Marriage is the union between two people who are in love. Two people who are usually men and women. But not for us, Jasper and I had been thinking about marriage for a while. The wedding would be quiet and it would only be our closest friends that would be there.
The throne room covered in beautiful, white roses and red candles bleeding wax like a fresh bite. Everyone standing around us congratulates the two of us before we drive off to our honeymoon destination. An island somewhere far away where no one would ever disturb us and where we would be able to enjoy ourselves.
This would be an amazing dream if it wasn't a reality.
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Sitting in the main bedroom of the little house on the island my uncles owned, I waited for Jasper to bring back a few humans that had gone missing according to the local police. This has been our reality for the past couple of days since the wedding. Uncle Aro had sad we could take a few months off to enjoy newly wed life while they would rule till we came back.
It was peaceful, the sound of the birds chirping and the soft sounds of the wind blowing through the trees. If it wasn't for the fact that I missed that old, ancient castle. That has stood for hundreds of years. I would've wanted to stay on the island.
"Darling, I've brought lunch." Jasper called from the kitchen.
A human man stood in the middle of the kitchen floor, and he stood shaking and sweating from fear. I walked slowly towards him and smelt the base of his neck. It smelt of sweet, sweet blood, almost like the enticing smell of candy to a small child.
My mouth began to water, I licked his neck before I bitten into it. The blood flowed into my mouth. Jasper watched us, and my eyes rolled back at the taste of the blood. The pleasure that came from the drinking the fresh blood.
Jasper dipped into the other side of the human neck to get a taste of it also. He couldn't control the urge to rip apart the human. He had forgotten the sweet, fresh, and warm feeling of the blood. This warm feeling brought on other feelings, too.
I dropped the human and looked at Jasper, whose eyes were closed and seemed to n=be in a deep state of pleasure. I could not deny the fact that he looked absolutely beautiful in this light.
I could feel my blood rush to certain areas if my body and the feeling of want for blood turned to feeling of want for something completely different. This feeling of want was something I could not control.
Jasper noticed that I had let go. He let go of the human, watching slowly as the body fell to the ground with a deafening thump.
"What are you looking at?" He looked at me, mouth covered in blood.
"You. I am looking at you." I grabbed his neck and brought his lips to mine.
We were rough and needy with each other. Hands rushing through each others hair, grabbing of clothes. "I need you."
"Baby, I know, I know. " I breathed into his mouth. "I need you too."
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Quiet (Jasper Whitlock)
Fanfictionquiet [adjective] 1. making little noise or no noise. 2. carried out discreetly or with moderation Jasper Whitlock has a mate. no one has heard his voice but him. why ? He's voice creates an ear piercing sound. His voice could make anyone give up...
