Blood Mates

Their First Time

They got to his house ten minutes later and after unloading everything, Alaia, unzipped her boots and dropped her clutch, keys, and phone on the couch. She checked her phone to see Haven had texted her letting her know dad was still thinking she was with Stella. Which was perfect, he would freak if he knew where she was.

And what she was about to do.

Jasper was peeking over at her, and his blood was hot with lust, it was disorienting, it was fascinating. It was maddening.

Every fiber of Alaia’s being craved Jasper. And she wanted him to belong to her, and only her. It was kind of obsessive, and maybe even overwhelming considering his age, unlikeliness he’d ever want to be like her, and the sheer stupidity of her dumb heart.

But in the moment of him rounding the kitchen table and slowly approaching her in the living room, Alaia knew. As his eyes lowered unsure, and then met hers with a yearning she knew shined in hers, Alaia knew she couldn’t lie to herself anymore.

She loved Jasper Wynter more than anything she ever thought possible. And even if he left her tomorrow, tonight she needed him to be all hers. To have some memory, connection, or tether to each other.

Alaia approached Jasper and grabbed his hand. Jasper hit the lights downstairs and followed behind her to his room. Both started getting out of their costumes, and Jasper touched his hair feeling how uncomfortably stiff it was. “It’s already fading,” Alaia said now looking at his hair turning back blonde.

“Yeah but now it feels like a bread basket.” Alaia looked at him confused and he shrugged making her giggle. “Well we have to wash off these freaking tattoos and I put on a lot of body glitter.” Alaia looked in his big mirror over his dresser as she started wiping off the makeup.

“I’ll wash your hair for you.” She offered peeking over her shoulder at him. Jasper stood shirtless and his pants were low on his hips showing his happy trail.

Jasper was a tall guy with a nice body, a six pack that wasn’t sculpted but still there. With a nice chest and a cute innocent smile, Jasper had her gums aching. Turning around Alaia stood in nothing but her cute lace bralette and boy shorts.

Jasper nodded slowly and after Alaia finished cleaning off all her makeup, he kicked off his burgundy air force ones that had matched his jacket and went into the bathroom. Turning on the shower, Jasper checked the temp as Alaia came into the bathroom. Shutting the door, Jasper tried not to look as he heard her unclipping her bra.

But Alaia stared directly at him as she did. Her bra hitting the floor was a sound that Jasper felt in his bones. And then she stepped out of her panties and Jasper fought not to look. When the water was hot enough and the bathroom steamy, Jasper turned slowly and looked at Alaia who watched him look.

And as she climbed into the shower he breathed out shakily. Taking his pants offs, Jasper had the awkward 12 year old boy’s first time in the locker room situation. He would be looked at and judged, and he hoped he measured up.

Literally.

Jasper stood naked for a moment outside the shower trying to find courage. And then when he heard Alaia humming as she washed her body. He shook his head and smiled a little feeling ridiculous. Climbing slowly into the shower behind her, Jasper looked at her naked back for a moment. As he stood behind her, the water bouncing off her skin and lightly hitting his, Jasper couldn’t breathe.

Alaia waited, she hated she didn’t know what to do. So, she could do nothing but stand there, and then she felt his hand on her hip. He turned her around and Alaia slowly did and when she looked up at him for a moment, her eyes went down on their own accords.

Alaia blushed as her body thumped with excitement, her face turning red as goosebumps smattered her skin. Jasper did his best to hide his pleased reaction that she approved of his body. Because with her built like a goddess, and him feeling like a pathetic pasty little boy. It was a confidence boost he needed.

Navigating around her, Jasper let the water run through his hair and down his spine. Alaia grabbed a bottle of shampoo and after putting some in her hands she washed his hair, the green dye easily left leaving his blonde hair in it’s perfect glory.

Jasper stood enjoying the water as Alaia’s soft body curved against his. Alaia smiled up at Jasper and as his blood warmed from the hot shower, she was hit with just how delicious he smelled. Panting, Alaia wanted to bite, but she settled for kissing him.

Jasper’s arms wrapped around her as he kissed her back. Her body was so soft and luscious, he was addicted to her taste, to the feel of her. Alaia hummed against his lips as his hands stroked up her sides and then he was massaging her chest, his fingers tweaking her n*****s making her moan.

Kissing down her neck, as her fingers clenched his muscles, Jasper slid a hand down her stomach and when he found her soft s*x wet for him, he slowly began to stroke her.

 Alaia’s hips moving against his hand showed Jasper she liked it, so as he left a smattering of love bites on her neck, Alaia was in heaven as she felt her s*x clench and shiver with need as he played with her little bundle of nerves.

But she wanted more, and she wanted to do more. So as her hand snaked down his chest, Alaia stopped at her grand prize as she kissed Jasper eagerly.

Jasper groaned as Alaia’s hand wrapped around him, her tugging motion driving him crazy as her soft mouth kissed and sucked on his chin down his neck. Running a hand through his wet hair pushing it off his face, Jasper whispered, “Bedroom?” Alaia nodded in agreement and they got out of the shower, dried off and walked into his room.

Jasper stood naked holding a towel in his hand in front of his junk. His hair toweled dry but still damp. Alaia stood with a towel wrapped around her, and as she looked at him standing away from her, she knew. It was her turn, she had to make the first move on this one.

Alaia faced Jasper as she turned on his lamp and he killed his room light. She looked at him nervously as she slowly removed her towel under his gaze and got under his covers. Jasper dropped his towel next and as her eyes followed him, Jasper joined her in bed under the covers.

Their bodies still warm from the shower, their arousal still at it’s peek, Jasper and Alaia laid on his cool sheets staring at each other for a moment.

Alaia looked at him as he tucked a curl behind her ear, then they were kissing, Jasper pressed his body into hers. As his warm body settled on to hers, Alaia moaned as Jasper’s c**k pressed into her warm s*x.

Tossing her head back in rapture as he kissed down her neck. Jasper looked down at her and whispered, “Do you want to…?” Alaia nodded and Jasper reached into his dresser. Alaia watched him open the condom wrapper and guide it on.

Jasper met her eyes for one last approval, and Alaia kissed him as he crawled on top of her. Kissing her breast softly, Jasper slowly pushed the head in and watched Alaia adjust as he slowly sunk into the depth of her.

Rolling around in his bed, Alaia and Jasper gave themselves to each other thrice over. Giggling as they awkwardly tousled around, Alaia and Jasper both gasped in pleasure as she rocked until he was deeper inside of her.

Alaia met Jasper’s eyes as she started to feel her hunger tearing through her. But then he kissed her, and as she felt him pushing harder, faster, she gripped the covers as she cried out his name.

Jasper felt his soul erupt and bleed for Alaia, as he shot his load into the condom. He held on to him as she shook and shivered in his arms, as she panted and moaned her release, Jasper kissed her.

Alaia met Jasper’s eyes in the dark perfectly well. And it was there, in each other eyes, how they felt, but neither felt the need to say it aloud. It was written all over both of their faces.

 After they were able to gather their senses, Alaia and Jasper laid in bed side by side after he disposed of the condom. The only light came through the window, and it was under the glow of a full moon, they both laid sated in the others embrace