Twilight Fan Fiction ❯ Listen to the Rain ❯ Listen to the Rain ( Chapter 1 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: wildchibisattack 
The story of Jasper and Alice's first time, not as graphic as Carlisle and Esme's first time but still pretty graphic so becareful.
Non Anime: Twilight Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 01.28.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Completed
The story of Jasper and Alice's first time, not as graphic as Carlisle and Esme's first time but still pretty graphic so becareful.
Non Anime: Twilight Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 01.28.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Completed
Listen to the Rain
“Hey Alice?” asked Bella, from her place at the window of the Cullen mansion, she watched as the rain fell onto the lawn, reflecting the woods and the dark sky outside. “Hmm? Whats on your mind Bella?” she asked as she look up from the fashion magazine she was looking at, Jasper looked up from the large tome in his lap sensing the nervousness coming off Bella. “What's wrong Bella?” he asked “Why are you nervous?” He smiled slightly as he heard her curse to herself. “I wanted to ask you guys something.” taking her eyes off the scenery, in front of her to look both Alice and Jasper in their eyes. “You can ask us anything.” Jasper said his smile widening as he felt her nervousness grow and as he watched her face become even more crimson. She looked back out the window while asking her question, “I was wondering about yours and Alice's first time.” Alice's smile grew even bigger “All you had to do was ask Bells... You see it all started when..” FEB 29, 1928 (DUNNO IF THATS A LEAP YEAR OR NOT.) “Alice?” Jasper said as he opened the door to their Motel room, holding the door as Alice walked through, skipping around the room until she stopped at the large window that oversees the ocean. “Yes Jazzy?” She turned from the window and looked him straight in the eyes, concern etched in her face, Jasper smiled secretly as he felt waves of love emitting off of her. “Whats up?” He was thanking all the gods on earth that he wasn't human for he would sure to be blushing crimson. He cradled her to him, “ Close your eyes and, listen to the rain,” he whispered. It beat hard and steady against the Motel. “It's as though we are the only one's in the world. Let me make love to you, Alice. Let me show you all of what there is to know between a man and a women. Then, in the early hours of the morning we can sit and watch the sun rise.” He kissed her, fully, hungrily on the lips, emotions running high and forcefully through them both. Alice gave into the temptation., all she wanted was him, all he wanted was her it had become clear to her now. She kissed him back with all the hidden passion of her soul. He rolled her down onto the bed. His hands started undressing her. She slipped her hands under his shirt, pushing it over his head. For the next several minutes they were busy undressing each other and kissing. Jasper made a game of it, one he was better at than she. He stroked and kissed each newly revealed expanse of flesh while she merely slipped his jacket off and pulled his shirt over his head. His kisses lowered until he covered a nipple with his cold as ice mouth. He sucked gently-and she feared she had caught on fire. She had to have him. Then. That very minute. An army could have marched into that room, and Alice could not have stopped her fingers from curling into his honey blond hair and urging him on. His head dipped lower as he pulled as he pulled her dress down over her hips, pulling down her underwear in the process. Jasper kissed the inside of her thigh, and Alice sighed contentedly. How sweetly delicious. Then he lifted her legs on either sides of his shoulders and kissed the most intimate part of her. For the blinding space of several heartbeats, Alice couldn't think. She couldn't move. A part of her was embarrassed beyond thinking; another part said, oh, yesssss and surrendered. Jasper feasted, and she was powerless to stop him-as if she wanted to. She arched toward him, need, needing, needing- Her bod tightened. Her fingers clutched his hair. “Jasper?” Then, it happened. Sharp, piercing...devastating. She cried out, a sharp gasp of surprise ending in a coo of pleasure. Wave after relentless wave of sensation flowed through her. She couldn't move. She didn't want to do anything to disturb this incredible sense of well being. He lifted his head, pleased with himself. “You know that I love you right Ali?” She could only whimper a response. He stood. “Wait until you see what we are going to do next.” Tall, proud, undeniably handsome, he began undressing. “Another trick like that may kill me,” she confessed. He chuckled, pleased. “I'd like to see us both die happy then,” he said humorlessly, and tossed his undershirt aside. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he began to remove his boots. The glow of the fire cast a golden light over his skin and highlighted the flex and play of strong muscles. He stood facing her , he slowly undid first one button and then another. Hooking both hands in his jean loops, he slid them down his legs. Dear God, he was huge and very ready for her. She hummed her appreciation. He liked her reaction. “Touch me.” She came up to sit on her knees. Her hair falling into her face. Her breast were tight and full. Carefully, she ran the back of one finger up the length of him. He was smooth and soft like a newborns skin, and yet he felt cool and alive. “Ali?” She raised her gaze. He cupped the side of her face with his hand and drew her up to kiss her. At the same time, he placed her hand around his shaft and showed her what he liked. Their kiss grew greedy. He leaned her back on the bed. She opened her legs, her body feverish with anticipation. He didn't waste time but in one strong fluid thrust, he filled her. And it was heaven. This is what she had been waiting for. This strength, this virility. She wrapped her legs around his lean hips. He began moving, his lips finding hers. Soft moans of pleasure escaped from her. “You are so tight,” he murmured. “I can't hold myself. You feel so good.” His praise served to open her more to him. He was thrusting deep now, his movements demanding. It was as if he were possessing her. In truth, she no longer recognized the shameless, lustful creature she'd become. She pleaded with him, begging for more, wanting it all. As before, her body spiraled higher and higher, only this time, she was bringing him with her. This was better than before. More alive. More real. Suddenly like a shooting star, her desire hit the pinnacle. She shattered into crystal-bright pieces of passion. Fulfillment. She was no longer herself but an ethereal creature fashioned of light and happiness as bright and sparkling as the afternoon sun shimmering off water. He'd taken her to the heavens, and now she floated gently to the earth with a sense of completion and contentment she'd not known existed. She had almost forgotten he was there. His muscles tightened. He gasped sinking his teeth into her neck, letting his venom mix with her's, increasing their pleasure ten-fold, while marking her as his mate for all eternity. They lay still for several long moments. He moved his arm and slid it around her shoulders to pull her nearer. He pressed a hard kiss to her forehead. “You're brilliant. Incredible.” She laid her head on his chest, her ear over his long dead heart. Already, she knew the smell and taste pf him, better than she did her own. She held her hand up. He again laced his fingers in hers- knowing without words what she had wanted. “I didn't hurt you ,did I?” She wet her lips, self-conscious. “No.” Jasper hugged her closer. His body felt comforting, against hers. “Listen to the rain,” The sheets felt good against her bare skin, she felt his hand stoke her hip and thigh “You are very special, Ali.” His praise pleased her. “I had no idea it could be like that.” and then she whispered “Thank you, my love.” he bent his head down to her shoulder. She could feel the curve of his smile. That devilish smile. The one that had belonged to the man, she had pledged her life to. 'The pleasure was all mine, love.” he answered. Waves of love and calmness flowed through her body and she realized that, the words he used wasn't even close to how he really felt, and she realized then in that very moment that there was no words to describe the feelings she had felt as well, and from this day forward they never voiced their feelings for each other, for Jasper's gift was the gift that need no words, only feelings. “And that is it.” said Alice who frowned, when she saw Bella on the floor laughing. “Whats so funny?” “It... it's just... I didn't think Jasper was the type to be forward.” she gasped before going into another fit of laughter. Alice smiled “He's not, I left out all the emotional parts those are for our private memories only... they are not to be shared with anyone.” she said she looked up, to see that Bella was gone. “Hey where'd she go?” Jasper walked up to her and turned her around wrapping his arms around her waist, “Shh, love just close your eyes and listen to the rain.” The rain fell hard and steady against the Cullen Mansion as the two lover's walked up the stairs hand in hand to their bedroom to recreate those first time memories. And that's how it is and will always be from now until the end of eternity.
“Hey Alice?” asked Bella, from her place at the window of the Cullen mansion, she watched as the rain fell onto the lawn, reflecting the woods and the dark sky outside. “Hmm? Whats on your mind Bella?” she asked as she look up from the fashion magazine she was looking at, Jasper looked up from the large tome in his lap sensing the nervousness coming off Bella. “What's wrong Bella?” he asked “Why are you nervous?” He smiled slightly as he heard her curse to herself. “I wanted to ask you guys something.” taking her eyes off the scenery, in front of her to look both Alice and Jasper in their eyes. “You can ask us anything.” Jasper said his smile widening as he felt her nervousness grow and as he watched her face become even more crimson. She looked back out the window while asking her question, “I was wondering about yours and Alice's first time.” Alice's smile grew even bigger “All you had to do was ask Bells... You see it all started when..” FEB 29, 1928 (DUNNO IF THATS A LEAP YEAR OR NOT.) “Alice?” Jasper said as he opened the door to their Motel room, holding the door as Alice walked through, skipping around the room until she stopped at the large window that oversees the ocean. “Yes Jazzy?” She turned from the window and looked him straight in the eyes, concern etched in her face, Jasper smiled secretly as he felt waves of love emitting off of her. “Whats up?” He was thanking all the gods on earth that he wasn't human for he would sure to be blushing crimson. He cradled her to him, “ Close your eyes and, listen to the rain,” he whispered. It beat hard and steady against the Motel. “It's as though we are the only one's in the world. Let me make love to you, Alice. Let me show you all of what there is to know between a man and a women. Then, in the early hours of the morning we can sit and watch the sun rise.” He kissed her, fully, hungrily on the lips, emotions running high and forcefully through them both. Alice gave into the temptation., all she wanted was him, all he wanted was her it had become clear to her now. She kissed him back with all the hidden passion of her soul. He rolled her down onto the bed. His hands started undressing her. She slipped her hands under his shirt, pushing it over his head. For the next several minutes they were busy undressing each other and kissing. Jasper made a game of it, one he was better at than she. He stroked and kissed each newly revealed expanse of flesh while she merely slipped his jacket off and pulled his shirt over his head. His kisses lowered until he covered a nipple with his cold as ice mouth. He sucked gently-and she feared she had caught on fire. She had to have him. Then. That very minute. An army could have marched into that room, and Alice could not have stopped her fingers from curling into his honey blond hair and urging him on. His head dipped lower as he pulled as he pulled her dress down over her hips, pulling down her underwear in the process. Jasper kissed the inside of her thigh, and Alice sighed contentedly. How sweetly delicious. Then he lifted her legs on either sides of his shoulders and kissed the most intimate part of her. For the blinding space of several heartbeats, Alice couldn't think. She couldn't move. A part of her was embarrassed beyond thinking; another part said, oh, yesssss and surrendered. Jasper feasted, and she was powerless to stop him-as if she wanted to. She arched toward him, need, needing, needing- Her bod tightened. Her fingers clutched his hair. “Jasper?” Then, it happened. Sharp, piercing...devastating. She cried out, a sharp gasp of surprise ending in a coo of pleasure. Wave after relentless wave of sensation flowed through her. She couldn't move. She didn't want to do anything to disturb this incredible sense of well being. He lifted his head, pleased with himself. “You know that I love you right Ali?” She could only whimper a response. He stood. “Wait until you see what we are going to do next.” Tall, proud, undeniably handsome, he began undressing. “Another trick like that may kill me,” she confessed. He chuckled, pleased. “I'd like to see us both die happy then,” he said humorlessly, and tossed his undershirt aside. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he began to remove his boots. The glow of the fire cast a golden light over his skin and highlighted the flex and play of strong muscles. He stood facing her , he slowly undid first one button and then another. Hooking both hands in his jean loops, he slid them down his legs. Dear God, he was huge and very ready for her. She hummed her appreciation. He liked her reaction. “Touch me.” She came up to sit on her knees. Her hair falling into her face. Her breast were tight and full. Carefully, she ran the back of one finger up the length of him. He was smooth and soft like a newborns skin, and yet he felt cool and alive. “Ali?” She raised her gaze. He cupped the side of her face with his hand and drew her up to kiss her. At the same time, he placed her hand around his shaft and showed her what he liked. Their kiss grew greedy. He leaned her back on the bed. She opened her legs, her body feverish with anticipation. He didn't waste time but in one strong fluid thrust, he filled her. And it was heaven. This is what she had been waiting for. This strength, this virility. She wrapped her legs around his lean hips. He began moving, his lips finding hers. Soft moans of pleasure escaped from her. “You are so tight,” he murmured. “I can't hold myself. You feel so good.” His praise served to open her more to him. He was thrusting deep now, his movements demanding. It was as if he were possessing her. In truth, she no longer recognized the shameless, lustful creature she'd become. She pleaded with him, begging for more, wanting it all. As before, her body spiraled higher and higher, only this time, she was bringing him with her. This was better than before. More alive. More real. Suddenly like a shooting star, her desire hit the pinnacle. She shattered into crystal-bright pieces of passion. Fulfillment. She was no longer herself but an ethereal creature fashioned of light and happiness as bright and sparkling as the afternoon sun shimmering off water. He'd taken her to the heavens, and now she floated gently to the earth with a sense of completion and contentment she'd not known existed. She had almost forgotten he was there. His muscles tightened. He gasped sinking his teeth into her neck, letting his venom mix with her's, increasing their pleasure ten-fold, while marking her as his mate for all eternity. They lay still for several long moments. He moved his arm and slid it around her shoulders to pull her nearer. He pressed a hard kiss to her forehead. “You're brilliant. Incredible.” She laid her head on his chest, her ear over his long dead heart. Already, she knew the smell and taste pf him, better than she did her own. She held her hand up. He again laced his fingers in hers- knowing without words what she had wanted. “I didn't hurt you ,did I?” She wet her lips, self-conscious. “No.” Jasper hugged her closer. His body felt comforting, against hers. “Listen to the rain,” The sheets felt good against her bare skin, she felt his hand stoke her hip and thigh “You are very special, Ali.” His praise pleased her. “I had no idea it could be like that.” and then she whispered “Thank you, my love.” he bent his head down to her shoulder. She could feel the curve of his smile. That devilish smile. The one that had belonged to the man, she had pledged her life to. 'The pleasure was all mine, love.” he answered. Waves of love and calmness flowed through her body and she realized that, the words he used wasn't even close to how he really felt, and she realized then in that very moment that there was no words to describe the feelings she had felt as well, and from this day forward they never voiced their feelings for each other, for Jasper's gift was the gift that need no words, only feelings. “And that is it.” said Alice who frowned, when she saw Bella on the floor laughing. “Whats so funny?” “It... it's just... I didn't think Jasper was the type to be forward.” she gasped before going into another fit of laughter. Alice smiled “He's not, I left out all the emotional parts those are for our private memories only... they are not to be shared with anyone.” she said she looked up, to see that Bella was gone. “Hey where'd she go?” Jasper walked up to her and turned her around wrapping his arms around her waist, “Shh, love just close your eyes and listen to the rain.” The rain fell hard and steady against the Cullen Mansion as the two lover's walked up the stairs hand in hand to their bedroom to recreate those first time memories. And that's how it is and will always be from now until the end of eternity.