Free of the storm || Carlisle&Esme 

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Esme sighed softly as she sat up, already missing the warmth of Carlisle’s body. It was weird; although his skin was always freezing to a human, she always felt warmer when he was holding her in his arms. Biting her lower lip softly, she stood from the bed and nodded slightly. “I um- sure. Why not?” She walked over to the closet and took off her dress, letting it fall to the floor and pool at her feet. She stepped out of it as she looked through her clothes before pulling on a pair of dark jeans, a plain white top, a dark cardigan and a pair of flat shoes that were suitable for running. When she was done, Esme tied her reddish, curled hair up in a messy bun before walking over to her husband, whose eyes were filled with the lust for blood.

Carlisle hated it when she left his side, he felt physical pain when she was out of sight, too. Moments later she returned in a different outfit and a smirk instantly spread over his face. “You looked better in the dress, it was sexier than your hunting gear” he teased, placing a kiss to her forehead before jumping up to change himself. He pulled on a pair of dark trousers and a deep red shirt with a v-neck jumper over the top. He sighed quietly to himself as he walked back into their bedroom. “Are you ready, my love?” he asked, his voice soft and soothing as he approached her. His gentle hands took her ivory ones in and gave them a gentle squeeze as he pulled her up from the bed, pressing a quick kiss to her cheek as he went.

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Free of the storm || Carlisle&Esme 

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Esme smiled as she took the towel gratefully from Carlisle and stepped out of the shower behind. She ignored the smile that crossed his face as she wrapped the fluffy towel around her pale, and wet body. As Carlisle walked back through to the bedroom, Esme hesitated a little before following him silently, taking his hand and flopping down next to him on the bed. Her head rested on his toned and muscular chest while her fingers played with the towel that was wrapped loosely around his waist.

Carlisle let his head fall heavily onto the satin pillows beneath him, sighing quietly as the love of his life joined him. “Are you alright?” he asked, his voice low and soothing. He always felt the need to ask her, it was like a natural reaction to him, he always wanted to make sure she was happy. “You’re rather quiet..” he added, smiling ever so softly as he sat up a little. He pulled an arm round and pulled her flush against him, kissing the top of her head. His nose lingered in her wet hair for a moment, just taking in the scent that drove him crazy. His thumb drew absent minded circles against the skin of her arm as he held her close, just letting time pass them by.

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Free of the storm || Carlisle&Esme 

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Esme had no idea how long they were stood in the shower for in each other’s embrace as the world went by around them, but it was nice to be alone with him. The kids rarely bothered them when they around, but Carlisle was hardly ever around himself, so it wasn’t every often they got to be together. Sighing when Carlisle pulled away from her, she rested the back of her head against the wall, pulling him closer to her body before wrapping her arms back around his neck. “I love you so much” she whispered once again. She’d never get tired of telling him.

Carlisle let a long, content sigh escape his pale lips as she wrapped her arms around his neck. It was such a soothing sensation, and he loved it. He placed a few more kisses to his wife’s lips, before moving slowly to shut the water off. “I know you do, my love. You tell me all the time” he teased in a whisper. Before he knew it, he was stepping out of the shower, and reaching for a set of towels. “I love you too, by the way” he stated over his shoulder as he handed her a dry towel.  ”There you go, my love” he whispered to her, watching her every move with a dopey grin on his face. He could have happily watched her all day, and he’d have been content. He waited for her to finish wrapping herself in the towel before he walked back into their room, floating down onto the bed with a thud. He held his hand out for her, gesturing for her to join him.

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Free of the storm || Carlisle&Esme 

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Esme’s heart always fluttered in her chest when she caught sight of Carlisle’s charming smile. It was one of the only things that could make her go weak at the knees. Sighing as he pulled her against him, she let her eyes close as she her hands moved to the bare skin of his chest, nodding slightly at his words. “Okay. Just remember I’m always right here.” Esme’s head instantly tilted to the side when Carlisle began to press kisses to it, as if it were a natural reflex. She’d become so used to the small, yet comforting, action over the years that her body just became used to it. Her breath caught in her throat when he kissed the scars on her neck, a small reminder of how her world was turned upside down. “I love you, Carlisle” she whispered as she tangled her fingers into his hair again, her eyes still closed.

Carlisle didn’t need to hear the words to reassure him, he knew. He’d always known she loved him, and it went both ways, too. “I love you, too” he whispered in return, sighing contently. Being vampires, they were sterile anyway, and didn’t really need to shower, and do things like this, but it made him feel all the more human, and gave him an excuse to spend time with his wife, not that he needed an excuse to do so. Carlisle continued to brush circles on her hip bones, and place kisses to her jawline, moving them slowly back up to her lips, finding peace there. Moments passed, lips clashed and hands caressed, yet time stood still for them, they had eternity to be together, yet the little things like this were good enough for him, as long as she was happy.

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Free of the storm || Carlisle&Esme 

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Esme kissed Carlisle passionately as they stood bare in the shower, the hot water beating down on them, their holds on each other strong and safe. Her arms moved from his waist to instead encircle his muscular neck, her fingers tangling delicately through his soft mess of blond hair. As he spoke, Esme’s gaze stayed on her husbands lips, watching them with such intensity as they moved in time with his words. When he finished speaking, she glanced up to capture the gaze of his golden eyes, a loving smile crossing gracing her delicate features. “Carlisle, my love. You don’t have to explain yourself to me. I just want you to realise I’m always here when you need me.” After one definite nod, she rejoined their lips in yet another passionate kiss.

Carlisle let his eyes fall closed and his lips curl up into a charming smile. He was so content with her right now, and was going to be for eternity. “I can tell you anything.. I will tell you anything you want to know, or need to know, I just don’t feel the need to make you sad.” he explained, his lips reconnecting with hers in another passionate kiss. His hands fell to her bare waist, and held her close to him, his thumbs drawing little circle patterns on her delicate hip bones. “I don’t ever want to see you unhappy” he added in a hushed tone. He pulled away from her gently and moved his kisses to her neck, peppering his lips all over her flawless skin. He paused for a moment when he came across her scar, a well known reminder of what he’d done to her all those years ago. He placed a gentle kiss onto the outline of it, covering her neck in sweet, loving kisses.

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Free of the storm || Carlisle&Esme 

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As Carlisle, took her hand, Esme smiled slightly as she said softly “I love you, too.” She followed him through to the bathroom, shutting and locking the door behind them. She knew the kids wouldn’t bother them, but she always did it just in case. She also had the habit of watching Carlisle undress. They’d been together for nearly 100 years, and she still couldn’t get over how beautiful he was. Once he was in the shower, Esme undressed, too, letting the dress she’d been wearing that day pool to the floor. It was soon followed by her underwear and not a minute later, she was in the shower, back in Carlisle’s arms. Her arms circled his waist as she leaned up to kiss her husband softly, their lips moulding together perfectly.

Carlisle watched in awe as his wife released herself from the constrictive clothing, doing it in such a graceful motion, she looked like a dove breaking free of chains, or something like that. He wrapped a single arm around her lower back as she stepped into the warm water, his other hand snaking around her neck as she placed her lips onto his, capturing the pair in a beautiful kiss. “Hey, you.. ” he whispered against her lips, his smile never fading. “I’m sorry I’ve been so off.. today. I just want to forget everything. I don’t want to bring work home to you. I just like having you to myself, and being happy with you. I don’t want there to be any bad feelings, or any sadness..” he explained “what. so. ever” he whispered between feather kisses to her lips.

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Free of the storm || Carlisle&Esme 

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Esme let out a small sigh, deciding not to push the matter as Carlisle obviously didn’t want to talk about it. She understood that it was hard for him to deal with the things he did, but she just wished for once he would open up to her. It was easy for Edward because he always knew what was going on in the first place, but she didn’t have his abilities, so it was harder for a her. Once again, Esme let a sigh slip past her slightly parted lips, and she reached for Carlisle’s extended hand, letting him help her from the bed. “Always.” she barely whispered before following Carlisle into the bathroom, wanting to help rid him of his troubles.

Carlisle laced his fingers with hers as she accepted his offer, wanting nothing more than to share some time with her, no matter where they were. “I love you” he whispered in reply, as she raised herself from the bed. He walked slowly, and almost gracefully into the bathroom, and turned on the hot water. They had a choice when it came to this, they could feel the warm, but the cold was no different either. He seemed to feel better when it was warm, it made him feel cleaner, and less like a vampire. Before long, he was beginning to undress himself slowly, discarding his shirt and trousers, leaving him in only his boxers, and his tiny golden cross pendant that hung delicately around his neck.  He tested the water with one hand before removing the last of his clothing and stepping inside, waiting for his love to follow him.

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Free of the storm || Carlisle&Esme 

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As soon as Esme saw Carlisle’s graceful smile, she knew she could relax. She often worried about him in weather that was brutal like the snowstorm they’d been having, and she always felt relief when she knew he was finally at home with her. “Don’t apologise.” She whispered back, frowning a little when she saw him lay down on the bed. If it were at all possible, she’d think he was exhausted. “I don’t really know if I want to go out in this weather. Maybe later…” Esme sat next to Carlisle on the bed, reaching up to gently rake her fingers through his golden locks, a small frown gracing her features. “Are you okay, my love?” she asked sweetly. It wasn’t often Carlisle seemed ‘tired’, and when he was, she knew his day had been far from good.

Carlisle let a soft, withered sigh escape his lips as he relaxed into the comfort of the bed. “That’s fine, my love. I have some.. blood in the freezer for us.” he explained, letting his eyes fall closed as she perched herself on the bed next to him. He let his eyes flutter open slowly so that he could capture her vision, his heart swelling inside his chest the moment his eyes met with hers. “It’s nothing. I get the feeling that I’m tired.. but it’s impossible, so I guess it’s just tired of my job. I love helping people, I do.. I just find it so strenuous.” he explained, smiling under her touch.  ”I had a patient die on the table today, it was awful.. ” he explained, sighing heavily as he sat up. “I can’t dwell on it” he added, forcing himself to sit up. He reached for her petite hand and gripped it gently, placing a soft kiss to her knuckles. “But enough about that.. ” he blurted, not wanting to dampen the mood.

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Free of the storm || Carlisle&Esme 

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Esme clung to Carlisle for as long as she could, not wanting to let him go now that she finally had him back. She always hated it when she was left in the house alone. It was such a big house and it was so far away from the rest of civilisation, so she often ‘felt’ alone. Sighing as she looked up at him once again, she shook her head slightly, noticing the slight look of worry in his eyes. “Nothing is wrong, my sweet. I just missed you, that’s all.” Smiling reassuringly, she stood on her toes and pressed a soft kiss to his pale white and ice cold cheek.

Carlisle felt the ache in his heart slip away as she told him she was perfectly fine, and that she missed him. He hated leaving her there alone, but he had to work, and if he didn’t they’d run the risk of being caught out. “Oh, I’m sorry..” he whispered, smiling ever so softly as he felt her lips against his skin. “I love you, you know” he stated, a charming smile gracing his lips. “Are you feeling okay, though.. I mean, do you need to hunt, or anything?” he asked, not wanting her to go hungry for his benefit. He moved to sit on the bed, his fingers slipping painfully slowly from her grip as he reached down to untie his shoes, and kick them off, a sigh of relief slipping past his ice cold lips as he fell back gently onto the ocean of silk blankets.

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Free of the storm || Carlisle&Esme 

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Esme looked up when she heard Carlisle step into the room, a small smile gracing her lips as he walked towards her. Shaking her head slightly, she reached her hands out towards him and took his in her own soft, pale ones. “Don’t apologise. The weather is unbelievable today.” When she was pulled into Carlisle’s strong arms, a wave of safety washed over her and she was glad he was finally home with her. Glancing up at him, she sighed, her own arms circling his waist. “It was… fine, thank you. Yours?”

Carlisle never loosened his grip on her, he held her as close as he could for that moment. He felt almost human again, like a normal person. He’d come home from work, dropped his case and headed up to kiss his wife. It was such a nice feeling to finally be home with her. “I know, but I still hate leaving you for such a long time, specially when all of the children are out” he explained, kissing the top of her head gently as he began to release her from his strong hold. His hands never lost contact with hers, they stayed laced together the entire time. “Just ‘fine’.. ” he asked, raising an eyebrow slightly “Is something the matter, my love?” he asked, giving her hands a gentle squeeze. He never bothered to reply to her question, he was more concerned about her, to do such a thing. So, he patiently waited for her reply with a smile on his face and a hint of worry in his golden eyes.

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