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Prom Night

By: Natilie Sawada

 

A/n: Wrote this over spring break

God, I missed using a keyboard T_T

 

Inspired by a dream…lets leave it at that…

 

Was originally Bella/Edward/Emmett (in the dream) but when I woke up and started writing, I realized it would work better in a fic as Jasper/Alice/Edward

(Which I personally like better…I don't know why my subconscious gave me the first pairing o_O) Hmm…

 

Takes place in Forks, but the year before Bella moved there, so Eddy is not cheating!

But, uh, Alice kinda is…not really. It's open love people! SHARE THE LOVE!

 

Well, regardless, enjoy!

 

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Edward's POV:

 

I didn't know why Alice and Jasper couldn't just drive themselves home from Prom, I reasoned. Why did I have to go pick them up and unwillingly osmosis their lovey thoughts instead of locking myself in my room and letting myself be absorbed my screaming emo bands, which is what I would much rather be doing.

 

I drummed my fingers on the steering wheel, scanning Forks parking lot for my newest family members. I could hear the pounding bear of the final song of the night shake the ground all the way out to the pavement beneath my Volvo.

 

I didn't see why Jasper and Alice couldn't just drive themselves home, I repeated for the millionth time. It's not like they were drunk or anything—needed a designated driver.

 

Just like every other prom night in every school we had gone to, though, I ended up driving the pair home. And for this reason I knew why they made me taxi them back after prom

 

They just wanted to have sex in the backseat of my car.

 

So, as the good single brother I was to Alice and Jasper, I let them in the one place they could have fun without anyone in the family eavesdropping through the walls of our house.

 

The music ended and I almost immediately saw Alice and Jasper rocket through the doors to the school, striding quickly across the pavement. And judging by how tight Jasper's pants were and the way Alice's hands worked his forearm, I could tell this was going to be a tough night for me. They reached the Volvo quicker than I thought was safe, though after quickly sifting through surrounding minds, I found no one had even spared them a glace—focusing on the plans they had for the night.

 

They didn't so much as climb into my car as start sucking face outside the car and topple in—Jasper's foot catching the door and slamming it shut. I sighed, stepping on the gas peddle and soon we were out of the parking lot and zooming along the silent streets of Forks.

 

Alice fell on top of Jasper so they ere splayed across my backseat. But Jasper sat up, and Alice shifted with him, so she was now straddling Jasper's lap. I saw her dress hiked up to her thighs, her hips bounding on Jasper's black tux pants.

 

I tried to focus on the road (not that I needed to) through my windshield, but their thoughts everyone so often kept dragging my eyes back to the rearview mirror.

 

Oh, fuck, so good…Alice, so horney…uhn…were Jasper's incoherent mind ramblings while Alice's were slightly more collected:

 

He's so hot. God I wanna fuck him so hard, run my tongue all over him, Jasper, uhn!

 

Then the talking started. This was usually where it got painful for me.

 

“Uhn,” Jasper groaned, his hands pushing on Alice's hips. “You keep this up, Alice, honey, and I'm gonna come in my pants.”

 

“Uh, me too, Jazz,” Alice gasped. Jasper chuckled breathlessly.

 

“You're not wearing pants, darlin'…or underwear.”

 

“Judging by the feel, neither are you.” Suddenly, Alice dismounted Jasper and pulled one of his legs up onto the seat, so one was still on the floor of the car, resulting in his legs to be widely spread. She hurriedly undid his belt and zipped and pulled his pants down his hips, quickly discarding them on the floor.

 

“Those weren't a good style for your bone structure, anyway,” Alice quipped. I might've laughed if her next action hadn't made me harden tangibly.

 

When I looked into the rearview mirror, Alice's hands were on Jasper's hips, his hands in her hair, and her mouth wrapped around his cock, sucking and bobbing on him.

 

“Oh, darlin', don't stop,” Jasper groaned, his Texan accent slipping through. Jasper's breathing was labored and he ground intermittently. Through the cloud of lust and desire in his mind I managed to pick up a thought.

 

I'm the luckiest damn bastard that ever lived.

 

Apparently Alice did something exceptional, causing Jasper' head to snap back, slamming into the car window he had his back against, his eyes squeezed shut.

 

“Alice…!” he hissed. But then she slid off him with a strange popping sound. When he said her name this time, it had a more disappointed inflection. “Alice!” he complained.

 

I was already hard from the first part of the live porno that was unfurling in my backseat, but what Alice did next made it painful.

 

She lay back on the seat, sliding her dress—which had bunched around her ribcage—up over her head, leaving only her glossy black stilettos and panties on.

 

My hands tightened around the steering wheel.

 

“Jasper…touch me…make me scream,” Alice moaned. I loosened one of my hands and let if come to rest on my thigh. As Jasper threw off his shirt, he felt my wave of tension, and Alice saw it. They looked at each other once before nodding.

 

“Go ahead,” Alice said, slightly breathless.

 

“We know how hard this is for you,” Jasper said, “and we're not going to make it harder for you than it need to be by taking away your means of relief.”

 

Thank God, I thought and decided to pull over. I narrowly avoided swerving into a nearby tree by how much my hands were shaking as I rolled the Volvo onto the rough shoulder, and killed the engine. The lights faded out, but, being vampires, we could all still see perfectly. I unzipped my jeans and worked them down my hips.

 

“Are you sure this is okay?” I asked.

 

“We can't thank you enough for doing this for us,” Alice answered, “So go ahead, Edwaaaah!” Alice moaned loudly though my name as Jasper's fingers slid into her. I wrapped a hand around myself, biting back a moan.

 

“While I do appreciate you thanking Edward for us,” Jasper said, his words punctuated by Alice's high pitched gasps, “I don't appreciate you moaning other men's names while I'm finger fucking you, Alice.”

 

“Oh, don't you?” Alice gasped.

 

“No.”

 

“Oh, Emmett! Emmett, please!” Alice moaned, her eyes closed, her hips bucking against Jasper's fingers. She popped open one eye to see his reaction. His eyes narrowed, and his muscles visibly tensing. She smirked and then closed her eyes again. “Carlisle! Carlisle, uhn, faster!”

 

“Alice…” Jasper warned, although his fingers didn't slow their ministrations.

 

“Edward!” Her voice reached a high pitched orgasmic tone, her hips bucking feverishly against Jasper's fingers. “Edward, fuck me harder! Uh, ah, ah!”

 

I knew it was Alice, and yet I moaned softly. I was frozen as a seventeen year old boy, after all. A seventeen year old boy with hormones. And at seventeen, it didn't matter that it was Alice, there was an extremely attractive girl in the backseat of my car, moaning my name in an extremely attractive way. I pumped harder. The friction of my palm, accompanied by the soundtrack of Alice's gasping was amazing.

 

“Whoops, sorry, Edward,” Alice half gasped, half apologized.

 

“We all know you're Mr. Sexual Tension,” Jasper allowed. So far gone was I that did not register the look exchanged between them, or Jasper pulling his fingers out of Alice, or even Alice's thoughts.

 

“Well, whad'ya say, Jasper? Do you think we should give Eddy a special thank you?”

 

I gasped as, for the first time in my very long life I felt a hand other than my own wrap around my cock and slide up and down it. I looked over, and to my surprise, Alice had climbed into the space between the front seats, one hand fisting me, the other tangled in my hair as she drew my earlobe into her mouth. The sensation shot right between my legs.

 

“Alice,” I groaned. She pulled her mouth off my ear.

 

“How did I know you were going to say that?” She quipped with that evil little pixie smile on her face. “You know, you've got the kind of moan that really turns a girl on.” I faintly heard Jasper growl in disagreement from the backseat. “Not to say that yours isn't Jazz. I just thought I'd let him know.” Her hand sped up and her head dropped to the crook between my neck and shoulder. “Should I make you moan some more?” Alice whispered and bit down.

 

“Uuuh…” I squeezed my eyes shut, my head slamming into the headrest.

 

“Wow, he really is the 108 year-old virgin, isn't he?” I heard Jasper comment from the back. “First time really is the most intense.”

 

“Fuck…you…Jazz…” I managed to grind out. Alice laughed into my collar bone and the vibrations made me buck my hips into her hand.

 

“Now, now, be nice to Jazzy,” Alice murmured silkily. “He's the one not getting any action.”

 

“Damn straight,” Jasper muttered.

 

“But tonight is all about you,” Alice purred, slipping into my lap facing me, her back against the steering wheel. “So what do you want as a thank you present, Edward?” I think I had tunnel vision there for a moment.

 

“Anything?” I panted.

 

“Anything,” she promised, her black fingernail scraping along my hip and up, dragging my shirt with it. While I thought, she rid me of my shirt and discarded it in the back seat along with everyone else's clothes.

 

A million dirty images of Alice flooded through my head, and I wanted to do them all, but I only had one shot at this, so…

 

“Sex,” I said shortly. She giggled again, and I jumped as her tongue was suddenly scrapping across the muscles of my chest.

 

“How did I know you were going to say that?” She sang, repeating her earlier words. I groaned as her tongue swirled in a circle before she bit down lightly.

 

“And what am I supposed to do?” Jasper's voice inquired, bursting the pleasant bubble that had started to form around me and Alice. Alice glanced at him over my shoulder.

 

“Jack off in the back seat, what else?” I saw her roll her eyes as if it were obvious.

 

“To what?”

 

“Me moaning. You do it all the time.” I thought I heard Jasper rolling his eyes this time.

 

“But it's tainted by Edward,” he objected. I scoffed.

 

“I'll try not to be too loud,” I said sarcastically. I felt Alice's hips rock on the top of my thighs and I felt how wet she was. I wanted her on me so badly. “Alice…” I whispered, and she knew.

 

She lifted her hips sexily and positioned them over me so I could feel her. I bit my lip, fighting a moan.

 

“Now I want you to watch me, Edward,” Alice instructed huskily. “I want to watch your face through everything.” Not even knowing when I had closed them, I opened my eyes and focused on Alice's alluring dark pixie eyes.

 

Slowly, bit by bit, she sank down onto me.

 

Amazing, hot, wet, sweet, tight, perfect, and so many other adjectives I could've named if conscious thought hadn't been one of the talents that were beyond my grasp at that moment in time.

 

My eyesight blurred, my eyelids fluttered but I kept my eyes on her face.

 

“Uhn, Alice, you're so tight!” I ground out through my teeth. Once I was beyond the initial surge of pleasure, I heard her moaning too.

 

“Edward, uhn!” Her voice was amazing. How could someone moan so perfectly?

 

“Move…please!” I gasped. She began to slide up and down, working her hips. I gasped.

 

“Oh…fuck, Alice, give it to me. Uuuh!” I watched her face as she watched me, her dark eyes growing darker as her pupils dilated with pleasure. She bit her lip, attempting to keep in a moan, but moaned through it, and I think it was one of the sexiest things I had ever witnessed.

 

“Edward, you feel so good. Uh, make me come!” Come? I was going to make Alice Cullen orgasm.

 

Luckiest bastard that ever lived.

 

I thrust my hips upwards, meeting hers, and we both gasped at the resulting sensation.

 

“Uh,” I heard Jasper gasp from behind me, and heard the accompanying sound of skin sliding across skin. “Louder, Ali.”

 

“Ah, AH!” Alice cried, thrusting her hips faster to meet mine. Her eyes closed for a split second, but opened again to study my face. I'm sure it was awash with abandon pleasure, but at the moment, I really couldn't have cared less.

 

I could feel it getting closer. Alice, so hot and wet and tight kept bouncing on me and I didn't think I could take more.

 

“Alice…I'm gonna come soon,” I groaned out.

 

“Me too, Edward. Me too,” she gasped in that high pitched sexy voice. I surged my hips up to meet hers hard and harder, losing all control, all rational thought.

 

“I…I…” Alice gasped. “Oh, God, I'm coming! UOOAAHHH!” Alice shrieked as she orgasmed around me.

 

It was too much. The heat and the wetness and now the sudden ultra tightness as her inner muscles spasmed around me.

 

“Alice…uh, I….ALICE…UHN!” I groaned so loud it echoed in my head. The explosion of sensation had the inside of my head turning pure white, my vision blurring in and out of focus.

 

We drifted down from the high, and Alice eventually climbed off me and into the passenger's seat. I slouched in the driver's seat, the afterglow fading nicely into just light sheen of sweat on my skin. I wriggled back into my pants, but left my shirt off.

 

“Well, that's…just my…luck,” Jasper's annoyed tone was punctuated by heavy breathing.

 

“What's wrong, Jasper?” I asked.

 

“What's wrong? You two fucking…finish and I haven't…come yet. Now I can't…get off. Thanks guys.”

 

“Aww, poor Jazz can't get himself off,” I teased, glancing back at him. He was sitting in the back seat, sliding his hand up and down himself.

 

“Shut up, Edward, unless you wanna come back here and finish the job yourself.”

 

Jasper raised an eyebrow at me.

 

 

~fin~

 

(of part 1?)