Twilight One Shots

I groan softly as I gingerly remove my heels. My body was not built to last a whole dinner shift in those pretty torture devices. Stupid sexist restaurant manager and his stupid sexist dress code change.

My feet themselves weren't the worst part; the pain went up my legs to my thighs and my lower back. I highly doubt that anyone cared about my outfit more than getting their table. It was just plain stupid and infuriating.

“Hey beautiful” an enchanting voice calls out to me. I sit up beaming. My blonde-haired girlfriend stands in the doorway smiling softly. “Rosie! I thought you were still going to be hunting!” I jump up and stand on tiptoes to kiss her. She returns it with enthusiasm gently backing me up onto the bed until we fall backwards. I wince making a soft cry.

“You okay baby?,” she asks pausing. Her golden eyes filled with concern having with no doubt differentiated that pathetic sound from my usual pitiful noises. “I'm fine just a little sore, you're actually making it feel better.” She almost immediately resumes rubbing my back and shoulders, nearly making me cry with relief.

“You work too hard Angel and you don't have to,” she says, cradling my face in her hands. I already know where this conversation is going to go. “I love that you want to take care of me but I need to make my own way in the world.” She frowns but only for a fraction of a second. “My sweet stubborn angel,” she murmurs fondly.

“Well if you won't let me spoil you with my money I guess I'll just have to spoil you another way.” My heart jumps in my throat as she turns around pressing me into the mattress. “Would you like that baby? She practically purrs the word. “Please,” I whine.

My panties were damp before but now they're soaking. The swell of her breasts rubs against mine as she devours my skin leaving purple marks in her wake. She chuckles softly as she hears my heart rate quicken even further

I arch my back up from the bed as she removes my bra and blouse. “So pretty” she murmurs, caressing my breasts. She hovers her perfect mouth over my pebbled nipple for a few agonizing seconds before sucking it into her mouth. Her touch is cold but my body is on fire. I moan her name and I can see her eyes darken with lust. She releases it with a lewd pop moving to give the other breast the same treatment.

She places open-mouthed kisses down my stomach to my navel. Her hands knead the flesh of my hips making me groan. She lifts my legs, removing my skirt and panties in one fell swoop. I whine feeling the cool air hit my burning core. “My pretty girl all needy and wet for me so soon?” She coos in her intoxicating voice making me clench around nothing.

She places soft kisses along my legs and inner thighs. Her soft hair trails along the sensitive skin heightening each touch. “Please,” I cry out desperately. “Please what Angel? Use your words baby.” I blush furiously , she knew exactly what she was doing to me. “Please touch me Rosie I-“ my words dissolve into incoherent babble as her mouth makes contact with my sex.

She kitten licks the length of my slit until I’m squirming and begging for more attention. Her lips wrap around my clit and I let out a strangled cry nearly seeing stars.

She gets more intense as she goes devouring me whole. Waves of pleasure crash over me one after the other. My whole body is tensed ready to break. She sinks two fingers inside curling into that perfect place that snaps me in two.

“Shh Baby just one more I promise it’ll feel good.” I just nod because I can’t speak when she touches me like that . Everything is too much yet not enough. I need her but each touch blurs the line between pleasure and pain.

I feel a massive coil tightening within me as tears fill my eyes. “So good!” I cry out over and over. She hums against me impossibly heightening everything. I shatter breaking into a million pieces underneath her ministrations.

My eyes roll back and my whole body shakes. Every fiber of my being is soaked in pleasure. It takes a while to come down from my high. I bask in the afterglow feeling deliciously fucked out.

“Rest now baby,” Rosalie murmurs, pressing a kiss to my forehead. I want to protest but my entire body feels like jelly. She pulls me close wrapping her arms around me. I bury my face in her chest sighing contentedly. I was definitely going to be sore tomorrow morning. Now it was for a much better reason. “Love you,” I murmur. “I love you Angel,” she replies

Yep so much better.