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6/9/2019

Episode Fifty-three: Wanting

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Episode Fifty-three: Wanting

For the first time since we had arrived in Australia, we decided to go swimming in the ocean. The private beach was secluded and beautiful, the bright blue water lapping at the shore. Jasper had his bag with his swim things in his jeep along with his surfboard.

I laid out all my swimsuits.

“Someone pick one for me,” I told them both, going into the bathroom and taking my shirt off. Grabbing the suntan lotion, I began to rub it on my arms and stomach. Jasper was already zipped up completely in the tight black suit that went to his knees. Edward had his halfway pulled up his body, exposing his firm chest.

I watched as Jasper whispered something into Edward’s ear, his hand sliding over his bare stomach. They were so beautiful.

“The yellow,” Jasper answered.

“Oh, that’s why you wanted me to wear that one the other day. You thought he’d like it,” I said to my boyfriend teasingly.

“I wanted you to wear it so I could openly gawk at your tits while my friends were around,” he replied back evenly, pushing the wet suit up his arms.

“I could just go topless,” I offered him. “I’m pretty sure that’s why you rented this place. Private nude beach.”

“I rented it so I could fuck you in the ocean. So sure, something like that,” he laughed as his friend zipped him up.

“Ah, I see. So, you’ve been picking travel options based on where you’d like to get laid. Gotcha.”

"I want to argue, but you're not wrong," he teased me, pulling me into a topless kiss while I still wore my tight shorts from earlier in the day. He squeezed my ass roughly with both hands. "Is that bad?"

“Mm.” I pulled the yellow bottoms off the bed. “Only in a way I like.”

I loved watching them surf. I took pictures from the beach as I laid out topless in the sun. Jasper was better at it than Edward, but he did it more often. The waves weren't huge, but it was perfect for them to play in. It was summer in America since Edward had surfed last and was out of practice.

Jasper came out of the water first to lay out on the blanket beside me, still in his suit. Edward had paddled out a long way and was far out of earshot. He laid on his stomach, his arms crossed under his head as he looked over at me.

“Hi there,” I said pleasantly as I lounged back on my hands.

“Hi,” he said quietly. He sounded a little tired.

“How are you?” I asked lightly.

“Freaking out a little inside,” he said with a small laugh.

“Good or bad?”

“Great. Confused. Excited.”

“Was it okay that I was there?” I asked him. “I didn’t... I didn’t impose myself, did I? Edward has been teasing me for days about you and I- I was drunk, too.”

“Of course you didn’t impose yourself. He’s your boyfriend.”

“I’m a little worried you’re only doing it because you want to be with him,” I told him quietly, honestly. “I’d understand if you’re not interested in me. I’ve been getting carried away. It’s just been so much fun.”

Jasper turned to his side. “Do I seem to be not enjoying being with you, too?”

“You do, but-” I shook my head, feeling shy suddenly. “I know you want him.”

“I do want him. But, I mean it when I say I like you, too. I’m honestly a little scared he’s only fucking me because he knows it turns you on.”

“I don’t think so,” I said softly. “What did he say this morning?”

“He said he’s thought about me for a long time, too. I don’t know how I feel about that. If I even believe him. It seems unreal.”

“I would.” I reached over and moved my finger over his cheeks to dust off some sand. “He’s been bugging me to tell him my fantasies about you. I think I see why now. Honestly, though, I think the reality is so much better.”

“Yeah?” He grinned at me pleasantly.

“Yeah,” I said a little shyly. “Are you sure it’s okay? I know you said you thought you were gay for a while so, I’d understand if you preferred men.”

"I prefer people. It doesn't matter their gender. You're worried I'm not attracted to you. Don't be. You're gorgeous, and I loved fucking you this morning. And last night. Hopefully some more later," he grinned wickedly.

“I hope so, too,” I smirked.

“Your body is like something out of those old forties or fifties pinups. Especially right now in that tiny little bikini and big sunglasses. And that outfit earlier, damn. Don’t leave the house in that or you’ll send every boy you walk past into puberty.”

I laughed loudly at his words. “Can a pinup have tattoos?” I asked.

He leaned over and began to kiss right below my left breast over the little rainbow heart tattoo. “I hope so,” he said against my skin. “The kind I like do.”

His hand rubbed over my breast, and I sighed quietly in pleasure.

“Last night was some of the best sex I’ve ever had.”

“Me too,” Jasper whispered against my skin, kissing up to my exposed nipple.

“I’m kind of scared to try anal with him because he’s so big,” I admitted as he continued to give it tender attention.

“Don’t be. It’s lovely.” He kissed upwards over my chest before pulling my mouth to his in a kiss. “I’d love to watch that.”

“I bet you would.” I grinned at him, kissing him again. I laid back on the blanket beside him, my head resting close to his shoulder. Jasper flopped completely onto his back, sighing deeply and relaxing.

Edward came up to the blanket and quickly dried off his hands before picking up my camera from my bag. He swiftly snapped a shot.

“You both look comfortable.”

“I am,” I snuggled into the man beside me. His arm curled around me, hugging me to his body. Jasper tickled my side, making me laugh and turn my face into his wetsuit. Edward took another picture.

"Kiss him," my boyfriend requested quietly. I smiled, reaching up and taking Jasper's face into my hands so that I could kiss him while we were laying on the sand. It was slow at first, but he deepened the kiss, his hand sliding around the back of my neck. I couldn't hear the camera, but I knew he was taking pictures.

“Why do I feel like our sex lives are about to get a lot kinkier?” I pulled away from Jasper’s mouth and laughed.

“Um,” Edward laughed in embarrassment. He put my camera down. “Probably.”

“Yay,” I said quietly, making Jasper chuckle.

"Come with me." Edward held out his hand to me. "I want to play in the water."

Before I took it, I pressed a kiss unto Jasper's cheek and allowed my boyfriend to pull me to my feet. He picked me up over his shoulder, making me squeal and laugh as my feet dangled over his chest helplessly. He held me with one hand and offered his other to Jasper. He came to his feet and went around to look me in the face as I dangled there.

“Please don’t drop me face first into the water. That’s all I ask. Ass first,” I said in a strained voice since his shoulder was shoved into my gut.

“I wouldn’t do that to you,” my lover answered.

“On purpose.”

“Okay, that’s fair,” he laughed as he moved us towards the water.

“Your ass looks so good in this. Holy shit.” I slapped him hard. “It’s better than the flight suit by like a thousand.”

“I know,” Jasper mouthed to me so he couldn’t see, making me giggle. He slapped Edward’s hard ass and then darted off towards the water.

“Ow, fuck! Hey!” He laughed. “Cunt.”

“Come and get it, bitch,” Jasper shouted back.

We played in the ocean for a couple of hours before going inside to rinse off the sand in the shower and order dinner. We sat outside and drank while we waited for the food to come.

“So, when do you think you’ll be able to come back?” Jasper asked Edward curiously, swirling his beer around in his half drank bottle. “Or, when would it be good to come to visit?”

“You know, you could just come back with us and stay,” he offered, his arm over the back of the couch behind him as he looked over at Jasper on the other sofa.

“Man, we’ve already talked about this,” his friend sighed in frustration.

“Aren’t things different now?”

“No,” he said quietly. “It might be even more of a reason not to come to LA.”

“Oh, no. Don’t say that,” I said softly.

"I can't feel this way about you and take money from you." Jasper shook his head, leaning his head to one side as he took a sip from his beer. "I hated it before, and I hate it even more now."

“Wasn’t this always the dream? Didn’t we always say if one of us made something of ourselves we would take the other with us?” He asked passionately.

“That doesn’t help,” I mumbled to Edward.

He sighed heavily, “I just mean that he could help me so much with the channel. Like you, but in a different way. With both of you, imagine what we could do together. Jasper, you’re so much better at some of this shit than me,” he said to him passionately. “Don’t you miss doing it together? Because I do.”

“You know I do.” Jasper looked away from him, frowning.

“I miss you. I miss being with you every day.”

“What about how your girlfriend feels, hm?” Jasper said, waving his hand at me. “Have you talked to her about this? What do you want to happen if I do move there? She’s just agreed to move in with you.”

Edward glanced back at me, and I rubbed my hand over his lower back. "I have talked to her some. She's been very supportive about the idea of you coming. I don't know what I want exactly. I do know I want you to work with me on the channel and we could make your own stuff together as well. With Bella, too. We can do it together. And Seth and Tyler are doing shit as well. The stuff they made before they left was great. This is the start of something huge."

“Where would I live? What about us?” Jasper asked back quickly. “What would happen?”

"You could stay with me until you decided what you wanted to do, but the house is more than big enough for the three of us. It's not like we don't know if we can live together. We did it for nearly five years," Edward pointed out.

“What about how Bella feels?” He asked again.

“How about Bella can speak up for Bella when she feels there is something she doesn’t want? I think it would be great if you were in Los Angeles with us. I like being with you. I think you’d be great for the channel. But, I understand how you feel. Trust me, I do,” I said softly, drawing my feet underneath me.

“I know, dove,” he replied back quietly. He rubbed his hand over his eyes. “I don’t know, Tony.”

“What is there holding you back?” Edward asked more vehemently. “Tell me what I need to do.” This was exactly how he always got what he wanted. You could see the strain on Jasper’s face as he wore him down.

“I don’t know,” he said a little bit louder. “It’s not that simple.”

“Why can’t it be?”

Jasper looked towards the ocean, taking a long drink. “I don’t know.”

“Why don’t you want to be with me?” Edward asked him, almost angrily. That had come out of nowhere.

“Of course I want to be with you, you fucking idiot,” he snapped back at his friend. “It’s what I’ve always wanted.”

“Then why not come with us?” My boyfriend demanded.

“It’s not that easy!” Jasper got a little louder, getting riled by Edward’s hounding. I placed my hand on my boyfriend’s forearm. Emotions were starting to run too high.

“Yes, it fucking is!” He matched his volume. “I want you with me! I want you to help me! I want you to work with me! I’m willing to do whatever it takes to make that happen. I have been for months. You know this! I have the money to do it. Let me!”

“I’m not going to be what your mother thinks I am and use you,” he mouthed off to him.

“Fuck her,” Edward nearly shouted. “You know she’s the main reason I never-” He stopped, shaking his head. “Why should you give a fuck about her?”

“Because you always did! It’s only been the past couple of years that you grew some balls and told her to piss off! Your mother has always made it clear to me that she thinks I’m rubbish and not good enough for you to even spend time with. Do you think I wanted to go through that? Do you think I wanted to put you through that?” Jasper growled at him, standing up and beginning to pace around.

“That woman is a banshee and not fit to clean your boots. Don’t let her take this away from me, too,” Edward watched from the couch, both of his hands gripping his beer bottle tightly. “You would love LA so much.”

I could only imagine all the things she took away from him.

“You are going to be mega-rich and famous one day. You do know that, right? How do you want to explain me living in your house?”

“I don’t give a fuck what others think.”

Jasper put his hands on the back of the chair and shook his head. “It’ll affect your career.”

Edward rolled his eyes. “What? That I have a roommate? That I have a best friend? Who the fuck cares?”

“I don’t think Disney is not going to like that you live with your girlfriend and fuck buddy,” he hissed the last words angrily.

“First, you’d be more than that. Second, it’s not like we’re going to be fucking in front of the shareholders at Disney. Lots of people have people that work with them and live together too. And if you don’t want to live with us, you can get your own place. But there is no need for that.”

He squeezed the cushion with his fingers tightly. “I’m not going to take advantage of you.”

“You’re not!” Edward shouted. “Get it through your fucking skull! I want to do this with you, you stupid twat!”

“I don’t want to be pitied!” Jasper shouted back with equally furious force.

“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING?! I DON’T! WHY DO YOU BOTH THINK THAT?! I CARE ABOUT YOU!” He shot up to his feet as well. I watched on, a little stunned.

His friend threw his hands dramatically in the air. “I CARE ABOUT YOU, TOO! TOO MUCH! THAT’S PART OF THE FUCKING PROBLEM!”

“IT DOESN’T HAVE TO BE!” Edward roared the first part before lowering his voice a little bit. “It fucking shouldn’t be!”

Jasper threw his hands up again and turned to stomp back towards the bedroom. Edward went to follow him, but the doorbell rang, stopping him in his tracks.

I stood and put a hand on my love's arm. "Go get the food and put it away so that it stays warm. I'll talk to him. Give us a minute, okay?"

“Alright,” he sighed. “I’m sorry,” Edward whispered to me, looking embarrassed and sad.

"Hush," I said lightly, kissing his cheek softly before going after Jasper.

Jasper was in the bedroom when I caught up with him. He had finally pulled his clothes from the dryer and was putting them on the bed. After our afternoon swim, he had put back on Edward’s baggy comfortable sleep pants and the tank top.

“You two yell such lovely things at each other,” I told him quietly to let him know I was there.

“Sorry. Today has been kind of a rollercoaster.” He didn't turn to look at me. “I'm just emotional. I didn’t realize how much I missed him.”

“He misses you too, Jasper. He's not trying to give you a handout. I promise,” I whispered, touching his back lightly. “He wants you to do legitimate work for him. Way more than me. He has been planning to hire more people for a while now, but he is so trigger shy because he doesn't trust anyone. Eddie trusts you completely… So, so do I. You could help him in ways I can't. I can take pictures, talk, give him ideas, but you can give him technical skills and you could help him find more people so that he's not working as crazy hard as he is."

“I don't think that will change.” He still didn’t turn around to look at me. “He creates more work for himself.”

“I agree. But... Jasper, he's so ambitious. He’d make you work for your money,” I smirked a little, resting my cheek against his back. “He just wants people he can trust. Edward... Tony, he's such a great man, but he's scared and shy. He knows you won't use him. I'm not telling you what to do. I'm not telling you that you should. I'm telling you his offer is genuine. He wouldn't offer if he didn't want you there with him. In LA he has so few people around him. He has Seth and Tyler, but obviously, it's not the same as you." I took his hand from behind. "As someone who is very concerned that he's just taking pity on me, I understand completely though."

“He's told me about it.” He squeezed my fingers. “Obviously. Not that I mean he does pity you. I mean that you're concerned that you might appear to be a gold digger. No, that's not nice either. How do I say this?” He looked away, embarrassed.

I laughed quietly. “No, that's a good way to sum it up.”

“He doesn't think you're a gold digger,” he promised me softly.

"I know." I smile slightly. "Even if his mother does. She's wrong. About you and about me. You're wonderful."

“So are you. So… Fuck that bitch.”

“Agreed,” I smirked into his back, wrapping my hand holding his around his stomach. “If you're concerned that it'll ever become an issue, talk to him about it. There are contracts you can sign. We’ve got some things in place for us, too. Things we are going to put in writing later. There are things you can put together that will give you both peace of mind.”

“Like that prenup that you already asked for?” He asked.

“Yes, exactly.”

"He's already drawn one up with his lawyer. He hasn't told you because he's afraid to scare you off. Says it's a pretty standard one. He thinks you were just joking about it, but he wants to have it, just in case you really ask for it," Jasper explained to me. "He wasn't like this with any other girl. Vicky, the last one, was desperate to put a ring on it but he never acted on it."

"Eddie was going to ask when they moved to LA together on their anniversary," I told him what was said to me.

“He had some serious doubts about her. Tony loved her but, I don't know. But with you… You are his moon and stars.”

“He seems to be that way with you, too,” I offered him quietly. “So, I don't know what it means. I do love him though. I'm not ready to get married yet. It's been five months. He's so young and so in a rush.”

“I'd be in a rush for a girl like you,” he said sweetly. He turned in my arms and brought his hand to my neck to bring my mouth into a quick kiss. “I should apologize for yelling.”

"Don't agree to anything tonight. It's too much to consider. Don't be rushed into anything you're not ready for. Make a list of pros and cons. Figure out what you need and want. But tell him that you'll think about his offer," I said in a whisper. "It's all he needs right now, and maybe we can work out the details later so you'll both be happy. I just… I just want both of you to be happy."

“I will consider it,” he promised me. “Thank you for being so understanding.” Jasper hugged me tightly. “And, kind. I want you to be happy, too.”

Edward knocked on the door, looking utterly sheepish. "I want to apologize for raising my voice, but I want you to know-"

"I know, darling," Jasper stopped him. "You're incredibly sweet, and I will think about it. Seriously think about it. I'd have to write some things down before I can give you the answer you deserve."

“Thank you. Jasper... you're the only thing I've really missed about this place. You're the only one I wish could come with me. All my other friends-" He shook his head. "I don't know what I'm trying to say. You're my best friend, and I miss you so much. And I'm really glad last night happened."

“I miss you, too,” Jasper said, his voice a little watery. “Me, too. I really am.”

“What time do you work tomorrow?” I asked Jasper, drawing his attention for a second.

He frowned deeply. He looked tired just thinking about it.“Six in the morning until five.”

“Do you want to stay the night again with us?” I asked.

"I-" he began, but he clearly didn't know what to say.

“I want you to stay,” I promised him, my hands flat on his chest as I looked deeply into his very light blue eyes. He pulled me in close, holding my chin so he could properly kiss my mouth.

He looked above my head to Edward. “I'll have to get up at early so I can go get clothes, but yeah. I’d love to.”

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