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It's raining in Forks. This in itself is not anything new. When is it not raining?

When most people flee to their houses as the rain comes down in sheets, Alice finds herself drawn to it. She likes the smell, she likes the feel of the water against her skin, in her hair, and she doesn't even mind the mud on her dresses or her shoes. She loves to take Jasper's hand and drag him out in the weather because his smell is intensified in it.

They're deep in the forest that surrounds their house, the rain merely a drizzle now as they wander old forgotten paths and end up in a grove where little wildflowers grow. She waits until Jasper wanders just a little ahead of her and then she pounces.

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Only Jasper is there to catch her when she does, turning around at the precise moment she leaps, her hesitancy having betrayed her, and he laughs as his footing is lost. He falls back on flowers and mud, but Alice is kept safe, tucked in his arms.

Alice shrieks playfully as they go down, her fingers tight in his shirt as they hit the wet ground. She giggles into his neck before kissing him just below his ear.

Slowly, she pushes herself away from him to lay in the dirt, curled against his side, squinting up at the rain as it washes over them.

Edited 2009-05-11 22:56 (UTC)

His gaze stays on her as she peers up toward storm clouds, more than happy to look on her instead and revel in her contentment.

A few droplets of rain run down her cheeks, in the mimicry of tears, and he brushes them away, leaving a smear of dirt behind instead.

His apology is nothing more than another laugh.

She laughs softly in response, dragging the back of her hand across the dirt on her face, eliminating it.

Her smile is bright as she stares up at him from his side, expression adoring. She curls closer, breathing him in with a deep inhale.

A shift of their bodies has him hovering over her, his nose dragging along her neck as he returns the gesture, inhaling deeply, his lips a mere breath from her skin.

Her eyes drift shut as her lips part, head tilting back in response to him against her neck. Her fingers sink into the soft, muddy earth, but for the most part, she holds still, waiting to see if he'll kiss her.

With baited breath she can wait and wait for the press of his lips against hers, yet the kiss he offers is a very nontraditional one. He sits back with a grin, dragging his fingers through puddled mud and those same fingers brush her cheek in a kiss, a dirty mark painted on her skin once more.

"Eugh," She sighs, eyes opening to glare at him. The glare falls short of menacing as her shoulders shake with laughter, her hand dragging over her cheek again.

Alice pushes up to follow him, dragging her fingers through the dirt to swipe it over his nose.

His nose wrinkles at the mess left and he snarls, yet playfully so, before he tackles her back to the ground, transferring the dirt from his nose to her neck with a quick, decisive swipe.

"Hey!" She squeaks, laughing and writhing under him, hands pushing at his shoulders, feet dragging at his legs.

He laughs, his breath a puff against her neck, as she pushes and tugs at him.

All her squirming does is make him grab a handful of earth and leave an impression of his hand on her cleavage, his fingers lingering momentarily on the curve of her collarbone.

Edited 2009-05-12 01:24 (UTC)

"Jazz," She sighs, exasperated, arching her back slightly, dirt trailing down her skin.

Her muddy fingers push into his hair as she sighs again.

"Alice."

His sigh is decidedly less exasperated and more another breath as he blows the loose dirt from her skin, letting it trickle down over the curve of her neck.

She inhales sharply at the feel of his breath against her skin, arching up just a little more, her fingers tightening in his hair for a moment.

His lips are a ghost, barely touching as he follows the point of her chin, feathering over her lips and nose to the cant of her brow before following the same path down.

He sits up then, dragging her into his lap as he examines the dip of a collarbone and the drop of a bare shoulder as he pushes the thin material of her shirt down.

Alice blinks up into the rain as she settles into his lap, her hand idle at his arm as he pulls at her shirt.

Blinking the rain out of her eyes, she ducks her head and drags her lips across his forehead.

"'It's your love,'" Jasper croons at her suddenly, laughing as he presses an open mouthed kiss to her shoulder. "'It just does somethin' to me.'"

Her fingers tighten around his arm at his mouth and her lip gets tugged between her teeth as he sings softly, her mouth stretching into a smile.

"'It sends a shock right through me, ooh, I can't get enough...'"

He trails off in the lyrics to a hum, dragging his mouth across her skin, his fingers tight at her waist.

She laughs softly, her breath leaving her in a soft whoosh and she shifts in his lap, her hand sliding up his arm to tangle back into his hair.

He slides his hand down her back as hers tangles in his hair and he presses her close while tracing her jawline with his lips, still humming the song faintly.

Edited 2009-05-12 03:11 (UTC)

She settles back into the rain covered grass and flowers, her legs tangling with his.

"Jasper," She whispers, her fingers tightening in his hair to pull him up slightly, so she can kiss him, slowly, exploring his mouth with hers.

His fingers are a slight pressure on her smooth skin as he slips his hands beneath her and under her shirt, tracing the arch of her back as they trade nips and kisses. As he drags his mouth away from hers, nudging her head back with a bump of his nose to her chin, to return his attentions to her neck.

The air around them is alive with the sounds of rain hitting blades of grass, of animals shifting to hide during the storm, of her soft sighs as his mouth leaves hers, as he trails down her neck.

She's pliable under his hands, clay for him to shape. Her fingers sink back into the wet earth, her other hand playing with the collar of his shirt, her eyes half-closed as she watches him.

With another quick nuzzle beneath her chin, Jasper pillows his head on her chest, clinging to her as his eyes drift close at the feel of her fingers along his collar, just savoring the peace that surrounds them.