Hands on Me (A Twilight Fanfiction written by IndependentIndividuality)

Chapter 50: In Which Freesia Breeze Sounds Cool

Hands on Me by IndependenceIndividuality
Books » Twilight Rated: M, English, Romance & Adventure, Renesmee C./Nessie, Jacob, Words: 393k+, Favs: 1k+, Follows: 574, Published: Feb 24, 2009 Updated: Feb 24, 2010
4,439 Chapter 50: In Which Freesia Breeze Sounds Cool
A/N: After my previous extremely length A/N's, there's not much to say about this chapter. Jake and Nessie work out some intimacy and trust issues in much better ways that normal people do, I'm sure, and come out on other end better, I think. I like this chapter, Nessie's rant and the . . . rest of it. Besides that, I have nothing else to say. For once. :)

Ah - thought of something else: I'm looking for a beta for a J/N tragedy/romance one-shot for the SOB contest, if anyone could be so helpful as to point me towards some info. Thank you!

Disclaimer: I don't own the lyrics or the characters, just the things I make them do. SM would hang her head in shame. :D

In Which Freesia Breeze Sounds Cool

you can dress
me up in diamonds
you can dress me up in dirt
you can throw me like a lineman
i like it better when it hurts

- ashlee simpson, lala

"I smelled it," he said, and a piece clicked into place. Why he'd been acting so weird that morning. I blushed without really knowing why. "I - it was so hard to keep control of myself that first time."

"I'm sorry," I apologized, wondering if he'd lean down so I could give him a kiss. "But . . . you don't have to do that anymore. Keep control of yourself, I mean."

Jacob kind of groaned, low in his chest, but mostly seemed to shake the comment off. I knew he would. He was still feeling bad.

"Don't be sorry," Jacob said, reaching down to massage my shoulder soothingly with one hand. "Just turn around so I can wash your hair."

"Wash my hair?" I asked, even as Jacob's hand slowly guided me around so my back was facing him. I wasn't sure why I felt more exposed this way.

"Mmm," Jacob said, pressing my head forward gently to soak the rest and then guiding me back a step so my head was out from under the spray. "I'm taking care of you right now, remember? Now, do you want freesia breeze or coconut cream?"

"What?" I asked, unable to hold in a giggle, as I looked back at Jacob over my shoulder. He had a bottle of shampoo in each hand.

"Unless you want Head and Shoulders, which is what I'm about to use. I'm just telling you the girly shit Rachel's got in here."

I turned back to face the front of the shower, still grinning. "You choose, Jake. I trust your judgment."

"Freesia breeze sounds cool," Jacob decided after a second and I heard stuff being set back down. A second later, Jacob's hands were in my hair, the cold shampoo shocking me a little.

He was gentle in the extreme, probably not getting it as clean as he should've really, but I couldn't bring myself to mind. Jacob's fingers threaded through my hair like he knew exactly what he was doing, gathering the length of my hair in his hands and massaging the shampoo into it. About halfway through, I forgot even that we were both naked really, I was so relaxed. I could have fallen asleep.

Just before I did though, Jacob's warm voice pulled me back out, saying, "Turn around so I can rinse it out, Ness."

I did, remembering then that we were both very much naked as Jacob's body came into view. I was face-to-face with the very top of Jacob's stomach until he tilted my head back so he could get the shampoo out. He let me right my head before too long, reaching back to focus on getting the shampoo out of the rest.