A Scent Carried With the Steam
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So this was only going to be two parts, may end up being three now, or four. But I won’t promise anything J
Title:
Part: 2
Pairing: EdwardxBella
Rated: M
Summary: “My arm drooped lazily over the extravagant marble bathtub, which so easily reminded me of him. His hands were careful to stay wedged between my dripping brown hair...”
Word Count: 3763
A Scent Carried With the Steam
I didn’t have to ask.
But I did anyway, just to hear his pleasing whisper in the darkness.
Casually dipping me, he brought his arm to rest from the small of my back, to my shoulders. He lavished my warm skin beneath his fingertips, which lightly danced with the music.
“You wrote this didn’t you?” I knew that. All the songs where so heartfelt, I knew it could only be Edward who wrote them, because no other emotion was stronger than his. And, because no other pianist could make me blush infinitely in the darkness with the knowledge that the songs may have been inspired by me.
Dancing like this, in a room with no light would have frightened me with someone else. I was inclined to trip in the brightest time of the day, even when the pathway was completely flat. I remembered that almost two years ago, Edward had promised me that my clumsy feet wouldn’t be a problem when I danced with him.
“Mmm,” he lifted me off my feet, not only physically but emotionally while he held me to his cold frame. I didn’t push the question further while he enjoyed his moment, buried in the nape of my neck, covered by my unruly hair. It had grown quite long now, “Bella,” he whispered into my ear “I believe the alcohol only strengthens your scent.”
I knew why that was; all my blood had rushed to my head despite the angle.
“Ed...,” I couldn’t finish his name when he reached his arm down to cradle my thigh like that, “...ward, what are you-“
“Shh,” he silenced me sternly, I couldn’t disobey.
He wasn’t doing anything serious with my thigh as I suspected, instead he hitched it up over his own waist and ever so slowly leant over me. He had me lifted off the ground with one hand, as his other gradually made its way up my thigh to my waist. My other leg danced elegantly close to the floor, against his own leg. My toes were pointed, I couldn’t help it, he was giving me too many tingling sensations. He kept me elevated easily, and I thought he was going to dip me again.
I gasped in surprise as my back gently hit a soft surface. I should have known better, he was lowering me to the bed, once again like his prey.
“Bella, are you tired?” He whispered lowly, wiping some loose strands of my hair from my face. Of course I was tired, I spent all day marrying him, and then danced the night away with a lot of alcoholic substance. But my irrational side decided to answer him; I knew why he was asking. Even though I knew that I should have probably settled for falling asleep in his arms, my sense had left me a long time ago. I think I had left it between one of the many tequila shots I had taken with Alice at around ten thirty.
“What’s the time?” I wondered aloud, my lips parted slightly to take his delicious scent into my mouth for tasting.
“Almost three,” he was about to open his mouth again but I interrupted him.
“Well I guess I should take a shower first, it’s been a long day, and I have so much icky makeup on my face, Alice really likes to pack it on!” I watched as his eyes flickered with amusement.
“You sure?”
“Yes, it will be nice.”
“Well have you seen the master bathroom?” He moved his head to the side slightly adsorbing my reaction.
“No?”
“Well I’m sure you will find, to your liking, quite a large, ‘unnecessary’ bathtub there.” He lifted himself from my body in a gesture that motioned me to leave freely whenever I wanted, for my bath. I sat up from the bed in a daze. I wasn’t really used to baths, but I was a little too tired to stand. I wobbled as I stood from the bed.
“Oh wait...” I realised. “Do I even have any clothes here?” I grinned evilly at him. “I can’t sleep in this dress, Edward,” I replied cheekily to his appalled gaze, he knew what I was thinking. “Guess it’s no clothes tonight for me.” I shrugged playfully and started to walk towards the door.
“Just one minute, Bella.” His smooth voice froze me, I turned to look at his face, but it gave nothing away. “Do you really think Alice would be that unorganised?” He motioned towards his closet with his eyes. I ran over with excitement to look at what she had packed me. I swung the closet doors open and found my large red sleepover bag inside. She had everything, my toothpaste, toothbrush, hair ties, and shampoo. I felt so much more at home already. I gathered all my belongings in my hand and walked sheepishly towards the door. I turned to look at him, his arms were folded and a peaceful smile rested across his face.
“Go on, I’ll be waiting.”
Of course he would be. He always was. I felt safe walking down the hallway, but suddenly realised that I didn’t know where this bathroom was. I stopped in my tracks for a second and stepped backwards, ready to call out for Edwards help.
“It’s in Carlisle’s room” I heard him say clearly from the bedroom. A chuckled followed, almost as if he could see the scowl written across my face. Nothing got past a vampire after all, did it? I sighed to myself and headed for the end of the hallway. Turning into Carlisle’s room, adorned with beautiful soft lights and silken carpet, I let my eyes fall to the bathroom door.
I jumped happily into the doorway only to step back with surprise. The tiles were freezing against my bare skin. It had only been a shock; I was accustomed to cold marble like surfaces now. I stepped into the bathroom again without a worry, placing all my belongings onto the country with a sigh before I dropped all the contents onto the floor. Where had all my reflexes gone tonight?
I saw the bath Edward had told me about. It was hard to miss, definitely unnecessary, unless two people wanted to use it of course.
I started to run the bath before my eyes slowly rose to the wide open door. I hesitated for a moment, was there any reason to close it? I thought I saw something shadowy pass briefly, he was now in the room with me. I knew Edward wouldn’t peek on me, not that I would mind if he did. So why should I shut the door?
He was hovering somewhere close by; he was probably worried I would fall asleep and drown. Yes, he’d be checking on me frequently. My voice was small at first as I tried to find the courage within myself to even ask, or contemplate what I wanted. The bath was still running behind me, it would take a couple more minutes for it to fill.
I walked up to the light switch and dimmed the soft yellow lighting, slightly. If what I wanted was to take effect, I knew that I would be terribly self conscious in any light. The soft glow would help to eas my nerves.
“Edward...?” I whispered to myself. I could barely hear my whisper against the rushing torrent of hot water starting to fill the bathroom with steam. He was in the doorway within a small breath.
“Do you need help?” He peeked over at the bath and frowned. “It seems you got it operating, I have heard that the tap is a little rusty.”
I couldn’t agree, I had turned it on with ease.
“You’re alright then?” He raised his eyebrows at me, waiting for an explanation. I let my fingers slowly fall to my dress. I took a deep breath.
“I need you to unzip my dress.” I turned around so he wouldn’t see the red flush appearing too quickly on my cheeks.
“Alright,” I heard him whisper behind me, he’d already pulled it down with ease. I turned around to look up at him, he was gone.
I glared into the empty space where he should have been, and flopped myself down on the toilet seat. Did he have to make it harder than it already was?
“Damnit Edward, I don’t want to be away from you.” I said loudly this time, my dress was slowly falling off my shoulders now, and I knew he’d heard me. A human could have heard that frustrated plea just as effortlessly as he could. But he didn’t come.
“I’m right here Bella, just hurry up you need to sleep.” It was from opposite wall outside the door. I could picture him leaning against it casually.
I smelt the air heavy with steam. My skin had started to grow moist. I knew he could smell me. Somehow this made me confident, so I tried again.
“Won’t you accompany me Edward?” Is what I meant. I was gazing into his smouldering eyes the next thing I knew. I noticed that he was breathing me in, he couldn’t deny me now. He took a step into the bathroom and flinched as he saw the dress desperately trying to cling to my body. It wanted to slip down ever so smoothly over my waist right before his eyes. But now, it was held up by my damp skin. “I do feel like I could fall asleep in the bathtub after all.” I added casually. He glanced at me curiously and for a moment I was scared that he would return to the hallway with a smart gentle such as ‘I will be right out here if you do’, but he didn’t, he stayed. I think he realised now that I wanted something simply more than his protection.
“It will overflow.”
I heeded his warning and ran to the bath turning the taps off anxiously. My dress didn’t make it and I felt it peel away from my chest, sliding down to rest around my waist. At least he could only see my back from his angle. I heard him cough in detest of my skins sudden unleashing. However, it was a playful cough. When I returned to my feet, turning to face him, his back greeted me. I grunted slightly but decided not to push my luck.
I quickly slipped out of the dress and sunk into the bath’s dreamy warm liquid. I didn’t need to tell him to turn around, he already had. He was walking over to me in the soft light and placed himself down on the bath’s edge.
I let myself sink under the water to submerge my head in the warm safety. His hands found me abruptly and pulled me to the surface.
“Edward!” I gasped, spluttering some water out of my mouth. I had accidently swallowed some in his sudden actions. I flipped my body around and rested my chin on the edge he sat on. I knew the position may have caused some - or too much of my body to peak out from overtop the bubbles, but my anger stopped my self-conscious emotions for a second. He didn’t apologise, just shrugged sheepishly. “I was enjoying that!”
“You did say you were going to fall asleep.” He added in, proving his point.
“I said might Edward, might.” I huffed and reached my hand out for his, the air was so cold outside the bathtub, even if it was a steaming bathroom. He took my hand greedily and placed it on his knee before he erupted in laughter. I glared at him as he eagerly let go of my hands and took off to the bathroom cupboards to search through them thoroughly.
“What?” I protested.
“Come here you silly girl.” I stared up at him in horror as I noticed the item in his hands, a washcloth. That could only mean one thing; I now had black mascara running all down my face, thanks to my idiocy. What type of lunatic submerged their face in water before taking off their makeup? Me obviously. I pouted as he gently wiped my face. “You never cease to surprise me, Bella.” He chucked the wash cloth into the bath and placed a gentle kiss on my head. I felt once again, like a child being babied by her father. I wanted his lips somewhere much more surprising this time.
“Oh really?” I teased playfully. “Well then why don’t you-“ I tugged on his arm and dragged him into the bath to his dismay, “-join me!” He splashed on top of me with a thud, but he wasn’t angry he was laughing.
“I knew you were going to do that!” He tussled my wet hair, causing it to splash water droplets across his face. His amused tone didn’t transfer to me; I simply gazed up at the god above my naked form with a blush. His hair was dripping from the impact with the water, and his lips were wet with warm water. He heeded the look in my eyes as a warning and turned his attention to taking off his dripping wet jacket.
I was a little disappointed that I was here beneath him, naked and delicious, yet he turned his attentions to his jacket.
“Alice won’t be happy about that you know, she had it hand tailored just for me.” He was looking back at me now with nothing but his slightly unbuttoned (thanks to when I removed his tie at the party) white shirt. It was wet in some places, dry in others. I could still see his body through most of the wet shirt, where it clung to him in places. It was never enough, the gap between my human hormones, and his longing for my blood. He was still dressed and I couldn’t keep it together and I had to remind myself that I was actually free of clothes right now...
I didn’t answer his stupid remark. I couldn’t see anything else in the world but him right now. Almost as if he could read my disappointed thoughts, he replied to my distress with a gentle hand through my hair. I closed my eyes.
He had soon rested his head against my neck. I could hear him breathing heavily too, it almost masked my breathing.
“You want me to give in, I will.” I heard him whisper. “I can’t stand it when you look at me that way Bella, trust me, you don’t want me to give in.” His nose was pressed heavily against my neck, I didn’t feel one bit scared. “I can smell you everywhere.” He was almost growling now, I felt a tingle shoot through my body. “I can’t escape it, your skin is moist, and every little droplet of water carries your essence.” He kissed the skin beneath my jaw; I almost swore that I felt his tongue flicker out to taste me.
I could smell him too.
I took his hand and tried to lead it down my body. He was hesitant however, and his force was soon too strong for my weak muscles to battle with.
“Touch me,” I whispered meekly, his face was so close to mine that I had to mutter it against his cheek. “Please Edward,” he growled again “Please.” I knew that pleading with him worked, and it definitely worked better than I expected this time. My hands were quickly pinned above me swiftly. He used his other hand to explore my aching body. All the muscle pain from a night’s worth of dancing, and day’s worth of standing dissipated under his cold touch. I felt my breath grow uneven. It didn’t take him much to work me up, not much at all.
I was afraid he would stop at any moment. That fear lingered and held me back.
His hand had reached the small of my back; he jerked me towards him violently, trailing kisses down my neck as I leant my head back over his supporting arm. He’d freed my hands a moment ago, and wrapped his hand around my neck so I could lean against it before he jerked me closer to himself. He was leaning on his knees now, I felt myself arch more, exposing more of my neck and my chest to him, dangerous areas I knew I shouldn’t have toyed with. I couldn’t help it, I was no longer fully submerged in water and his arm wrapped around my waist, so protectively, urged my actions on with another soft pull towards his body. My leg wrapped around his waist now, but I couldn’t do much more than that, apart from sigh and slip even further into his trap. He was right from the very beginning, he was the perfect predator. Females would simply just give in under his lips command; it would have been so easy for him to take a big taste of the liquid that coursed through my veins, I made it so easy for him, I’m sure it was so pathetic that he almost felt sorry for me.
I couldn’t even open my eyes to look at him, that was how violently my body reacted to his touch. I arched further, begging for him to take a taste, his hand found my chest and soon his lips did also. I cried out, my leg kicked furiously against the water, then the bathtub. I couldn’t take it anymore, I was going to burst into flames at any moment, maybe he was right all along. Maybe a human just couldn’t do this with such a creature as himself.
My body couldn’t handle it; it seemed that not only would it cry out for him to be inside me, it would yearn for his teeth to slowly sink into my skin somewhere, I wouldn’t be satisfied till he had. It was an urge I had never felt before, he had never let it get this far.
Before I could manage to find the words to scream, realised I couldn’t feel his lips trailing down my stomach to somewhere more dangerous anymore. I couldn’t open my eyes yet, his breathing was too ragged. He was growling lowly, and sharply letting his breath fan out against my cold body. I suddenly yearned to by submerged in the warm water again. It didn’t take me long to get my wish.
“This isn’t going to work Bella,” He hissed.
“Wha-“ I splashed down into the bath, warmth instantly flooding my body, my mouth my nose as my head flew under the water. No, no, no, no. He couldn’t leave me like this again. I panicked my way back to the surface and was about to give him the lecture of our relationship only to find that he was gone.
I sunk down into the water and blew bubbles mindlessly. What had I done?
Had I been a complete idiot? Now I ruined my chances of ever feeling that again. Because I had taunted him with an extra potent smell carried on the steam, and I had been naked and willing all too quickly for his poor senses to battle. I knew now, we had to take this slowly, and calmly or it was never going to happen.
I cursed my hormones as I unplugged the bath. My tiredness washed over me in a wave, that episode had drained me.
I hopped out off the bath and brushed my teeth, cleansed my face and stared at myself in horror.
What had I been thinking?
I had wanted Edward, in that split moment, to kill me.
I sunk and tried to convince myself that it wasn’t my fault. He was made that way, they all were. Soon I would have the same effect on humans, it was the scent, and it was the touch. I sighed, almost angry at myself and that didn’t happen often.
If I was upset at myself, Edward would surely be ten times more upset with me. I decided to leave my belongings on the counter for now I was too tired to fix it up. I wrapped a towel around myself, realising I had forgotten to bring my pyjamas.
It didn’t surprise me when I noticed them sprawled across Carlisle’s couch. I put the singlet and sweats on sheepishly, hesitant to face Edward’s wrath.
I took small steps up the hallway, rubbing my wet hair with the towel whenever my hair decided to drip, again. I could hear him pacing up and down his room.
When I entered he was waiting for me on the bed. My eyes trailed to his wet clothing hanging over the wooden chair of his desk. He’d already changed.
I didn’t know what to say to him so I simply placed the wet towel in the corner of his room and waited.
“You really have got to be the most dangerous creature I have ever come across.”
His words were agile and swift; they left his mouth in one snap that I hadn’t even processed the meaning. I shied away, feeling ashamed of myself, yet I hated the distance I had to keep from him. The bed looked warm and comfy and I felt my eyes droop slightly.
“But you’re my wife, and I made you a promise.” He sighed and placed his two hands on his knees firmly. I looked up with glistening hope in my eyes and started to walk towards him.
“Not tonight,” he added harshly I took a step backwards before he motioned to me with his index finger. “Give me some time to recover.”
I knew what he was thinking. He should have told me how close he was to sinking his teeth in, that he had come dangerously close that time and I had only fuelled his passion by egging him on to do so.
But he didn’t say anything.
I knew he would never hurt me, and so did he.
I ran towards him with a smile and jumped onto his lap. He scooped me into his arms and placed me neatly under the blankets.
“You have definitely gotten yourself into too much trouble tonight young Bella.”
I beamed up at him with all the might that I could, but my eyes were tired and already giving in. I felt like I had only closed them for a moment and then we was beside me when I opened them, this made me melt further into the warm and secure bed.
I smiled to myself as he inhaled and exhaled loudly.
His breath fanning out across my neck was the last thing I remembered before I gave into another strong urge that had been tugging away at me all night, sleep.
.A Fan fiction written by SaturnStars.
"I THINK HE REALISED NOW THAT I WANTED SOMETHING MORE THAN SIMPLY JUST HIS PROTECTION..."
