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Thank you for doing my other request I really enjoyed it 🫶
Could you possibly do jealous Jasper Hale (Twilight 2008) x top m!reader, where reader is a fellow vampire that gets invited to Bella and Edward’s wedding and is forced to bump into Jasper who he once had a weekend away with and Jasper gets jealous when he sees Tanya and her sister flirting with reader. I know that sounds like a lot sorry😭 but can you also include angst and smut🙏🙏 please and thank you
Jasper hale x Dom Amab reader
Tags: drama, jealousy, previous hookups, self orgasm denial, oral sex
As you stepped into the grand ballroom, the opulent setting of Bella and Edward's wedding, you couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and trepidation. The room was a dazzling display of elegance and romance, with twinkling chandeliers casting a soft glow over the gathered guests. You, a vampire with a penchant for indulgence and a heart that yearned for adventure, were determined to make the most of this enchanting evening, even if it meant navigating the complex dynamics of your kind.
Your eyes scanned the crowd, taking in the sea of familiar and unfamiliar faces. It was then that you felt it, a burning gaze that seemed to pierce through the very fabric of your being. You turned, and there he was: Jasper, his eyes locked onto yours with an intensity that left no room for doubt. The memory of your intense weekend hookup flooded back, a whirlwind of passion and desire that had left you both breathless and craving more.
You quickly averted your gaze, focusing instead on the festive atmosphere around you. The air was filled with the soft melodies of a string quartet, and the scent of expensive perfumes and colognes mingled with the aroma of exquisite hors d'oeuvres. You made your way to the bar, where a vampire bartender greeted you with a knowing smile, pouring you a glass of the finest vintage blood wine.
As you sipped your drink, you felt a gentle tap on your shoulder. Turning around, you found yourself face to face with Tenya, a charming and enigmatic vampire with a reputation for being both a charmer and a bit of a rogue. Beside him stood his sister, a striking beauty with eyes that sparkled with mischief. "I hope you don't mind," Tenya said with a grin, "but we couldn't resist the opportunity to meet the vampire who's been causing such a stir."
You returned his smile, feeling a flush of excitement at the prospect of new company. "Not at all," you replied, your voice laced with a hint of flirtation. "It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance."
As the three of you engaged in lively conversation, you could feel Jasper's gaze boring into your back, a silent accusation that sent shivers down your spine. You tried to ignore it, focusing instead on the witty banter and playful teasing that flowed between you and your new acquaintances. Tenya's sister, with her quick wit and infectious laughter, seemed particularly taken with you, her eyes never leaving yours for long.
The evening wore on, a whirlwind of dancing, drinking, and stolen glances. You found yourself drawn into a lively dance with Tenya, his strong arms holding you close as you moved in perfect sync to the music. The room seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of you in a world of your own, lost in the moment.
But even as you reveled in the thrill of the dance, you couldn't shake the feeling of Jasper's eyes on you, a constant reminder of the intensity that still simmered between you. You knew that avoiding him would be impossible, and yet, you found yourself unable to resist the allure of the evening, the promise of new connections and untold pleasures.
As the night drew to a close, you found yourself standing alone by the window, gazing out at the moonlit garden. The sound of footsteps behind you made you turn, and there was Jasper, his expression a mix of longing and jealousy. "I can't stay away from you," he said, his voice a low growl. "Not after what we shared."
You met his gaze, feeling the weight of his words and the intensity of his desire. In that moment, you knew that the night was far from over, and that the complex dance of vampire politics and passion was only just beginning.
As Jasper approached, you felt a surge of emotions coursing through your veins - guilt, attraction, frustration. You took a step back, trying to create some distance between you. "Jasper, I...we can't do this again," you said, your voice wavering despite your best efforts to remain firm.
He stopped in his tracks, his eyes narrowing as he studied your face. "What are you saying?" he demanded, his tone sharp with hurt and anger. "After everything we've been through? All those nights spent together, exploring each other's bodies and souls?"
You flinched at the memories, the heat rising in your cheeks. "I know it was special," you admitted, "but that doesn't change the fact that we're not compatible outside of bed. We want different things, have different priorities."
"Priorities?" Jasper's voice dripped with disdain as he scoffed at your words. "You really think you're better than me, don't you? That you deserve someone more 'compatible', whatever that means." His eyes flashed with a dangerous light, and for a moment, you feared he might lash out physically.
Taking a deep breath, you held your ground, refusing to let his anger intimidate you. "This isn't about being better or worse," you insisted, your voice steady despite the turmoil inside. "It's about recognizing our limitations, acknowledging that we're not suited for a long-term relationship."
"A long-term relationship?" Jasper's laugh was bitter. "Is that what you call it when you fuck each other senseless every chance you get?" He stepped closer, his face inches from yours. "Face it, you can't handle the intensity of what we share."
Jasper's words cut deep, and you felt a sting of shame mixed with anger. "That's not fair," you snapped, your control slipping. "We both know why we keep coming back to each other - because we can't deny the chemistry between us."
His smirk grew wider, a challenge gleaming in his eyes. "So admit it, then. Admit that you crave my touch more than anything else." He reached out, trailing a finger along your jawline, sending sparks of electricity through your body. "Admit that you're addicted to the way I make you scream my name."
You swallowed hard, trying to maintain your composure, but Jasper's proximity was overwhelming. Your resolve crumbled under the onslaught of his dominance, and before you knew it, you were leaning into him, your lips parting in invitation.
"I..." you breathed, your voice barely audible. Jasper seized the moment, claiming your mouth in a bruising kiss that stole the breath from your lungs. His tongue invaded, plundering the depths of your mouth with a ferocity that left you weak-kneed.
You clung to him, returning the kiss with equal desperation, the years of pent-up tension finally exploding into a frenzy of lust and need. Hands roamed, tearing at clothing until you were both naked against the wall, skin slick with sweat and arousal.
Jasper pinned you there, his hips grinding against yours as he rutted into you like a beast in heat. "Fuck, I hate how much I want you," he growled against your ear, nipping at the tender flesh. "Hate how easily you break me."
Breaking free from the kiss, you gasped for air, your chest heaving as you stared up at him with glazed eyes. "You love every second of it," you retorted, your voice heavy with bitterness. "You thrive on the chaos, the risk of getting caught." You pushed him away, forcing him to look into your eyes. "But not anymore. I'm done playing your game."
"Game?" Jasper snarled, his fangs bared in a cruel smile. "Don't flatter yourself. You're just another conquest, another notch on my belt." He grabbed your arm, his grip tight enough to leave marks. "And believe me, darling, I always collect what's mine."
His words stoked the flames of your anger, and you retaliated with a swift punch to his gut. But rather than backing off, Jasper laughed, closing the gap between you once again.
"You think you're so clever, don't you?" you spat, pushing Jasper away with surprising strength. "Always playing games, always in control. Well, maybe it's time someone showed you what real power feels like."
You grabbed his hand, pulling him towards the nearest private alcove, a darkened corner hidden from view by ornate draperies. Without a word, you pushed him against the wall, your hands roaming over his body with a newfound confidence.
"Who's in charge now?" you whispered in his ear, biting down gently on the lobe. Your fingers traced a path down his torso, stopping just short of his throbbing cock.
You smirked at Jasper's surprise, relishing the sensation of power surging through you. "Did you actually believe you had me wrapped around your little finger?" you taunted, your fingers tracing patterns on his abdomen. "Or did you always know that beneath this delicate facade lies a dominant beast waiting to be unleashed?"
"You...you..." Jasper stammered, his eyes wide with shock and arousal. He struggled against your hold, but you were stronger, your grip unyielding.
"Oh, shut up," you hissed, silencing him with a rough kiss. "No more talking. Just feel."
Feeling emboldened by your assertiveness, you continued to explore his body with unabashed curiosity. Your fingers danced over his skin, tracing the outline of muscles and scars alike, your touch both gentle and rough depending on your mood.
You could feel Jasper's heartbeat quicken under your touch, his body trembling with anticipation. Despite his earlier bravado, he was clearly out of his element, unsure of how to react to your sudden shift in dynamic.
Ignoring his confused state, you guided his hand to your growing erection, encouraging him to stroke you roughly. "See this?" you murmured in his ear. "This is your fault. You've been driving me wild since the moment we met."
With a wicked grin, you yanked Jasper's hand away from your cock and pinned it above his head, your fingers interlocking with his. "You may be used to dominating others, but tonight, you're going to worship me," you declared, your voice dripping with authority.
You leaned in close, your breath hot against his ear. "Start by showing me how grateful you are for my attention." With a sharp tug, you forced him to his knees, the cool marble floor a stark contrast to the heat radiating from your body.
Jasper looked up at you, a mix of defiance and hunger in his eyes. "You're playing with fire," he warned, his voice husky with desire. But you merely chuckled, running a hand through his hair to tangle your fingers in the strands.
"Oh, I'm well aware," you purred, giving his hair a slight tug to emphasize your point. "Now, open your mouth and show me what a good little pet you can be."
Jasper's eyes flashed with indignation, but he complied, parting his lips in a silent protest. You pressed the tip of your cock against his tongue, groaning at the warm, wet contact.
"That's it," you cooed, guiding him to take you deeper. "Savor every inch. You're lucky I allow you this privilege."
As Jasper began to suck you with increasing enthusiasm, you threaded your fingers through his hair, holding him in place while you set a relentless pace. The sounds of your moans and his slurping filled the alcove, creating a lewd symphony that echoed through your minds.
"Look at me," you commanded, your grip tightening in his hair. Jasper's eyes met yours, glazed with lust and submission, as he continued to service you with fervor. You drank in the sight, reveling in the power you wielded over him.
With a grunt, you pulled back, denying him the satisfaction of your release. "Enough," you decreed, stepping away from him. "You've proven your devotion. Now, stand up and get dressed."
Jasper rose slowly, his movements stiff with a mix of relief and disappointment. He didn't argue, simply retrieving his clothes and dressing in silence.
Once he was fully attired, you gestured for him to follow you out of the alcove. "Remember this lesson," you said, your voice low and menacing. "In our world, respect is earned, not given. And right now, you owe me big time."
As you led Jasper back into the crowded ballroom, you couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at having asserted your dominance. The night had started with uncertainty and tension, but now, everything felt clearer, more defined.
You spotted Tenya and his sister across the room, engaged in lively conversation with a group of vampires. Making your way over, you slid an arm around Tenya's waist, drawing him close.
"Sorry for the disappearance," you explained with a wink. "Jasper and I needed a little...private time." Tenya raised an eyebrow but smiled knowingly, nodding in understanding.
Meanwhile, Jasper hovered awkwardly nearby, his eyes darting between you and the other partygoers. You could practically see the wheels turning in his head as he processed the events of the past hour.