Ever Heard Of Knocking?
Title: Ever Heard Of Knocking?
Rating: T (just to be safe)
Warnings: None
Prompt: Bella wearing sexy lingerie (I don't care how she got it) and Jake catching a glimpse of it (again, I don't care if they're in a relationship or not) ;)
Bella,
Charlie told me that your and Jacob's relationship has gotten a lot more serious than the friendship you keep explaining in your emails. Thanks for cluing your own mother in on that by the way. I'm not writing to make you feel guilty though. I'm writing to say that since your relationship with him is serious enough that your father is noticing then soon, if you haven't already, you will think it's serious enough for sex. There are some condoms in the box to make sure you stay safe. And the nightgown? That's to make sure you look good while doing it - or that he has something cute to take off of you. Enjoy yourself, baby (only when you're ready though!)
By the end of my mother's letter I was blushing deeply and I hadn't even looked at the gown yet. I finally pulled it out and examined it. It was pink, lacy, showed a lot of cleavage and looked like something I would not wear at all. I was going to have to chat with my father later on today. My and Jacob's friendship was most definitely not getting more serious. Jacob's wishful thinking seemed to be rubbing off on Charlie.
First thing tomorrow I was shipping it back to Florida. I flung it back into the box and then looked back at it, curious.
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I don't know how it happened, but somehow I had ended up with the nightgown on me and was now standing in front of the mirror admiring it. Maybe it wasn't something I would've picked out myself but my god did it make my breasts look good. Too bad no one would ever see me in it.
I turned around slowly looking at my reflection and then jumped at a sudden sound on the side of the house. "Hey, honey, you-"
"Oh my god!" I yelled out as Jacob jumped through my window. My hand immediately went to cover my chest, but not quickly enough though because I could tell Jacob had seen something. He stared at me still slightly slouched from his landing with his mouth hanging half open.
"Bella! Did something happen?" Charlie asked from behind the door. He sounded winded as if he had run up the stairs. I put a finger to my mouth in a shushing manor to Jacob, not that he would talk - he was still staring. "Everything is fine, Dad. Don't come in, I'm not decent." I could feel Charlie's discomfort through the door as he shuffled away and down the stairs with a muffled "Okay."
"What are you doing here?!" I asked turning to Jacob. He had straightened up but he didn't look any more coherent than a few seconds ago. "You uh, you left your movies at my house. I came to return them." I walked over to him, one hand still on my chest and grabbed the dvd's, flinging them on the bed. "Thanks…" Jacob nodded, his eyes still raking over my body. He smacked himself on the cheek a couple of times. "I'm dreaming, right?"
I sighed. "Don't you have somewhere to be?" I was feeling very uncomfortable at the moment. My tone has sobered him up a bit. "Nope. I'm free for the rest of the day." He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively and I rolled my eyes. Apparently my tone had made him obnoxious again too. "Get over yourself, Jacob."
He walked over to my bed and plopped down, bouncing the box a little. He turned his attention to it. "Is this the box it came in? Anything else in here?" He reached into it before I could stop him and came out with the Ziploc bag of condoms. "Whoa, Bells! I knew you wanted me."
"Oh my goodness…"
"There's about a week's worth here. Three days if I have the energy."
"Jacob!"
"Hmmm?"
"Go. Now." He laughed heartily.
"Okay, okay, I'm going. One more thing though. Emily wanted me to invite you to the bonfire we're having tonight. 7:30, sharp."
"I'll go, sure." He walked over to the window and took one last glance at my breasts. "Wear that," he said and jumped.
I locked my window.