Twilight Imagines

Try(Jasper)

"I'd like to request a Jasper fic! 🙈 He's nervous to kiss the reader, much like Edward was nervous to kiss Bella. He kisses her and he has to stop himself after he feels her emotions, those being lust and arousal. She feels like she's upset him but he explains that he could hurt her. Loads of fluff? thank youuuu x"

Word Count: 724

Warnings: none

Your relationship with Jasper has been moving slowly, to say the least. He is very afraid of hurting you, or even lusting you. He's still not as used to being around human blood as the rest of his siblings, and after the incident that happened a few years ago with Bella and her papercut, he is unsure if he'll ever be able to trust himself with you. Then again, seeing the restrain that Edward managed to have when James nearly turned Bella, gave him hope, which is the only reason he is giving this a shot. His life has become centered around you ever since he met you. He felt his whole life stop in place when he laid his eyes on you. You looked so beautiful, without trying. You were just brushing your fingers through you hair, smiling at your friend, and he felt like he couldn't move. He couldn't speak, all he could do was stare at you.

"Jasper," Your voice brings him back to reality. He was daydreaming about the first time he saw you. He is sitting beside you on your bed, sort of late at night. Your family has long gone to sleep, and you begged him to sneak in.

"Darlin'," He responds, his gaze falling on you. He adores you, you can tell it. Everyone can, the same intensity that Edward displays toward Bella, is present with Jasper.

You scoot closer to him, which causes him to tense up. "Please." You say. He knows what you are asking, and he looks away, dismissing the idea. "Y/N." He speaks sternly. "Jasper..." You mumble, placing your hand on his cheek. He slowly turns his head toward you, getting lost in your eyes again. "Darlin.." He mutters, trying to remain strong. His eyes fall to your lips. They look so soft, so delicious. "Just once. Try it." You beg him. He can feel your insecurity and desperation, and it saddens him that he is scared to give you want the both of you want.

"I don't know if I can..." He starts, and you stand up, standing in front of him, pushing between his legs. "You can. I know you can. I trust you." He sighs, taking your arm, standing up in front of you. He is taller than you, and his other hand cups your cheek, as he stares longingly into your eyes. He leans in, very slowly, cautiously. His thumb rubs against your cheek, and he ever so lightly presses his lips against yours.

You practically melt into his touch, leaning in, kissing him back passionately. He tenses against you, but doesn't pull away. You hold onto his neck lightly, pressing your body against his, enjoying this too much already. His hands fall to your waist, holding you tight. He can already feel himself starting to lose control, but he can't help it.

You lightly push him down back into a sitting position on your bed, placing yourself in his lap and straddling him. "Mmm" He groans against your lips, grabbing at your hips. He reads your emotions and feels all of the lust inside of you, and realizes that he needs to stop before it's too late. He uses his vampire speed to lay you down onto the bed and zoom across the room.

You lay there, catching your breath, stunned. "Babe..." You mutter, unsure of how to express how you are feeling. "I know." He replies quietly, staring at you lustfully. He is desperately trying not to push himself. "Did I do something wrong?" You ask. He is suddenly overcome with the insecurity you are feeling and he rushes to sit beside you, looking deep into your eyes. "Doll, not at all. I can't risk hurting you. You know that." He whispers, brushing your loose hair behind your ear. "In time... I have to get adjusted." He mutters, placing a quick chaste kiss to your cheek. You smile half-heartedly, knowing that he is right, and he feels your insecurity beginning to wash away. "You're my everything, I don't want to push it. I promise, darlin, I'm working on it." You nod your head understandingly, and reach to turn off the bedside table lamp. He lays down beside you, placing an arm around your shoulder and holding you close as you start to drift off to sleep.