Title: The Edge
Author: Janine
Fandom: Twilight
Pairing: Alice/Bella
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: All characters are owned by Stephanie Meyer. I’m just borrowing them.
Summary: Alice and Bella arrive at the hotel in Port Angeles, and enjoy some quality time alone together.
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Later That Night
“This,” Bella said flopping down onto the bed with her arms spread open, “is far too extravagant,” she continued, propping herself up onto her hands so that she could see Alice, who was depositing their bags by the door.
“I was hardly going to take you to the Have-a-Nap, Bella,” Alice said grinning, stretching her lithe body before bounding to the bed as well, somersaulting onto it and rolling into Bella’s waiting arms.
“Nice,” Bella murmured as Alice settled against her.
“I have my moments,” Alice replied, grinning quickly before leaning forward to press her lips against Bella’s. “Do you need food?” Alice asked, her eyebrows scrunching together.
Despite her best efforts, Alice could never seem to figure out at what hours she needed to eat. The only time she was ever certain it was feeding time was lunch, and that was only because it was written on her timetable.
“Probably,” Bella sighed. She had been too nervous anticipating Alice’s arrival to eat dinner with Charlie, which meant that it had been almost nine hours since she had had anything to eat. She wasn’t starving, but she could feel a headache beginning to come on, and she didn’t want anything to get in the way of enjoying her night away with Alice.
“I knew it,” Alice said delightedly, “I’m getting better,” she said smugly, smiling at Bella, before rolling half on top of her and reaching over the bedside table to pick up the room service menu. “Can I pick?” she asked rolling off of Bella, turning to look at her questioningly a few moments later.
“What I have for dinner?” Bella asked smiling, though she looked kind of confused.
Alice nodded.
“I guess so,” Bella said, her smile growing as Alice grinned at her. “As long as it’s something I don’t mind eating,” she added, not wanting Alice to pick the most exotic thing on the menu just because it sounded nice and was expensive.
“Okay, sure,” Alice agreed opening up the menu, her eyes immediately beginning to scan it studiously.
Bella watched Alice closely as she looked at the menu in her hands, her eyes going over and over the selections as she bit down on her bottom lip, her eyebrows furrowed together deep in thought.
“You are too precious for words,” Bella murmured, barely resisting the urge to ruffle Alice’s hair and coo at her.
“What? Why?” Alice asked blinking, turning to face her. “Am not,” she added after a second.
“Are too,” Bella responded, giving into the urge to lean over and kiss Alice. “Why do you want to pick what I have for dinner, anyway?” she asked curiously, resting her head on Alice’s shoulder so that she could see the menu as well.
Alice shrugged, jostling Bella a little.
“I hear about food all the time, but I can’t eat any of it. So, I want to pick something that I’ve heard people talk a lot about and then watch you eat it,” Alice said as if it was the most logical thing in the world. “Do you like steak? People talk about steak a lot,” she continued thoughtfully.
Bella scrunched her face up, not quite following Alice’s thought process, but after a moment she decided to let it go.
“I do like steak, but it’s a bit heavy for,” Bella craned her neck so that she could see the clock, “ten o’clock at night.”
“Hmm, heavy,” Alice murmured, wondering how much a steak weighed. She would look it up later. “What about lobster?” she asked.
“Too messy,” Bella said shaking her head. There was no way she wanted Alice watching her fight her way through a lobster dinner. Alice sitting there staring at her while she ate was going to be weird enough without her having to wear a bib.
“What about …” Alice began, and for the next couple of minutes they went through menu items with Bella vetoing them until Alice finally frowned at her. “Are you a picky eater?” she asked suspiciously.
She sometimes heard mothers complaining to other mothers about their kids being ‘picky eaters’ when she walked through the park. From what she could discern, ‘picky eaters’ never wanted to eat what their mothers had cooked, and it apparently caused a lot of trouble at dinner time and led to chicken fingers and something called KD being bought in bulk.
“No,” Bella said, even though she knew it must have seemed like that. She just wanted something quick and light that wouldn’t leave her feeling too full, or lethargic afterwards, and Alice kept on suggesting the most extravagant meals on the menu (just like she thought she would).
“Do you want to pick for yourself?” Alice asked sounding a little disappointed.
“No,” Bella said quickly, hating to see the excitement fading from Alice’s eyes. “You can choose,” she continued, “let’s just maybe stay away from red meat and seafood,” she suggested, hoping that Alice would gravitate to the pasta or salad selections. The Springtime tagliolini sounded delicious, and the Sweet Tart Strawberry Salad also sounded great, though she doubted it would be enough on it’s own.
Alice was silent for a moment, her eyes focused unblinkingly on the menu and then she sighed.
“Well, at least I’ll get to watch you eat it,” she said suddenly, and with that she rolled to the side to pick up the phone. “Hello, yes … um, yes,” Alice said laughing into the receiver as Bella wondered how it was possible for her to have charmed the operator enough for them to be sharing a laugh. “The Springtime tagiolini, a Sweet Tart Strawberry Salad, and a bottle of champagne,” she continued, Bella’s eyes widening as Alice ordered exactly what she wanted, before she realized that when she had thought about wanting those things that Alice had probably had a vision of it. “Oh, I don’t suppose it matters very much,” Alice said laughing into the receiver again. “Yes, yes of course. I get that all the time. Thank you,” she said, and then hung up the phone.
“You had a vision?” Bella asked when Alice rolled back around to face her.
Alice nodded, leaning forward to kiss Bella’s neck, lightly, inhaling deeply as she did.
She brushed the flat of her tongue against the pale, pulsing skin, before drawing it back to flick the tip of her tongue against the flesh.
The raven-haired beauty then moaned and began to squirm against Bella’s side, her hips pressing against Bella’s thigh.
She pressed her mouth tightly against Bella’s neck and began to suck, her teeth occasionally brushing against the warm, reddened skin.
Alice could hear the blood rushing beneath Bella’s flesh, rising to the surface, the intensity of her sucking bruising the pale skin.
She felt wetness begin to pool between her legs and venom begin to pool in her mouth.
“Sorry,” Bella murmured, her fingers brushing through Alice’s hair as the raven-haired beauty shivered against her, nuzzling her neck.
Alice had just been trying to satisfy a natural curiosity and Bella thought that she should have realized that looking at the menu was a bad idea since she was bound to form an opinion about what she would have preferred to eat.
Bella’s voice was nothing but a whisper to Alice as she stopped breathing. Bella’s blood pounded beneath her lips, the sound of the pulsing crimson river droning out all of the other sounds in the room.
Alice felt her head begin to swim, and desperately closed her eyes, forcing herself to repeat one word over and over again in her head: Bella, Bella, Bella.
She swallowed compulsively trying to remove the venom from her mouth.
She would not bite. She would not bite. In her mind she chanted: Bella, Bella, Bella.
Alice pulled her head back, removing her lips from Bella’s skin.
“Don’t apologize,” Alice husked; her voice low and rough even as her chest loosened and the hunger began to abate.
She shifted her head so that it was lying on the pillow beside Bella’s, but she kept her arms around Bella’s body.
“You’re an independent woman who knows what she wants, there’s nothing wrong with that,” Alice continued teasingly, running her fingers over Bella’s cheek trying to soothe her somewhat frazzled nerves. “Really, it’s fine. I was being silly.”
“So you’re not going to watch me eat?” Bella asked hopefully.
“No, I am. It was just silly wanting to choose since I won’t know what it tastes like anyway,” Alice responded smiling at Bella before pecking her on the lips.
“You know they’re going to card you,” Bella sighed, as Alice’s hands began to trail along her side, her lips lightly brushing against her jaw.
“Mm,” Alice murmured as her cool hand slipped under Bella’s shirt, splaying itself against her abdomen. “I have,” she said, kissing Bella’s lips, “a fake I.D.,” she continued, her fingers tracing a little higher on Bella’s stomach.
“Of course you do,” Bella said, not even knowing why she asked the question.
The Cullen’s were experts at reinventing themselves and creating new identities. Alice probably had a couple of fake driver’s licenses and passports and other important identification. Somewhere in her bag there was probably a piece of paper that identified her as Sarah Mary Jones of Alma, Wisconsin.
“Be prepared,” Alice mumbled, her chest purring as she buried her face in spot where Bella’s neck met her shoulder.
“Were the Girl Scouts around when you were human?” Bella asked curiously, recognizing the motto as Alice’s thumb stroked her hip.
“I think so,” Alice said softly. She smiled against Bella’s neck, “maybe I was a member,” she continued, her tone still light though there was an undercurrent of sadness to it. “I was an adult volunteer in the 50s,” she went on, her tone brightening again.
“Really?” Bella asked pulling back to look at her. Besides Carlisle, Alice was the most social of the Cullen’s, but for the most part even she seemed to avoid casual contact with humans.
Alice nodded. “I was asked by one of my teachers to. She thought that I had sweet disposition, and that I was quite mature for my age,” Alice said laughing lightly. “If she only knew,” she sighed, shaking her head a little. “The meetings were at night so that wasn’t much of a concern, and I had pretty good control over my thirst at that point, so I thought ‘why not’,” she said smiling a little, before she sighed.
“What happened?” Bella asked, knowing that sound. It was Alice’s ‘and-then-something-went-horribly-wrong’ sigh.
“A midnight hike,” Alice breathed out sadly. “One of the girls … Betty, tripped and fell down a hill. She got herself really knocked up. She dislocated her arms, broke her leg, and she was bleeding … heavily,” Alice said, her nostrils flaring slightly as she spoke. “Luckily I was some distance away from her when the scent filled the air. When I picked it up the hunger hit so hard,” she went on shaking her head. “I started shaking and couldn’t stop from growling. Fortunately, for me at least, it was dark and nobody could see me. Everyone just thought there was a wolf in the area. They got Betty to the hospital and she was fine, but I quit after that,” Alice said forlornly. “Rose was unbearably smug about the whole thing,” she added dourly.
Bella made a sympathetic sound in her throat, and hugged Alice tightly, kissing her cheeks and then her lips.
“I bet you looked cute in your uniform,” Bella whispered softly, petting Alice’s hair as she tried to cheer her up.
“I did,” Alice confirmed, grinning at Bella when the younger girl rolled her eyes at her.
“Well at least you looked good. That’s something since I suspect you didn’t win any First Class Awards for Humility or Modesty,” Bella replied, even though she was smiling at Alice like she was the most wonderful thing on the planet.
Alice pressed her face between Bella’s t-shirt clad breasts, “…get a First Class Award for Turning You On, and a silver one for …” she muttered, she words getting swallowed up by Bella’s shirt as she burrowed in.
Bella laughed, hand moving to Alice’s head so that she could comb her fingers through her short hair.
“Wouldn’t it be easier if you just took it off?” Bella asked.
Alice lifted her head and stared at Bella for a second. Then, she smiled and reached for the bottom of Bella’s shirt, ready to pull it up when a knock sounded at the door.
It was hard to tell whose groan was more annoyed.
“Coming,” Alice called, sliding off of the bed and onto her feet, really wishing she meant it in a completely different way as she approached the door.
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“This is weird,” Bella said popping a strawberry into her mouth, her heart beating erratically as Alice stared at her mouth, which was now red with strawberry juice, and licked her lips.
“What is?” Alice asked.
Her eyes were still focused on Bella’s mouth, watching her as she chewed.
“You, watching me eat,” Bella responded after she swallowed, watching Alice’s eyes as they tracked her hand as it moved towards the small bowl of strawberries again.
“I’ve seen you eat before,” Alice commented, do doubt referring to the numerous times she had been over at Bella’s house around dinner time.
“Yeah,” Bella admitted, “but it wasn’t quite like this. Usually you’re talking to Charlie, and a game is on in the background, and you’re shifting food around your plate before pretending you’re not hungry,” she continued. “Usually there are distractions. Now, you’re just sitting there. Watching me,” she finished, breathing out the last few words.
“I could,” Alice began looking around the room, “go for a walk or something, if it’s really bothering you.”
Immediately, Bella reached across the small table, grasping Alice’s hand.
“I don’t want you to go,” she breathed out, seeing Alice’s posture relax at her words. “I guess I just don’t understand what the fascination is,” she continued, leaning back once more, popping another strawberry into her mouth.
“I don’t know really,” Alice said softly. “How to explain it,” she continued shaking her head a little. “It’s just so … normal. In a way it feels … really intimate. It’s basic, it’s primal. You need food, you enjoy it. Your eyelids flutter, you moan, your heart quickens in anticipation of the next bite,” she went on softly, her eyes focused on Bella. “It’s soft, sweet, it’s … nice,” she sighed. “I like seeing you so happy, so … content. Feeding is very different for me.”
“You get pleasure out of it too, don’t you?” Bella asked, putting her fork down for a moment, wanting to concentrate fully on what Alice was saying. Alice was much more open about her nature than Edward, but even she didn’t talk much about it.
“Yes,” Alice said, her eyes fluttering as her voice lowered for a second. “But it’s very different,” she continued sighing. “It’s violent. There’s no savoring, there’s nothing soft or sweet, or terribly nice about it. We kill,” she said forcing herself to met Bella’s eyes. “They may be animals, but we still attack them, tear into their flesh with our teeth, bleeding them dry as they struggle beneath us, twitching, as the life slowly drains from them. It’s not Sweet Tart Strawberry Salad,” Alice went on shaking her head. “Not even close.”
“You have to,” Bella said softly, taking Alice’s hand in hers again.
“Yes,” Alice said, forcing a small smile onto her face. “But it’s not beautiful. It’s not something to be shared. We don’t even like hunting with each other,” she continued. “It’s terrible, to look up and see a blood covered demonic face looking back at you, knowing that it mirrors your own,” she said shivering slightly.
“The boys,” Bella began, but Alice shook her head.
“They go together, they hunt on the same grounds, but they separate, go their own way to feed on their own,” Alice said, knowing what Bella was going to ask. “There’re no family dinners for us.”
Bella stroked the back of Alice’s hand with her thumb, hoping that the motion and the warmth of her hand would comfort her lover.
“I’m stuffed,” Bella said a few minutes later, releasing Alice’s hand as she leaned back in her chair.
“You haven’t finished your champagne,” Alice said looking at the half empty glass. She knew that most of it would go waste since she couldn’t drink any of it, but she still wanted Bella to be able to enjoy it.
“I’ve had enough,” Bella said smiling. “I want to be able to remember tonight,” she said standing up and moving around the table to stand beside Alice. She then lowered herself into Alice’s lap, smiling as Alice wrapped her hands around her waist, easily able to support her. “Besides, you don’t need to get me drunk, there’s a one-hundred percent chance of you getting lucky tonight,” she informed Alice before she leaned down to kiss her lips.
Alice smiled up at her when Bella pulled back. “Do you mean I didn’t need to buy you dinner?” she asked.
Bella shook her head, still smiling.
“Hmm,” Alice hummed, her hand moving up and down along Bella’s thigh. “Maybe I should have just taken you to the Have-a-Nap.”
Bella laughed and swatted Alice lightly on the arm.
“You said a one-hundred percent chance,” Alice reminded her grinning.
“Oh, I know,” Bella responded, smiling complacently. “That was just foreplay.”
“Oh, really?” Alice asked; her voice rising at the end of her question as a dark eyebrow arched high.
Bella nodded.
“In that case, I think I should help you work off dinner,” Alice said standing, cradling Bella easily in her arms.
And with that, she made her way towards the bed.
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Alice laughed happily, relaxing against the mattress as Bella rolled on top of her and immediately began to make short work of her clothes.
She could have easily overpowered the brunette and taken control of the situation, but she didn’t mind being manhandled by Bella, and she knew that the brunette had been anxious to get her hands on her for a while.
“We have all night, and all morning … and all afternoon, you know,” Alice said smiling, angling her head down so she could see the length of her body as Bella dragged her pants down impatiently.
Bella paused for a moment, sparing a second to look up at Alice’s face, and then she returned to removing her pants, dropping them on the ground like a hot potato a few seconds after she went back to work.
“That’s nice,” Bella muttered distractedly, not really paying attention to what Alice was saying now that her girlfriend was finally naked.
Bella shifted upwards, and pressed her lips against Alice’s cool thigh before she slowly kissed her way up to her hip. As she approached the apex of Alice’s legs, she dragged her nose over the thin fabric of her lover’s panties, inhaling deeply as she did.
As she sighed contently, Bella noticed that Alice had on a very nice (and probably very expensive) black lace V thong and she realized that Alice had probably been planning to put on a little show for her. Her haste to get her lover undressed had nixed that plan, but as Alice’s scent washed over her and Bella’s eyes fluttered closed while a shiver worked its way through her body, she really couldn’t be that upset about missing the show.
Bella moaned and pressed her face more firmly against Alice, breathing in deeply once more, liquid heat pooling between her own legs as she did.
Alice sighed, and leaned back, her fingers moving to stroke Bella’s hair.
It was still early in their lovemaking and she was still fully in control of herself, and she wanted to be able to enjoy the feel of Bella’s silky hair running through her fingers while she could. Honestly, she didn’t think she’d be able to keep it up long. She was quite as anxious to be touched by Bella as Bella was to touch her. But she was able to enjoy the gentle touch at the moment, and she would take for as long as she could because she knew that once she got too excited she wouldn’t be able to risk it anymore.
Bella groaned and forced herself to kiss her way up Alice’s stomach and between her breasts to her lips. The scent of Alice’s arousal still lingered in her nostrils, and when she pressed her lips against the raven-haired beauties, she did so forcefully, hungrily, kissing Alice as if her very life depended on their lips moving together, and Alice’s tongue being in her mouth.
Bella trembled against Alice’s body, finally tearing her lips away from her mouth minutes after they first started kissing. She kissed her way down Alice’s throat, her teeth nipping at Alice’s smooth skin between licks and kisses.
“I want you so bad,” Bella moaned, pressing the length of her body against Alice, rubbing against her helplessly, desperate to feel Alice, to be connected to her. “I’m so fucking hot,” Bell murmured, shifting against Alice, wishing for a second that she had stopped long enough to take off more of her clothes when she had been disrobing Alice. But, she had wanted to get her girlfriend naked too much, and now that Alice was naked and arching beneath her she couldn’t be bothered to tear herself away from her long enough to take off her own clothes. “Jesus,” Bella whimpered, as Alice’s leg rubbed against her own, before the raven-haired beauty wrapped her leg around Bella’s waist and bucked up into her body. “So sexy … so fucking sexy,” she sighed as her hand moved to Alice’s thigh and began to stroke it roughly with her fingers.
Alice bit down hard on her lip as Bella’s heated words registered with her. Bella very rarely swore, in fact the only times she ever heard the brunette swear was when they were in bed together and Bella was extremely aroused. Bella didn’t swear every time they made love, but sometimes, on occasion, desire would turn Bella into quite the potty mouth. And when that happened, when Bella would heatedly whisper and moan swear words as she touched her it never failed to make Alice gush.
Alice purred, and then growled. Bella’s desperate touch, her words, and the taste of blood from her own lip making were driving her crazy. She wanted to reach out, she wanted to grab Bella’s hand and direct it straight between her legs. She wanted to bend forward two of Bella’s fingers and then shove the other three inside of herself as hard as possible. She wanted to ride Bella’s fingers until she couldn’t see, or hear, or feel anything except for Bella inside of her; she wanted to ride her until she came, flooding Bella’s fingers with her pleasure as Bella’s name feel from her lips again and again.
She wanted to reach out for her lover so badly, but she stopped herself. The wild thoughts running through her head and the way her body was shaking alerted her to the fact that she was too out of control at the moment to touch Bella. She had to calm herself down, regain some control of her desire, or else she risked hurting Bella.
Resisting the urge to reach out was easier said than done however, and Alice trembled with the effort of keeping her hands to herself.
“I wanted to be…” Bella murmured, losing track of her thoughts for a second as she kissed her way down Alice’s chest, pausing for a moment to cup her breast and tease her nipple with her thumb. “Take things slower,” the brunette continued, lowering her mouth to Alice’s now hard and anxious nipple.
A ragged exhalation of air escaped for Alice’s throat. She dragged her bottom lip into her mouth and began to suck on it anxiously. She felt the tip of Bella’s tongue fluttering over her nipple and squeezed her eyes shut, automatically biting down on her lip again, releasing more blood before she began to suck on the soft, plump, crimson flesh once more.
“Can’t though,” Bella whispered a while later, Alice’s nipple slipping regretfully from her lips.
She stared at the puckered, glistening flesh longingly for a moment, wanting nothing more but to take Alice’s breast back into her mouth and nurse her until she came from it, but her earlier actions had lit a fire in her and Bella had something else that she really, really needed to take care of.
Alice opened her eyes and watched as Bella slid down her body, the sight of her lover kissing her way towards her sex arousing her greatly, as always.
She felt warm fingers brush against her hips as Bella grasped her panties and began to tug them down.
Alice lifted her legs, making it easier for Bella to pull the undergarment off and then quickly lowered them again, automatically spreading for Bella. Bella pressed a kiss to the inside of her thigh and Alice mewled, her fingers grasping the sheets desperately, her hips shifting in anticipation as Bella began to kiss her way up her thigh.
Alice hissed and then sighed as she felt the flat of Bella’s tongue drag roughly over her clit, her hands immediately fisting, clutching at the sheets beside her as if her life depended on it. She could feel her nails digging into the material as Bella began to explore her very slick folds. She didn’t think that the sheets were going to survive the night without and suspected that she was going to have to pay for replacement sheets upon check out.
Bella was delirious with the taste and smell of Alice, and lost herself in exploring the soft, wet treasure between her lover’s legs.
She loved making love to Alice no matter what they did together. Being with Alice, feeling her body against her, feeling her lips on her was always heaven. But there was something about having her mouth between Alice’s legs, about having her tongue on her most private part, about licking and kissing, and sucking and nuzzling Alice’s sex that drove her absolutely wild.
In face, sometimes, during the day, she would find herself looking over at Alice in class or across the hall and she couldn’t help but imagine walking over to Alice and dropping to her knees. She couldn’t help but imagine herself shoving Alice’s chair back or pushing her against a locker and moving between her legs, unbuttoning her pants or pushing up her skirt just enough that she had access to her. She couldn’t help but imagine herself burying her face between Alice’s legs, licking and sucking and fingering her until Alice cried out and came all over her face right there in front of everyone.
One time her fantasies had actually gotten her so worked up that she’d realized she had to ask to go to the bathroom so that she could take the edge off. That day she’d actually been in class with Alice, and had been staring at her as she fantasized, and when she had caught Alice’s eye on the way out the door, the look the raven-haired beauty had given her had almost made Bella come on the spot.
“Bella,” Alice breathed out raggedly.
Bella’s lips curved up briefly. She knew that Alice was close. There was a certain quality that her voice took on when she was approaching orgasm that Bella knew without a doubt. She lived to hear that tone.
Bella fluttered the tip of her tongue over Alice’s opening, enjoying the whimper that her lover released and the way her body twisted and strained underneath her.
Bella slipped her tongue inside of Alice, her hands moving to her hips as she did, one ineffectively attempting to steady Alice’s twitching hips as her other moved towards Alice’s sex, her fingers stroking, and circling and pinching Alice’s clit as she straightened out her tongue and began to move it in and out of her lover, penetrating as deeply as she could, slowly and methodically tongue fucking her.
Alice’s head thrashed from side to side, her fingers tearing through the thin material of the sheets that were balled in her fists.
It felt so good … she couldn’t … it was too much … fucking hell … Jesus … Bella’s tongue … she couldn’t … she was going to … she couldn’t hold back any longer … she …
Alice eyes opened wide and her lips parted in a silent cry. Her hips stilled, and then began to jerk, vibrating in Bella’s hands and against her mouth as orgasm ripped through her and she came, and came.
To be continued ...
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Date: 2008-10-09 11:03 am (UTC)