The Consumation (Fan-Fic)

After driving all night and the next day after our wedding, Bella and I arrived right after sundown at the village near our honeymoon spot one fourth the way down the Baja Peninsula in Mexico. I had spent hours on the internet and phone finding the perfect situation; a private location on a beach where I could spend time in the sun with Bella without worrying about being spotted by other humans. In the end, I had to pay for four cottages at the end of a private road with a locked gate to ensure the requisite seclusion. But Bella wanted a honeymoon in a warm, sunny place, and since money was no object, it was no problem to bribe the property manager to find other arrangements for the vacationers that had already reserved two of the bungalows.

We found the address of the property manager; he escorted us to the cottages and showed us which one had been stocked with the perishable groceries I had requested. He inquired when the rest of our party would arrive and take up residence in the other three cabins. I told him they would be arriving at different times over the next week, and that we would make arrangements to meet them so that he would not have to escort them in himself. I explained to him that we did not want anyone to disturb us during our two week stay, and he agreed that he or his maintenance crew would only come by after being requested to do so. After he did, I walked back to the Land Rover I had leased, both for this trip and for Bella to drive until her wedding gift from Rosalie, a total renovation of her truck done mostly by Rosalie herself, was complete. I rummaged through the cartons in the back and took out a thick chain and heavy padlock, and ran back to the gate and ensured our wishes would be abided by.

When I got back, Bella had changed into her sweats and was lying on the bed asleep. I wasn't surprised, the events leading up to the wedding and the ensuing 20-plus hour drive in the tightly packed Land Rover had exhausted her. I let her sleep and unloaded the Land Rover. I checked on her again, and decided to hunt the desert dwelling deer that roamed this part of Mexico. I wrote a note on a tablet and left it on the bed next to Bella in case she should wake up, jumped in the Land Rover and headed into the desert hills.

I got back just before sunrise, pleased with my success. Bella was still asleep so I unpacked the provisions Alice and I had packed; Bella's favorite foods, new clothes that Alice had picked out for her, plus a few other things I thought would be necessary or handy. I went back in the bedroom, where Bella was stirring. I lay down next to her, and gently stroked her cheek. She woke up, looked at me and smiled. Then, she noticed the room was light, and sat up. "How long have I been asleep?" "All night" I replied. "Well crap! I'm sorry! Here we are on our honeymoon, and all I do is sleep!" "You were tired" I replied. "I was glad you slept, after that long drive". She looked into my eyes, noticing how light they were. "What did you find to hunt around here?" "Well, I went looking for deer" I responded, "I'd read they were here, but hard to find. Now I know why. There are a lot of mountain lions around." I grinned at her and she shook her head and got up and went into the bathroom.

While she was in there, I brought out a couple of packages I had packed, and stripped down the bed. I put on a heated mattress pad and electric blanket, turned them on then remade the bed. When she came out, she looked a little uncertain as to what to do next. I decided not to rush things, and asked if she wanted some breakfast. She agreed, and we went into the small kitchen where I poured her favorite cereal in a bowl and set it on the table with some milk from the refridgerator. I sat down across from her, watching her eat, wishing I could be the one who, in a few short weeks would be the one to change, to become human instead of having Bella give up her humanity. I would pay any price to be sitting across from her, eating cereal every morning.

When she finished, I suggested we go out and check out the beach. It was already getting hot; the cottage had no air conditioning but relied on open windows and the ocean breeze blowing through for cooling. I opened the windows while Bella changed from her sweats to a bathing suit and shorts. I put on something I'd never worn before: swim trunks. As a young human, I wore the typical suits of my time on my human family's summer trips to the shores of Lake Michigan, they were ridiculous-looking things that looked like the skivvies I wore during the winter, only with lower legs and arms cut off. As a vampire, I never swam or sunbathed. Even though it is a myth that the sun burns vampires, we still avoid it. Although the diamond like facets in our skin reflect the burning UV rays, we still become uncomfortably warm. If we get too warm, our strength saps.

We walked out on the beach, and I immediately became self-conscience of the glow I was putting off. Bella had never seen me so exposed in the sun before. She must have felt my tension, and reached for my hand. We walked down to the water's edge and let it lap up over our feet. "Do you want to get in" I asked her. "Not really, not now anyway" she said. "I'd just like to sit here and watch the water for a while". I ran back to the cottage for a blanket, and we laid it out on the dry sand. I had also brought out a bottle of sun-block for my nearly-albino wife, and began spreading it on her, her legs, her back, then letting my hands glide over her shoulders, rubbing it over her chest. As I massaged sun block into parts of her body I had never touched before, I felt a stirring that I had always repressed, but between the sun weakening me and my anticipation for what I knew was going to occur eventually during the honeymoon, I gave into it. Bella too was reacting to my touch. Her breaths were coming quicker and shallower and her heart was beating faster. I turned her to face me, and we kissed as passionately as possible with me being careful to not cut her with my teeth. My hands came up over her back, hooked the bathing suit straps, and pulled them down over her shoulders. I then did something I had always wanted but never dared to; touched her breasts. She closed her eyes and sank into me. I worried for a moment she had fainted, but was instead giving into the pleasure of the sensation. I felt ready to take her right then and there, but felt too vulnerable out there in the open. I got uo to my feet, extended my hand and helped Bella to hers. "Let's go to the bedroom" I whispered. She looked at me with an expression so longing that it almost scared me. Would I be able to do this? I closed my eyes, kissed her again and began to feel very weak. Was it the sun, or was it emotion, fear combined with longing, overcoming me? Regardless, I needed to get to the cottage. I led her back and we entered the bedroom.

The momentum of the events on the beach had been disrupted, and we were unsure how to recreate it. Bella put her arms around me, then stepped back, startled "You're warmer, and...softer" she said. "Must be all the sun" I muttered, as she squeezed my arm, and instead of the expected rock-hardness, it flexed under the pressure. "The sun?" she answered "But the sun doesn't hurt you." "No, but it still affects me. The warmth. Like plastic gets soft when it's warm". "You never told me" she said accusingly. "These are things I'm going to have to know". I winced. I hadn't told her a lot of things she should know. I didn't like to talk about her becoming a vampire. I loved her as she was.

Now that the mood was thoroughly disrupted, she pulled up her bathing suit and walked into the bathroom. I sat on the warm bed, despondant. A few minutes later, however, she walked out, wearing a short silk robe that Alice must have bought for her, since it was not something Bella would buy for herself. She walked up to me, sat on my lap wrapping her arms and legs around me, and began kissing me. The mood was instantly restored, and I slipped my hands in and under the robe to find out what was beneath. Nothing. Her hands worked their way to my trunks and untied the draw string. I stood while holding her, still feeling a little weak, and the trunks fell down to my ankles. I pulled back the covers on the bed, lay her down on it, and stepped out of the trunks and into an unforgettable experience.