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It had been roughly one year since Carlisle left Forks - and Charlie - with no previous warning only to waltz back into the city a couple months later.
They had been fooling around since before Bella even decided to move to Forks. They had to keep it all on the down low as technically Carlisle was still happily married to Esme - only Charlie and a handful of nurses that had walked in on them more than a couple of times knew that their marriage was unconventional to say the least.
For the humans, the story was that Esme struggled with fertility issues which compromised her ability to have sex (a bit of TMI, but gossip spread like fire in such a small city), Esme and Carlisle’s relationship was purely platonic and aromantic, they were best friends that decided to build a family together and Charlie was the Chief of Police, a position the townsfolk still thought only a heterosexual, very “macho” man could occupy instead of a bisexual forty-something that saw no problem with crying at romance movies or sucking dick.
When the Cullens left and Charlie was crazy and worried looking for a missing Bella, he sent a patrol car to their house only to receive the news that the family had left. They had vanished just like that. Bella was found in the woods by Sam Uley and the very next morning Charlie sped to the hospital looking for the doctor. The Charge Nurse said the good doctor claimed a family emergency and had gone back to Alaska in a rush.
The motherfucker decided to drop everything in Forks and move back to freaking Alaska and didn’t even bother saying anything to Charlie. He felt his heart sinking and bile piled up in the back of his throat, sure they weren’t a domestic couple sharing every breathing moment but they were… something. How many times had Carlisle tended to Charlie’s wounds, how many nights had they spent tangled up in bed between sheets, or doing ungodly acts in Carlile’s office, occasionally even at the station whenever the doctor jumped in for a “quick technical consultation”.
Him and his awful, weird, dramatic son had left and now both he and Bella had fallen into a state of depression. And he couldn’t even share his pain due to the secret condition of their relationship, no, he had to put on a façade of still being the same Charlie when he had to come home and still have Carlisle’s scent lingering on his bedsheets and pajamas.
Until one day, as spring showed its first signs in Forks, they came back. Charlie was still grieving the passing of his good friend Harry Clearwater when he heard the news. He was livid, he thought of a hundred different ways he would confront Cullen, barging into his office, his home, arresting him, luring him into the woods so he could shove and scream and make a whole scene because he was so mad.
He was so freaking mad that when they finally ran into each other late at night on the main road of the city he couldn’t even do or say anything. Carlisle faced him with a smug smile, confident he could just charm his way back into Charlie’s life and bed, but the policeman was having none of that. His anger was such that he locked eyes with the doctor and without saying anything got into his car and drove away, Carlisle followed on his own car and knocked on Charlie’s door and waited for him to open but Charlie never did, and he never spoke to the doctor again out of spite and pride.
A little known fact about Charlie was that he was great at holding grudges. He spent years resenting Renee for leaving him, he iced out a rookie officer that had struck out so badly the man quit the force. He had been so used to being alone that shutting people out was basically second nature, and he usually was relieved when people left him alone, but with Carlisle… With that specific man he wanted back, but he wanted him to grovel, to get on his knees and beg for Charlie’s forgiveness.
But the man did no such thing. He simply stopped trying after a while and resumed back to his life as the adored doctor at the City Hospital. Charlie hated him much more after that.
He had grounded Bella after she disappeared for 3 days going after Edward, he tried to argue that Jake would be a better choice - even if he didn’t believe it at all himself -, anything to try and get his daughter to sever whatever ties she had with that godforsaken family.
Unfortunately, nothing worked, and now he was staring at a wedding invitation. Bella and Edward’s wedding invitation.
He sighed, scratching his jaw with controlled despair. Bella would marry into his family, he was taking yet another thing from Charlie, the last good thing about his life.
The ceremony would happen within a month at the Cullen’s house, because of course it was, Renee would be flying in from Florida with her new husband and Carlisle would be there with his picture-perfect wife and their picture-perfect kids.
And Charlie would be all by himself.
Great.
[...]
The next four weeks passed in a blur. Charlie had to keep his duties as Chief of Police while trying to find a decent tux to rent so he could give his daughter away. Thankfully Alice Cullen was taking care of the entirety of the planning and execution and Charlie could just fade into the background, at least until the rehearsal the night before.
He was summoned to the family home so Alice could show him where he and Bella would start to walk down the aisle. She showed the decoration full of fresh flowers and hanging candles and Charlie felt a lump in his throat. Everything was beautiful, just like his little girl deserved but he still couldn’t bring himself to feel any type of happiness. Only this impending doom and chaos inside his head and his heart.
“Charlie” he heard a familiar voice call him before he was able to get into his car after all the tiny details had been aligned. “Please talk to me.”
He took a deep breath before turning around to look at Carlisle, who looked perfect in a white button down and black linen pants, as a makeshift of his formal attire for the next day. Charlie was able to evade the doctor quite easily for months so he had to steady himself against the door when he felt his knees wobble.
“There’s nothing for us to talk about,” he replied dryly. “Our kids are getting married and tomorrow I’ll walk Bella down the aisle, I’ll make a toast and act all happy around you and your stupid family”
Carlisle looked hurt with the cold treatment.
“I don’t see what else you want from me, doctor” he refused to call him by his name. Not when the last time he did was when he was getting undone with pleasure in the vampire’s arms.
“You’ve been giving me the cold shoulder for a year now” Carlisle’s voice faltered, he had gone crazy from how much he missed the officer, his officer, ever since coming back to Forks. He knew he had no right to demand anything from Charlie but it had been long enough. “I miss you.” he confessed in a whisper.
Charlie laughed, a dry, humorless laugh. He ran his fingers through his hair and Carlisle wished he could do the same, he wished he could tangle his fingers on the man’s dark strands and pull his head back as he had done so many times before so he could attack his lips and neck with kisses and bites.
Yeah, Charlie missed him too. More than once he woke up in pain from his hard cock begging for attention after a wet dream with the doctor. He hated himself as he jerked off in his own bed, under the shower and even in his living room, whenever he was assaulted with memories that made his skin crawl and shiver and sent all the blood inside his body to his dick.
But Charlie was too proud, and he was still too hurt from being left behind once again. He had simply decided to pay back all the months he spent alone missing Carlisle tenfold. Even if this hurt him just as much now that he was back.
He didn’t even bother to reply. He just got into his car and drove away, leaving Carlisle standing alone in front of his own house.
“Fucking bastard” Charlie muttered under his breath and shifted uncomfortably in his seat, that mere exchange had left his pants tight and him feeling all hot and bothered. He’d need to take care of that during the shower once he was home.
[...]
The wedding was beautiful, Bella was stunning and he managed to keep a straight face throughout the ceremony all the way to the toast where he made a not-so-veiled threat to Edward in case he hurt his daughter any more than he already did.
Charlie was coping with everything by downing one glass of champagne per minute. He hadn’t even had cake yet and was feeling a little dizzy when, among all those people, he finally found two familiar faces… His best friend Billy Black and Sue Clearwater.
“Charlie, Bella is looking beautiful, you must be so happy for her” Sue hugged him briefly, she was a beautiful woman and was smelling extra nice today. Charlie was able to produce a semi smile powered by the alcohol.
“Yeah, she is amazing” he had to agree.
“Can’t believe you gave her away that easily, old man” Billy provoked him. Charlie gave a light kick into his wheelchair.
“Not easy” he mumbled, grabbing another glass of alcohol from a passing waiter. “Say, Sue. Would ya like to dance?”
Charlie offered his hand to the woman who seemed to ponder for a moment before taking it.
“Only if you promise to dance slowly” she smiled, they both nodded to Billy and went to the middle of the dancefloor.
Charlie embraced Sue by the waist bridging her closer and held her right hand against his chest. They weren’t like those fancy Cullen relatives with their complicated dance moves, he just wanted to focus on something else other than his own bitterness at the moment.
“Is it hard? Giving your daughter away?” Sue asked now they were in their own bubble. Charlie nodded silently. “Hardest thing I done since the divorce”
That was a lie, the hardest thing since the divorce was keeping himself and Bella alive after the Cullens left one year ago but he couldn’t tell her that, so he chose the next worse thing.
“God I can’t even imagine when it’s Leah’s or Seth’s turn. I don’t think I’ll ever stop crying.”
“They grow up too fast” Charlie commented absentmindedly, he suddenly had an uneasy feeling, different from all the hurt he was feeling so far. He felt the back of his head burning, so he attempted to spin Sue so he could check their surroundings and as soon as he did a 180 turn his eyes met Carlisle’s. He was standing near a group of people but was not participating in the conversation, a small smile in his lips but it didn’t reach his eyes that were cold as ice and fixed on Charlie and Sue.
Charlie turned Sue in his arms again, pretending he didn’t know what was behind that expression. Hunger, jealousy, longing.
“Wow, Charlie!” Sue gasped softly with surprise. “I didn’t know you were such a good dancer”
“You flatter me” he smiled genuinely this time, it was good to be praised. He tried not to think how many times the blonde man watching them had praised his skills in bed.
And just like these memories had summoned him, Carlisle appeared beside them.
“I’m so sorry to interrupt,” he smiled pleasantly, “but I need to steal Charlie for a minute.”
Sue didn’t seem surprised with the request. Since now they were technically family it wasn’t unusual for the both heads of each family to discuss family matters.
“Charlie, will you come with me?” Carlisle was looking straight into the human’s eyes. And Charlie had to give it up to him, he would not be able to ignore him blatantly as he had done so far. He had no other choice but to stop dancing with Sue and go after Carlisle who was already cutting through the crowd into his house.
They entered the house in silence, Carlisle was leading the way into his office that was in the opposite end of where the party was happening and one of the only rooms that was not made of glass walls.
Charlie was struggling to keep up with his pace, all the alcohol in his system making him slower. Carlisle held the door open for Charlie that stopped for a second.
“You just had to do this today, didn’t you?” He asked dryly. “What could we possibly have to discuss today, of all days?”
Carlisle didn’t answer, he just indicated the inside of the room with his head and Charlie sighed while entering the room.
He barely registered Carlisle, closing the door before feeling lips crashing onto his own. And then suddenly it was all lips, teeth, hands and lips again, devouring his mouth, running along his body, messing up his hair, undoing his bowtie and the buttons in his shirt.
Charlie kissed the other man back just as hungrily, months and months of not touching and not being touched and the fucking dam had finally broke. His tux jacket was almost ripped from his back as Carlisle took off along his shirt, exposing Charlie’s chest and immediately pressing thumbs on his nipples.
A moan left the officer’s lips at the same time a low growl came from the deep of Carlisle’s throat.
“Fuck” he said trying to win some control as well. he guided the doctor’s lips to his neck where he bit and licked and sucked as he needed to catch his breath, he gripped the blond hair that was already a whole mess and pulled Carlisle’s head away from him so they could look at each other. “What the fuck is wrong with you?”
Carlisle’s eyes had lost their golden quality and were now a dark brown, resembling an angry, hungry animal.
“I couldn’t take it anymore” the vampire whispered, thrusting his hips against Carlisle, drawing attention to how painfully hard both of them were “Seeing you with her was driving me mad” he tried to dig back into a kiss once again but Charlie pulled his hair back stronger making the doctor whine.
“Need you” his unrestrained hands started opening the button and the fly on his trousers. He truly was desperate and Charlie was enjoying watching his doctor come undone oh so much.
“Bold of you to assume I’m letting you anywhere near my dick” Charlie teased, swatting his hands away. “Very bold of you to assume you can disappear for months without as much as a note and then expect me to welcome back you with open arms”
He was amazed at his own cold and calculated behavior, especially because there was a part of his brain screaming to just release Carlisle and let him do as he wished with Charlie's body. But as he mentioned, he was pretty good at holding grudges against people.
“Charlie” Carlisle whined, his eyes barely open, hands reaching out blindly for the officer’s body. “‘m sorry. I had to. If I went to you I wouldn’t be able to leave.”
“So why did you?” with his free hand Charlie palmed the doctor’s erection over his pants and Carlisle had to bite his lips to muffle a loud cry. “Why did you leave me overnight?”
“Can’t. Please.” Carlisle was not making sense anymore, he was completely blinded by his own desire. Charlie still wanted answers but at the moment there was another thing he wanted more.
He pulled Carlisle’s face into his own and kissed him violently. He was still mad and would find another way to torture the blond man in front of him. When he was feeling out of breath again he pushed Carlisle away, the other man so desperate actually looked confused for a moment.
Charlie finished opening up his trousers and took them off along with his underwear. Now his dick was out and fully erect and he heard Carlisle’s low growl again.
“You want this?” he asked, sliding his own hand up and down his shaft, pre cum already oozing from the tip.
Carlisle nodded, eyes fixed on the member.
“Then kneel” Charlie ordered, Carlisle dared to take a step forward but Charlie shushed him. “On. your. knees.” he ordered a second time, and only then Carlisle obliged. Kneeling before him, his usually pale skin had a rosy glow to it, his usually neat hair was pointing in different directions and his own shirt was half open and all crumpled. The perfectly kept image of Carlisle went down the drain and that’s how Charlie liked him best. Completely lost in desire.
“Please.” Carlisle whimpered. And there it was, the begging, the vampire didn’t mind about how pathetic he must’ve looked, it had been too long. The immortal couldn’t sleep but countless times he had closed his eyes and spent hours on end reminiscing of all their encounters, trying to relive the sensations, the feeling of the human’s hot touch against his cold skin. “Charlie… Please.”
“Open your mouth” he instructed in barely a whisper. Carlisle obeyed immediately this time. A single drop of drool was already falling from his tongue. “So thirsty” Charlie smiled coldly, finally inserting his member into Carlisle’s mouth, they both moaned together. “Fuck.”
Even with his mouth full Carlisle had to declare “missed you”, his voice sending pleasant vibrations through Charlie’s shaft. “Suck it” the officer muttered his last order and Carlisle once again obeyed at once, bobbing his head up and down, working his tongue all through the other’s length. Thankfully the music at the party was loud because they were moaning so loudly Carlisle would be sure the sound would travel throughout the house.
As happy as he was to finally be able to touch Charlie again, Carlisle was craving more friction on his own dick. He started undoing his own pants when Charlie thrusted into his mouth, good thing Carlisle didn’t have a gag reflex.
“Don’t touch your dick” Charlie grumbled. “It’s mine to play with” he thrust again into Carlisle. Already feeling his climax build in his lower abdomen. It had been so long since he was touched by someone else he wouldn’t last long. “Shit… I’m close” he warned, closing his eyes and crying with pleasure as Carlisle grabbed his thighs and started to work his lips faster.
“Shit, shit, shit” Charlie grabbed a handful of Carlisle’s hair and tried to stabilize himself as he reached his peak. He came down Carlisle’s throat, the pleasure so great he saw stars behind his closed eyes. “Fuck you and your mouth Cullen.”
Carlisle got up and with incredible speed attacked Charlie’s lips again, letting the officer taste himself in his mouth. As they kissed Charlie pulled Carlile’s cock out, starting to strike it violently, as his other hand travelled down his ass, pressing his cheeks and even venturing into his crack… It had been so long since he had fucked Carlisle, it was a shame they didn’t have enough time for that. But he thought he could torture the blonde one with the faint possibility.
When he was able to circle Carlisle’s rim the doctor broke the kiss with a whine. “Fuck Charlie” he angle his hips into the officer’s finger “Do it” he asked “Please, i need…” he cried when Charlie forced the dry finger in, this would be so much better with a bit of lube. Carlisle was chanting a string of “yes” into his neck, trying to lick and suck the human’s neck and shoulder while Charlie’s hand still worked his dick and hole.
“You haven’t earned the right to be fucked yet” Charlie whispered to Carlisle ear before biting his earlobe. Carlisle tried to protest but Charlie had already pulled the finger away. “You’ll take what I give you and like it” he continued, sliding further down to cup his balls. “That’s your punishment for leaving me”
By then, Charlie was hard again, so he adjusted his hand to handle both members and grabbed one of Carlisle’s hands as well. The temperature shock from his ever cold hands was almost enough to send him over the edge again, but this time he was focused on Carlisle, who was nothing but a puddle of moans, tongue and pleading in his arms.
Charlie synchronized the strokes from both hands, feeling overwhelmed by the familiarity of the pleasure the two shared. Carlisle was holding on to his neck with his other hand, repeating Charlie’s name in between whines and cries like a prayer, like he was witnessing a miracle right then and there.
And with the combination of all these sensations, both men reached their orgasms together, catching the sounds with each other’s mouths and tongues.
They held each other as they got down from the high of pleasure. Carlisle’s letting go of the now flat dicks to hug Charlie, the cold of his skin colliding with the human’s hot and sweaty body. Charlie also left his bitterness aside and embraced the doctor, but still fought the urge to pepper small kisses along his face.
He felt Carlisle draw a deep breath in before lifting his face to meet Charlie’s. They stared at each other in silence, until Carlisle raised a hand to touch Charlie’s face, whose eyes fluttered shut at the delicate touch, Carlisle’s thumb traced the contour of his eyebrows, nose, cheek, slid over his moustache and finally touched his lips. Charlie sighed as he poked his tongue out to suck on the thumb.
“Fuck I’m gonna get hard again” Carlisle whimpered at the sensation and almost instantly Chalie stopped, opening his eyes again.
“We have to go back” he said simply, eyes still glued to the blond man’s face.
“Kiss me” Carlisle asked and for the first time Charlie obliged, the kiss was slow and tender, filled with all the hurt and longing both of them carried all this time. “This is not the last time, is it?”
“I am not saying anything after you sucked my dick like that” Charlie cut him off. “But I have not forgiven you yet” he added, which was true.
Carlisle knew it would take time for him to gain back Charlie’s trust, so he reached for a small box on one of his shelves that had tissues so they could clean themselves. He chuckled as he found a small bottle of lube with it. “Oh this would’ve been handy a couple minutes ago” he showed it to Charlie that raised an eyebrow in return.
“We never did it in your office” he pointed out, unable to hide the jealousy in his voice.
“True” Carlisle confirmed “this was for all the times I had to play alone while you ignored me for a whole year” he explained, he had been so frustrated the last few weeks that he could barely remember the last time he touched himself.
“Play your cards right and I’ll get back to playing with you” Charlie posed as he finished cleaning up he looked around for his shirt and trousers. Once he was dressed he tried to tie his bowtie again and Carlisle moved to help him.
“Promise?” he pleaded, doing the bow perfectly.
Charlie looked at him, his face serious but warm.
“Do you promise you’ll never leave Forks again? At least without telling me first?”
Carlisle hesitated to look back at the human. Could he make such promises? He didn’t know. But he knew he didn’t want to leave Forks ever again if it meant to stay in Charlie’s arms.
So he nodded and then he felt Charlie’s arm surround him in the embrace he longed for so long. With all the things that happened between his kids, it was crazy to think they kept their rendezvous, but they knew that it was because it felt right.
“Don’t ignore me again after today” Carlisle whispered inside the hug. “I literally lost my mind when I saw you with Sue Clearwater at the party.”
Charlie couldn’t help but chuckle. Mister Super-Self-Control admitted to losing it like he hadn’t done this before, Charlie remembered at least two other accounts when Carlisle threw caution to the wind.
“Fine,” Charlie agreed, breaking their embrace. Soon Bella and Edward would leave for their honeymoon and Charlie wanted to say goodbye to his kid. “We really have to go back.”
They finished restoring their image to a more respectable one and then left the office back to the party. Still, before they went out to the garden, Carlisle took Charlie’s hand.
“Is Renee staying at your place?” he asked.
“No, she thought it’d be weird since she brought the new husband, why?”
Carlisle had a wicked smile on his face. He got near Charlie and planted a soft kiss on his lips. “Then wait up for me after the party, I’ll come to your house”
Charlie wanted to play bad cop for a little longer and refuse Carlisle, but his dick twitched in his pants and he decided he deserved this compensation.
“Deal” he returned the kiss. “You go ahead first.”
He then let go of Carlisle’s hand so the man could return to the party. He counted 30-seconds and then went on too.
And he suddenly felt like at the beginning of the wedding, counting down the seconds for it to end, but at least now for a good reason.