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#twilight dr Carlisle Cullen
local-crying-boy · 2 months
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As If To Turn Back Time
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Carlisle Cullen X Female!Reader
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Pairing: Carlisle Cullen x Female!Reader
Genre: One-Shot, fluff, reunion
Warnings: literally just ignoring Carlisle’s backstory a bit cause I’m too stupid to understand dates and such, failed attempt at me writing people talking from the 1600s with only Bridgeton as a guide
Summary: You and Carlisle met in the 1600s, you had grown close and wanted to come clean to him. However, you had no choice but to leave. The two of you meet years later, Carlisle realising you are a vampire and you discovering that he had turned.
Word Count: 2.7k
A/n: This poor draft has been sitting in my drafts for way too damn long, so long that you can probably see how my writing style changes half way through :(
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The two of you had often walked long walks during the day, talking about seemingly anything and everything. The conversations never pausing or becoming overbearingly dull, it seemed as if you could talk for hours on end.
You, despite not wanting to, grew close to Carlisle, even starting to be on a first name basis. He had always been gentlemen like and was not like the other men you’d talked to, simply wanting somebody to ‘woo’ and eventually marry.
Of course, you never stayed long enough for engagement to even be considered.
However, you didn’t want to leave this one. He was kind, kind unlike the others. His words were genuine, his smile was not faked nor was it practiced. He didn’t say the things he wanted you to hear, he was true about his thoughts and feelings.
He was as though he was too good to he true.
Carlisle thought this about you too. Kind, genuine, true. However, he was correct about being too good to be true, because you knew you had to leave, to break his heart.
Each evening, after parting ways with the Doctor, you cursed yourself. How could you be so careless with your heart? So quick to fall in love? You would outlive him for God’s sake! You would leave before you even got the chance to tell him you loved him, before he could even realise that you were going to leave.
There was no way to ever have a human and a vampire together, not without the Volturi knowing or without the human dying. Having both end up being dead, Carlisle would be buried and you would have half your heart ripped apart. There was no way to run from this problem. You loved him.
You loved Carlisle Cullen.
On June 2nd, 1661, at 3:26pm on a Tuesday afternoon, you had decided to come clean to Carlisle. He was already beginning to piece together that there was something wrong with you, not eating, ice cold skin, never being out in the sun, so coming clean was not going to be a big deal.
However, when you decided that, you had heard talk of your unusual behaviour and your never aging body. That was when it hit you, you had to leave Carlisle before being truthful to him. There was no time for rushed letters or quick apologies.
And so by the 3rd, on the Wednesday morning, you were already out of London and heading to Scotland where you planned to soon move to… Well, you weren’t too sure. You had planned to go to Scotland, but you knew you most likely had to go further, with all your time spent with Carlisle you didn’t think of where you would go next.
When it hid Midday of the Wednesday you left, Carlisle had gone to the house you were staying at, an old friend of yours. He knocked on the wooden door, expecting you to show up in one of your usual light blue dresses. However, one of the Lady of the house’s maids opened the door.
Confusion had hit Carlisle almost immediately, you were always there to greet him, as if you already knew it was him at the door, “Excuse me, Miss. Is Miss L/n home?”
The brunette woman shook her head slightly, “No, Sir. She left not too long ago, I’m afraid.”
“Do you know when she will return?” Carlisle asked, questions circling around his head, you never mentioned leaving.
Once again, the woman shook her head, “She won’t be returning, Sir. Miss L/n said she was not to return.”
Heartbroken, Carlisle almost forgot how to breathe, “She has left London?”
This time, the woman nodded, “I am afraid so, Sir, she said it was something of last minute arrangements, she was adamant there could be no postponing. She mentioned something about Scotland, or Germany.”
Then, right there and then, Carlisle was certain his heart had broken into a multitude of pieces, never to be pieced together again. Had it been something he’d done? Weren’t the two of you getting along well?
• 1936, Forks, Washington •
Thirst was making your throat burn, making you agitated and irritated. You haven’t been able to slip away and hunt yet, since the work you had was piling up and unavoidable, so you had been pretty much relaying on pure luck that you wouldn’t rip open these people’s throats.
It was tempting. Really, really tempting. Especially since the majority of your co-workers were stuck-up, stubborn, assholes of men who got on your nerves on a daily basis and did not respect women what-so-ever. However, with a seemingly unbearable thirst that made your entire body beg to kill them, it became more easy for your thoughts to drift to murder and made the thirst even more unbearable. Almost as if it would kill you.
If you could get headaches, you were sure you would’ve gotten one from these idiotic people. You watched the time and counted the seconds, hoping that focusing on the time would make the thoughts of their blood fade away into the back if your mind.
You barely made another minute before you abruptly stood from your stool and muttered, “Excuse me for a moment, I feel sick.”
You hastily left before anyone could say anything, then when you exited the building and was out of site, you ran towards the woods in hopes to find literally any animal.
You, centuries ago, decided to feed only on animals after slaughtering a family of four in the late 1500s and going into the early 1600s. The guilt still pulls at you randomly, which is why you started studying sciences, history and art wherever allowed women to have an education.
When you had gone far enough from the town, you tried to find anything. Luckily, there was a deer close, the pure smell of its blood had almost sent you mental.
Without even hesitating, you ran towards the sent, making it run from the loud rustling you caused. However, it didn’t get far because you had mercilessly murdered it and started feeding on it before it even fell to the floor.
You might as well have been a newborn with the way you were acting, impulsive and without a second thought. Well, perhaps this would have been a lesson to regularly feed instead of putting work first.
When you had your fill of the deer, and it was completely drained of its blood, you had stood from your space and simply started walking. You weren’t ready to go back to your workplace, certain that if one of those bastards said something stupid again, you would kill them and probably end up getting hunted by the Volturi from the inevitable frenzy it would send you in.
You had been in the of calming yourself down when you heard the very distant noise of footsteps, fast ones. Panic hit you almost instantly, you hadn’t been aware of other vampires in Forks.
Listening attentively, you prepared yourself for a fight. Often, vampires were somewhat territorial, if you’d accidentally wondered onto another’s land, you were expecting a fight. Usually, you were always aware if there were other vampires. However, clearly, you were not as careful this time.
However, you became terrified when you started hearing four pairs of footsteps. You definitely couldn’t fight four vampires, not by yourself anyway. Sure, your ability was good, but it took a lot of effort to hypnotise one person - let alone four.
Wiping the small specs of blood from your mouth, you spun your head around, scanning your surroundings. They were definitely getting closer, no doubt about that.
In seconds, four vampires appeared in front of you. One with short black hair - almost a buzz cut -, one with brunette hair, one with long blond hair and the last one, oh, the last one you knew too damn well.
“Holy shit…” You muttered, “Carlisle?”
If vampires could cry, you knew you would start sobbing right there and then. Ugly crying like you had done so when you were being turned over four hundred and fifty years ago.
“Y/n?” Carlisle asked, as if you’d been a ghost. Maybe, in his eyes, it was all you were. A phantom, a ghost, something of the unimaginable.
You took a step closer to the four, each eyes clouded with utter confusion, then Carlisle's whose eyes were clear with a multitude of emotions, “If I had known you’d been bit, I would have helped you.”
You were hesitant to hug him, even though all you wanted to do was tackle him down and feel his arms around you.
“Carlisle, who is this?” The woman with blond hair asked, she seemed hesitant to trust you and seemed defensive - as if ready for a fight, even if Carlisle knew you.
Carlisle’s eyes did not move from yours, a faint smile on his face as he recalled memories from lifetimes ago, “An old friend, from before I turned.”
This time, Carlisle walked closer to you and in a second, he’d wrapped his arms around you and had you in a tight embrace. It seemed so odd to feel his warmth completely replaced with coldness, he'd finally matched your temperature, you didn't find him warm and he didn't find you cold anymore.
You completely melted in his arms, breathing in his scent and closing your eyes in content, you'd never hugged him before, you and him had only exchanged quick and harmless touches of the hand when you knew him as a mortal. It was nice. “I’m so sorry I left, Carlisle. I’m so sorry.”
He had one hand planted behind your neck, making his fingers intertwined in your hair, while his other hand was rested on your back. You knew you would have felt chills go up your back if you were still human, “It’s okay, I understand why you left now.”
When you let go of Carlisle, he let go as well, though, you could tell the man was hesitant to let go. You took a few steps back and took in the other three’s appearance. They all had one thing in common, yellow eyes - one that always reminded you of gold, meaning they all fed on animals like you.
“Hi.” You awkwardly said to the three teenagers, “Sorry to intrude.”
“Who are you exactly?” The brunette haired boy asked, he seemed tense, he didn't trust you and you assumed he must have been one of the eldest - taking Carlisle out of the equation.
You awkwardly fiddled with your hands, a habit you’d had since you were human, “My name’s Y/n, I met Carlisle a few hundred years ago.”
The three exchange looks with each other, then the blond woman looked back at you, her voice was cold. Sharp, "How come we have never heard of you?"
That was when Carlisle spoke up again, turning to the younger vampires, "I thought she was dead." Then he turned to you, "I looked for you, but after you left for Scotland, there was no trace of you."
You stared at Carlisle for a few seconds, did you feel relief or upset that he knew where you had left for? "You knew I left for Scotland?"
"Yes." He simply said, "One of the women who worked for your friend told me, but also mentioned something about Germany."
"Ah, yes." You smiled softly at yourself, looking at your boots. It was almost as if you reminiscing over those sweet, old memories, "Miss Delphine, a sweet lady, a shame I had to leave in such a hurry." You looked back up at Carlisle. "I was headed to Scotland, but I knew I was going to go further, just in case."
When no one spoke again, and the silence grew awkward, Carlisle turned the other three, then back to you, "Y/n, let me introduce you to my family, Edward, Rosalie and Emmett."
You nodded at them nervously, you were never good at introductions, even when you were expected to do them so frequently due to your consistent moving. “Hello.”
There was an odd silence between the five of you, but Carlisle was quick to end the awkwardness. It must have been odd. He had spent this much time by himself, believing that a dear friend of his was dead, only to find out you were perfectly fine - well, aside from the fact that you were a walking corpse for over four hundred years.
It was odd for you, you knew that too damn well. After all these centuries, beating yourself up for the unfavourable situation you and Carlisle were given - him having been a human when you met and you being a vampire. You had loved him for so long, never being able to get his damned voice out of your head, his smile, his face.
He was different from when you last saw him, that was one of the many things you were going to have to wrap your head around. His eyes were no longer their beautiful previous colour, now replaced by the shining gold colour you both now shared. He was paler than before, matching your frozen temperature and you could no longer smell his blood. Perhaps, you could be grateful for not having to take in the scent of his blood - it was a struggle for you all those years ago, and still arose as a problem even after centuries of living as a vampire.
"You three should head back home." Carlisle suggested to the three teenagers, they seemed hesitant at the thought, so Carlisle continued. "Please, me and Y/n have catching up to do."
It was took them a few moments to trust that Carlisle had faith in you, trusted that you wouldn't pose a threat of any kind. It was only when Carlisle made eye contact with the Edward boy, giving him a small nod. Edward had taken only a few, short seconds to give an approving nod, before speeding off with the two other hesitant vampires.
When the two of you were alone, really alone, you both simply stared at each other. Both of you wanted to say something, anything. But how could you? It had been around three hundred years since the two of you last each other, what if that spark between you two had died out? What if you two could no longer hold a meaningful, flowing conversation like you did before?
"Carlisle, I-" You only sighed out quietly, rubbing you eyes with your hand. "I've missed you, so much."
Carlisle only gave you a small smile, he took a step closer to you. "I have too."
You looked up at his golden eyes, you would miss his old coloured eyes - you decided - because you had found his previous eye colour so mesmerising, so different from yours. You wouldn't have wanted this cruel fate for Carlisle, never in your entire immortal life. Though, how bad could it really be? He was like you now, there's was no longer anything stopping you from trying to rekindle that old flame that burnt in your cold, dead heart for him.
You swiftly wrapped your arms around Carlisle, hugging him tightly. It wasn't long before his arms around around you, too. It had been the first time you two had ever hugged in the long time you've known each other. It held up to your expectations, to say the least.
"I don't want to lose you, Carlisle." You admitted quietly. "Not again. I don't want to leave your side, not like last time."
"I don't want that either." The blond replied almost as soon as you stopped talking, he didn't even want you to move from his embrace. "So don't leave my side."
"And stay?" You asked slowly.
"Stay for good." Carlisle said, looking down at you as his hands moved to cup your face. "Please."
"You mean join your coven?" You asked in a hushed voice, looking up at him as he looked down at him. Your question only resulted in a quick nod from him, even if non-verbal answers always seemed so confident.
You wasted no time in leaning upwards and placing your lips onto his, closing your eyes as you kissed him, which he kissed back as soon as your actions registered in his head.
The best part about being a vampire was that you two didn't need to breathe, which meant you two could have stayed like that for a few moments. However, when you parted your lips, you looked up at him.
"I'm never leaving your side again."
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queenofglassbeliever · 7 months
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Esme: Have you been told the good news Bella? Carlisle and I have decided to adopt another child.
Bella: Wow, that's so great. Congratu-
Carlisle: *slams adoption papers down onto table* It's you. Sign here.
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shelbgrey · 11 months
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Carlisle Cullen aesthetic
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the-golden-onion · 1 year
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okay new poll
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cowboylexapro · 1 year
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if i walked into a hospital and saw these two hot pieces of ass, im sure id collapse on the spot
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mroutrage · 2 months
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a very twilight emerald city comic con!
for this cosplay I spent more time crafting the decapitated Carlisle Cullen head from the battle scene in Breaking Dawn part 2.
I bought a latex head/neck mask, then cut it so I could place a small purse inside the head. I cut a slit in and attached the wig with hot glue (do not recommend, use e6000 lol) and safety pins. I also pushed the zipper pulls from the purse to help keep the wig/mask in place and by the end of the long con day it was slightly falling apart. I painted and pinned the neck of the mask to give it a rough texture.
The outfit is just a lined costume cape. For the top I hot glued gold ribbon and large gold buttons to mimic Aro’s top. Then I just wore swim suit bottoms, tights, and pointy toe doc martens.
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The height difference between Brimsley and Reynolds is giving Earnest and Carlisle.
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mikeynf · 6 months
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Carlisle Cullen was definitely based off of Lawrence Gordon and nobody can tell me otherwise
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hottpinkpenguin · 1 year
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Cold As Ice - Carlisle Cullen
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Book 1 of the Cold series Summary: When Allie gets a job as a nurse at Forks General, she has a feeling that things are starting to turn around in her life. Little does she know, life as she knows it is about to change forever, starting with meeting a mysterious and handsome Dr. Carlisle Cullen. Crossposted on AO3: read it here Chapters: 21 Content warnings for: canon-typical violence, sexual themes, canon-divergence, depictions of blood, canon divergence
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starr-angelofnarnia · 5 months
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Carlisle Cullen as an emergency room physician is cool. But I'd like to see Dr. Cullen working as a concierge doctor, taking in patients with medical mysteries. Talk about helping people.
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papersniffer · 10 months
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Charlie Swan x Carlisle Cullen is a guilty pleasure of mine lol. I am re-reading the books (SOOOOOO MUCH BETTER THAN THE MOVIES…but I do like the actors used.) and came across some moments of Charlie talking about Carlisle which made me smile. Chief Swan has it bad for the sexy Dr. lol (gif was made using end credits from BD2)
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local-crying-boy · 1 year
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Carlisle Cullen X Magic!Reader
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Pairing: Carlisle Cullen x GenderNeutral!Reader
Genre: One-Shot, fluff
Warnings: not my best work, just something to write to get me out of writers block
Summary: Even in his long undead life, Carlisle Cullen has only seen a magic user once. That was only when they’d moved into Forks shortly after him and his family had. Only, this magic user had bad blood with vampires.
Word Count: 590
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Vampires were blood-thirsty, irritating and extremely beautiful. Though, not like you fell in love with the looks of those monsters. Okay, well, they aren’t all monsters, but you’ve encountered far too many murderous vampires to trust a new one quickly. Which is why when you realised the Cullens were in Forks, you were constantly on guard and definitely avoiding them.
Most vampires can’t control their thirst, or desire for human blood. The Cullens obviously can with their ‘vegetarian’ diet. However, even vampires with extreme self-control have difficulty simply being around witches because of their rare blood. That was why whenever you were near Dr. Cullen, you tried to go the complete other way, sometimes not to subtly.
Seeing as yours and Dr. Cullen’s careers often had close contact with each other, the whole avoiding thing was stressful to do sometimes. When you couldn’t get away, or if you stood too close, you could see how his demeanour shift. Others didn’t notice, but being raised around supernatural beings and being a therapist, you noticed those types if things.
You had been on your way to Dr. Cullen’s office, much to your dismay and many, many excuses. You had been fiddling with the files that you had to bring to him, you’d been dreading being in a room alone with him - specifically with a vampire.
Taking a breath, you knocked on his door one, two, three times and waited for him to let you in. When you hear the somewhat faint ‘come in’, you nodded slightly to yourself and opened the door.
You cleared your throat before you talked, causing him to look up at you, ah there’s that change in demeanour, “Sorry to disturb you, Dr. Cullen.”
He shook his head slightly and gave a soft smile, “Don’t worry about that, do you need something?”
You nodded your head, silently praying to anything that this extremely beautiful man wouldn’t go for your throat, “Yes, I’ve got a file here. A patient of yours that was given to me, but it isn’t psychology, it’s medical.”
He opened his mouth and made a small ‘Ah’ sound, “My mistake, I should have seen that.”
You shook you’re head, “No, no, it’s fine I would have made the same mistake too.”
This should have been the time where you took your leave and returned to scheduling appointments and taking phone calls. However you stayed put.
Confusion clouded Dr. Cullen’s face, “Is there anything else?”
You took a moment to think, looked behind you and closed the office door, turned back and then nodded, “I’m sorry I’ve been close to you. I know how it is difficult for vampires to be around Witches.”
For a moment, there was complete silence, then he chuckled. Chuckled. This man laughed at you.
“You’ve caused me no discomfort, Y/n.” Dr. Cullen simply said, “I always thought that I should have been the one to avoid you, given our kind’s… History with one another.”
“Oh.” Was all you could manage out, “Then why do you shift every time I walk into a room?”
“Why do you?” He asked.
You let out a soft, quick laugh, “Well, seems like our whole relationship is built on misunderstandings.”
He nodded, a smile plastered on his lips, “It seems it is.”
You shook your head, mostly at your own idiocy, and laughed once more before looking up at up Dr. Cullen, “Well, then, I suppose I don’t have to pretend to walk on eggshells when I’m around you.”
He shook his head too, “I suppose I do not have to do the same either.”
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queenofglassbeliever · 9 months
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raggellion · 2 years
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Carlisle Cullen x Bella (Reader)
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Notes: Idk I was so bored lmaoaoa
Warnings: Dirty asf, SMUTTT, oral sex and blood (not blood kink tho), Carlisle being hot
Word count: 1.9k
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I felt so much guilt. Maybe it was the way that the muscular boy in front of me gazed into my eyes. His chocolate brown iris’ melted into mine as he gazed at me with concern.
It was no secret that Jacob was infatuated with me, hell, even Rosalie brought it to my attention a couple times. My heart always cracked a little each time I’d turn him away.
“I’m fine, Jake. It’s just a little cut.” I reassure him. My attempt at dispelling his fear was void. He gripped the cloth at my wound, which was oozing with crimson horror.
“If you’re really that concerned, take me to Carlisle. He’ll h-“ “Are you kidding me?” The werewolf cut me off.
“I’m not taking you to those freaks! They’ll drain you dry.” He exclaimed, eyebrows furrowing.
“You know they aren’t like that, Jacob.” I attempt to stay calm. Edward and Jacob have always been at odds, so convinced that the other is this monster whose only purpose is to cause me harm.
“Bells… if you think what you need right now is a… blood sucker… I will take you. But I want you to know that I am not leaving your side.” He said slowly, and I nodded, absorbing every word.
Jacob was silent the whole ride over to the Cullens. I could tell he was angry by the way he clenched his jaw, the way his knuckles turned white as he gripped the steering wheel with vigor.
Believe it or not, I really had no intention of stressing Jacob out. It was my decision to want to go to the Cullens. Even though Jake is insecure about my previous relationship with Edward, Edward isn’t really the person he should worry about. We ended things about a month ago… for the better of course.
The tall vampire stood outside his modern home as we pulled up, almost as if he knew we were on our way. I cautiously open the car door, and get out of the vehicle. The cloth that was wrapped around my wound squelched with every press of the fabric, crimson liquid daring to seep out of the fibers. I gave Edward a questioning look as I held the cloth to my torn skin.
Golden eyes danced between Jacob and I, he didn’t know which look to address first. “Alice…” he mumbled, revealing that the petite vampire had a premonition of my little accident. Great… someone else had to witness that.
The door swung open, revealing a certain pale, blond, vampire doctor that had recently been the main character of all my dreams. My heart leapt in my chest at the sight of him. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, exposing the veins that ran up his forearm.
Flashbacks of last night’s dream came crashing down on me. My eyes clouded as I remembered gazing at Carlisle, his toned body on top of mine. I knew this Carlisle was merely a figment of my own imagination, but damn it felt good to even picture it. To hear him say my name over and over again.
Bella… Bella… “Bella!”
Jacob exclaimed, shaking my shoulders, forcing me to exit my dazed state. “God damn!” He yelled in relief as I finally responded to his attempts to bring me back to reality. I took a look around me. We’re inside now? “Okay, Jacob. I think it’s time to give Bella some space and let me take a look at this wound here.” Carlisle said softly, his velvety voice made me slowly melt.
“I’m not leaving her alone!” Jacob retaliated. God, can he shut up. “I’m fine, Jake.”
It was sweet of Jacob to be so concerned but I really was not in danger. Especially not with Carlisle.
Jacob glared at me, flickering his gaze to Carlisle before turning around and slamming the door. I sighed at his discourteousness. “I’m sorry about him… he’s just…” I begin to apologize to the wise man before me.
“Territorial.. almost like a wolf.” He finishes my sentence with a light hearted chuckle before continuing. “It’s quite alright Bella… Let's see what we have here.” He said, carefully removing the red stained cloth.
“Do you mind sharing what happened?” He asked softly.
“I was out in the woods with Jake… I… slipped on some rocks.” I say, struggling to make out the words under the pressure of his gorgeous honey eyes boring holes into my entire being.
“Good thing is, I don’t think you’ll need stitches. Just a couple bandages and you should be on your way.” He said with a small smile, eyes trailing off. “I noticed some blood on your shirt… do you have another wound?”
I did.
“Oh.. It’s probably nothing.” I laughed nervously.
“Come on, Bella. If you’re injured, I need to take a look.” He said somewhat sternly. The tone of his voice sent shivers up my spine.
My hands shakily removed my top, pulling it over my head to reveal more skin. Goosebumps rose against the surface of my bare arms and stomach as my upper body now merely wore a bra.
My arms wrapped around my body as he gazed down at me.
“Bella, I am a doctor. There is so need to be ashamed.” He coaxed, slowly easing my arms away from my body. The wire of my bra painfully clamped over the wound.
Carlisle’s large hands came up, cautiously hovering around my back. “May I?”
I nodded, maybe a little too eagerly. One hand alone unclasped the 3 hooks in the back and the padded material fell to my lap. My exposed nipples harden immediately at the touch of the cool air.
A small breath escaped my lungs as I was now topless in front of the eldest vampire.
He’s a doctor, Bella. There’s no other reason for him to be doing this. But here, half exposed in front of him just felt so right… even if it wasn’t.
The large man slowly dropped to his knees. I shifted uncomfortably on the table as his fingertips softly grazed the underside of my right breast, examining the small gash underneath.
My skin blazed with a trail of passion where he touched me as he lightly circled the wound with his pointer finger. His other large hand came up to rest on my hip.
“Hmm… doesn’t look too deep.” He almost whispered, yellow eyes peering up at me from his kneeling position on the ground.
His honey eyes dropped from my gaze, right down to my breasts as if he were taking in every detail. The vampire’s throat bobbed as he gulped before swiftly standing up and breaking eye contact with my exposed bosom.
It didn’t take long for me to notice the peculiar sight in front of me. The growing tent in his trousers, an ironically human feature, was quite eye-catching.
“Let’s get you cleaned up,” he said quickly as to avoid any awkward silences. I nodded as he returned to his kneeling position.
“I hear things didn’t work out between you and Edward.” He diverted, grabbing a warm, damp cloth to gently swipe it over the torn area of skin. The motion stung the wound and I found myself biting my bottom lip to keep from hissing out. Carlisle continued to steadily sterilize the wound.
“Edward’s a good guy,” I say, not daring to move my eyes as I studied his every move. “It’s just better this way.”
He raises his eyebrow as his free hand digs into my hip. “Well what else would you need from a man?”
I scoff at him, only taking my eyes off of him to roll them sarcastically. “Uhh, I think there’s a lot more on my checklist than just being a nice person.”
Carlisle chuckled as if he found amusement from my discomfort. “I can understand that,” He said, grabbing a bandage and ripping the paper cover on it. He strategically placed it over the gash. “Besides, I’m not one to talk about relationships with the state my marriage is in.”
My eyebrows knitted together in confusion as he rose to his feet once again. “What do you mean?” I ask him, to which a solemn smirk spread across his lips.
“I think you know, Bella.”
Why would I know? If I knew then I wouldn't ask…
Sensing the confusion still displayed on my features, Carlisle sighs. “My wife is many things, but she is not clueless.” He stated, inching toward me agonizingly slowly.
“She’s not dumb.” He moves his body closer to mine until the tent in his pants pushed against my clothed core, achingly.
He leaned down, so close. His face was inches from mine. “She knows that something…someone… has been on my mind… and I just can’t seem to get them out.” He whispered. I could smell the fresh mintiness of his breath as he dipped in ever so slowly, planting a sweet kiss on my lips.
The embrace was warm and slow at first. Our lips moved in perfect synchronization. I could feel the cravings deep within my soul being satisfied as his tongue darted out to deepen the kiss.
I could feel his icy hands making their way to the hem of my pants, fingers dancing around the edge. His two digits dipped down below the fabric of my pants and panties, making immediate contact with my aching heat, a significant contrast to the chill of his skin.
Carlisle seemed to swallow my soft moans as he slowly rubbed me from inside my clothes.
A wince left my vacant mouth as the vampire pulled away, trailing his mouth down my neck and collarbones, right to my breasts.
He took one in his mouth right away, working his tongue around the pebbled skin as he kneaded the other with his free hand.
Ecstasy overcame my body as more pleasure was being delivered to me than I thought was humanly possible.
Better than Edward for sure.
Carlisle removed his mouth from my chest, trailing his sloppy kisses down my stomach. Removing his hands from my arousal, he swiftly yanked my pants and panties down in one go, returning to his knees for the third time tonight.
My knees were propped up, resting on the older man’s muscular shoulders. His face was so close to my entrance; I could feel his breath fanning on my glistening folds as he eyed me carefully. His tongue darted out, licking a stripe up my blazing heat. I almost cried out in agony, barely stopping to remember that there were vampires and a werewolf outside with advanced hearing.
Carlisle chuckled against my swollen core, sending vibrations swirling around my body in the most delicious way as his mouth began to attack my tender flesh.
His tongue expertly lapped at my clit and I struggled to contain the sounds that were persistently spilling from my lips. The tension burned deep within my stomach as I tensed up, never wanting this feeling to stop.
Carlisle’s face was buried between my legs as my heat began to spasm, becoming overridden with pleasure. One hand tangled in Carlisle’s straight, blond hair as the other came up to clamp my mouth shut while I road out my high, Carlisle’s tongue eagerly lapping at the liquid that oozed out of me.
His mouth finished cleaning me off as I lay on the flat surface, chest still heaving.
I shot straight up as a sturdy knock sounded at the door. “What’s taking so long in there?” Jake yelled through the wooden barrier. Carlisle handed me my clothes and I swiftly slipped them on just in time before Jacob barged through.
I was fully aware of the blush on my face, the redness of my lips.
“She’ll be fine. Nothing major.” Carlisle said, glancing at me, before exiting the room we committed those acts in just moments ago.
What the hell just happened?
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stonebutchooze · 2 years
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Oh hello Bella you're awake. I took the liberty of getting you a blood transfusion haha. No it's no problem. Jasper is all tied up :) why do I have human blood in the house? I'm a doctor. Well yes I know that's not typical but don't worry haha :) I like my human blood like I like my women :) how's your dad?
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loveyoufictionally · 1 year
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Do you think Carlisle Cullen ever had to go to court over the Cullen’s missing school any time it was sunny outside?
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