hand came up to rest on my hip. My breathing quickened as I felt her tongue come out on my bottom lip, waiting for permission to enter. I granted it, and we were lost in the moment, passion and love taking over as our tongues fought for dominance. I was new at this, but obviously by Alice's actions, she wasn't. This made me nervous, and my heart pounded in my chest faster than it already was. I stood up with her, her taking my hand in hers. She quickly started shedding all my clothes that I had on, and I did the same for her. I stood looking at her, wondering how I could possibly be in the room with such a beautiful creature. Her face was absolutely exquisite, and her body went right along with it. She curved in all the right places, and looked absolutely stunning, standing there in front of me.

"Alice, you're so gorgeous." I came toward her, kissing her sweetly and passionately on the lips, our bodies pressed together, the connection once more.

"You want me to help you, baby?" she said through our kiss, but I could understand her perfectly.

"Fuck yes…" I trailed off, basking in the moment.

"Mmmmm…" she moaned in my mouth, her hot tongue exploring my mouth. I lead her to the bed, and she pushed me down first, and gently laying on top of me. Our bodies were flush together once more, and I groaned at the contact that made sparks fly through my body. Our kiss was deepened, and became much more heated, as Alice started to run random lines up and down my sides. I held her close to me, loving every second of the warmth that our bodies provided. She dragged her hands up and down, making bumps appear all over my skin. She broke off our kiss, and I whimpered at the loss of contact, which soon turned to a loud moan as she kissed trails over my body. I watched her, wondering what she was going to do next. Hey, I was new at this, and didn't know what I was doing. I had been going by what had felt right up until now, and that seemed to be working pretty well.

Al took both of my breasts in her hand, first squeezing them, and then putting one to her hot mouth, sucking on it. She began twirling and gently biting my nipple between her teeth, and I threw my head back in ecstasy. She switched to the other, the cold air hitting it and making me shiver.

"You have the most perfect breasts in the world, Bella." she said through sucking. I could feel myself starting to drip of wetness, and I knew that I was absolutely soaked.

"Please, don't ever stop Al." I said through pants, my breathing irregular.

"Your skin tastes so sweet, all of you tastes so sweet…" She trailed off… "I wonder what you taste like down here…" She was beginning to move down father, and was trailing kisses down the plane of my stomach as she went. Her hand went on the back of my thigh, above my knee, and she bend my leg over her shoulder.

I screamed when her warm tongue was on me, and she began licking all the way up and down my slit. I hadn't felt this good in ages, and my hips began to buck into her face uncontrollably. Every muscle in my body ceased to work how I wanted it to, and was instead taken over by pleasure.

"Mmm… even sweeter. You taste like honey, baby. And you're absolutely dripping for me. Did I do that to you?" Alice purred, licking up all my juices in a rhythm.

"God… Oh God, Alice." was all I could manage to get out, the waves of pleasure ripping through me. I could feel I was close, and my stomach muscles were contracting inside of me. I was writhing underneath Alice, and I was grinding into her face.

She started to suck on my clit gently, sending fireworks through my body. I knew I couldn't hold on for much longer, and seconds later after sucking and gentle biting, my orgasm washed through me.

"Fuck Al!" I trembled beneath Alice, unable to speak more words than that. My whole body was shaking from the intensity, and Al was licking everything that I gave her, from top to bottom. As soon as she was done, she got back up, and came to lay back on top of me. My skin had a thin layer of sweat on it, and my hair was all over my face. Alice moved the hair from off my face, and kissed me. I could taste myself on her tongue, mixed with her own taste, that was only Alice.

"Did you like that baby?" she asked sweetly, kissing me with intensity.

"I loved it, Alice, every minute. Thank you so much."

"You're welcome, it was my pleasure." She replied grinning, and turned us over so that we were both on our sides.

"Where are you going?" I questioned, wondering why she was on her side."I'm pretty sure it is your turn." I smiled at her.

"Nah, next time, I'm sure Esme and Rosalie will be home soon, and we need to get you cleaned up so no one gets suspicious." Yeah, like no one would notice the fact that I would still be sweaty and blushing. Really believable.

I thought about her words as they hit me from moments ago.

"What did you mean exactly by 'next time'?" I asked, curious. She winked at me and grinned at the same time, and got up to walk towards the bathroom.

"You'll see!" She walked into the other room. Oh, I will definitely be getting her back for that one.

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