The Twilight Homicides Vol. 2 - Missing Persons (Twilight fanfiction)

Chapter 10 | Silver serpent | Kate Kavanagh

We were together all night, me and Elliot. He was gorgeous and loved to dance and as he confidently ran his hands all over me I knew he had to be an incurable lady's man. As we talked through the night he didn't seem to be a bad guy at all. It was only my unease towards Christian that made me think something wasn't right about him, but the more I thought about it the more I told myself to stop being stupid. it was all fine. He's probably just one of those oddball rich boys who are just a bit out of touch. I'd gotten this whole thing wrong. I suppose it might have been the alcohol, the relief at letting off steam from weeks of hard work, or maybe just the urge to see more of Elliot that made me change my mind.

If Ana wanted to go to Christian's place it was none of my business, and if she wanted to spend the night with him why should I not do the same with Elliot? When I looked at him it was like...Oh, I don't know what it's like. He made me feel so strange and I couldn't stop smiling. I met lots of handsome guys on the pull and went to bed with some too, but I never saw a man who made me feel like that before. I suppose I should have felt stupid and ashamed, I only just met him, but I felt nothing but thrilled. Not long after leaving the pub, I was leading him by the hand into a taxi headed to my place.

As soon as we got out of the taxi and paid the driver, I eagerly led the way upstairs to my apartment. I was aware that I was coming across as easy but I didn't care, I was overcome by an insatiable desire to see if this cocky casanova would be sturdy enough to leave an impact. I unlocked the door and showed him into the apartment. The streetlights from outside illuminated the living room in a warm glow as I threw off my jacket and pulled Elliot towards my bedroom. Neither of us bothered with the effort of seductive small talk, although to be fair it is hard to talk with someone's tongue in your mouth.

I removed my dress, letting it fall to my ankles, revealing my black see-through lingerie. He smiled, pulling his jacket off as I knelt and unbuckled his belt before gently running my hands over his thighs. Concealed beneath the denim jeans his manhood stiffened under my caresses, causing him to let out a pleasurable gasp as he lifted his t-shirt over his head. It was near to bursting from his trousers, long and muscular, like a python with no end to its body that my hand could trace.

Curious and eager I unzipped him, lowering his jeans and boxers to reveal the throbbing, muscular serpent beneath. As Elliot stepped towards me, it stood tall and firm, stroking my hair as he beckoned me to lean forward. I took it in my hands kissing and caressing the crimson tip as he gasped and signed. Hot and hard he took my hand, guiding it up and down him in a gentle motion. With his other hand still stroking my hair, he tilted my head forward as I opened my mouth. He nearly lost his balance as I ran my lips and tongue up and down his manhood, with each motion drawing sighs of delight from him. On and on I took him in and out, drawing him deeper into my mouth as he ran his fingers through my hair.

Then, just as I thought he might come he pulled away and urged me to stand. He wasted no time as he pushed me towards the bed and sat me down. As I leaned back onto the mattress, he climbed on top, kissing my breasts and belly before sliding his fingers into my underwear, sliding them down over my legs, and tossing them onto the floor.

Wet with anticipation I spread my legs for him as he kissed my legs and ran his mouth up the warmth of my thighs before I tilted my head back as he finally reached the sweetest part. Wave upon wave of pleasure washed over me with each voluptuous motion of his lips and tongue. I could hardly breathe as buried his head deeper between my legs. I almost let out an orgasmic scream as he penetrated me with his tongue, slipping it with a sweet wriggling movement.

After a couple of minutes, Elliot climbed back onto the bed taking a Durex from the pocket of his jeans as he pulled them off. He got up from the bed, and lifting my thighs to his hips, he unwrapped the condom and put it on. He leaned over me, taking his proud, throbbing member in his hand and gently guiding it into my most eager and pleasure-thirsty orifice. As the lips of my most private area parted with the thrust of his manhood, Though it had often been entered I felt a mix of pleasure and pain. It was still far from wide enough to handle the dilation as it gave way to the motion of the seductive serpent till I felt nothing but pleasure. On and on we made love throughout the night.

I don't remember when morning happened, only the afterglow the night before as I put my nighty on and went to make breakfast. After placing eggs and bread on the counter to make french toast I put the kettle on to boil, then knocked on Ana's door to see if she had come home. Hopefully, she hadn't been in there with Christian all night. The things they would have heard. Luckily she was not in her room, though there was a small part of me wondering if that was a good thing. As all my negative thoughts of Christian came flooding back I tried telling myself to be sensible. Everything was fine, but those thoughts continued to invade my mind.

"What's your brother like?" I asked Elliot as he emerged from my room near-naked with only his boxers to cover himself.

"Christian? He's great. I've also got a sister, Mia. Have you met her yet?" He asked.

"No, I haven't,"

"Anyway, never mind my brother. I'd rather focus on you. Come here." He laughed, taking my hand and pulling me close to him. As we kissed, fondled and caressed each other I felt the stiffness of his manhood pressing against my thigh. With a new rush of confidence and desire, I lead him to the sofa, lowering his boxers as I sat down. I took his crimson-tipped serpent in my mouth and slid my lips up and down the length of him. After a couple of minutes, he asked me to get on my back and I obliged. He thrust himself inside me, hard as a rock. I wrapped my arms and legs around him, drawing him deeper inside.

Suddenly the front door flew open and our ecstasy turned to horror as Ana and Christian stood in the doorway, shellshocked at the sight of us. Elliot jumped off of me, pulling up his boxers to cover himself again. "Uh... we better put some closes on." He said to them as he ran into my room to fetch his clothes. I quickly pulled my nighty down over my exposed parts and covered myself with a big sofa pillow.

"So... your evening went well," Ana said, trying desperately not to sound awkward.

"Yes... yes, it did. Yours too I see." I tried to sound more enthusiastic than embarrassed.

"Oh... we didn't... We slept in different hotel rooms." She said as Elliot nervously came out of my room fully dressed.

"I... I better go." He stuttered.

"It's fine," I reassured him.

"Here. Call me sometime." He awkwardly handed me a card for the Silver serpent pub with his name and phone number on the back, before heading for the door.

"I'll give you a ride home," Christain said, looking very unamused indeed.

"Thanks. I'll wait for you outside." Something about the nervous way Elliot looked at Christian made me wonder if it was more his brother than the situation that unsettled him.

"Thank you, Miss Steele, for that lovely evening," Christian said, turning his apathetic expression from Elliot to Ana. Feeling uncomfortable I pushed the pillows aside and headed for my bedroom door. " I hope to see you again sometime." I heard him say.

"I'd like that too." She said as he walked away and I heard the door close.