provincialbelle | [Dated past January 6th]

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[Dated past January 6th]

Belle thought that this was a bad idea.

No, it was a good idea, but in the depths of her ever-working mind where the clockwork ticked away and she had little voices that sounded like Lumiere and Cogsworth, she knew that this was simultaneously a bad and good idea. She loved spending time with Jacob, but she was starting to realize that dating someone inevitably meant there was something else to your interactions -- a physical edge of intimacy that crept up on you.

And it was here at her shoulders now, pushing at her. They had gone to the waterfall and she was ready to swim. She did really love spending time with him, but now that they had been dating for ages and she was starting to understand her feelings, she was starting to understand she wanted a little more than what they were doing.

So, bad idea in a good one.

"You're not going to dive off that, are you?" she said warily, pointing up at the cliff's edge.

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Jacob squinted at the cliff, assessing it carefully. He'd dove off it before, several times, and it wasn't nearly as rocky or as dangerous as the cliffs at La Push. The pool beneath the waterfall was nice and deep and didn't have nearly as many rocks as the beaches back home.

"Yup. I've done it before. Besides, how else am I going to impress you?"

"You don't need to impress me, silly," she insisted as she started to unpack the picnic basket she'd brought along -- books at the top, then more books, and finally some food snuck into the bottom. "I'd rather have you alive and uninjured than me impressed."

"I've been doing it for years," Jacob argued, but conceded that point in lieu of picnic. Food always trumped adrenaline rushes, any day.

"Still, I guess I'll stay on solid ground for now."

She grinned, settling her light skirt as she settled on the blanket, her eyes glancing over to the water. "Did you think maybe of going swimming today?" Which would mean wetness and nudity. But they were at the falls and it was a prudent question, she thought.

"I had planned on it, after we ate," Jacob said, grinning wide at her. "Why? Do you want to go swimming or something? It can totally be arranged."

"Well, it's gorgeous here," she said, turning away so he wouldn't be able to read her expression or anything else. The last thing she wanted was for him to suddenly see how much she wanted to see him without his shirt on -- and especially dripping wet. "We'd be silly not to swim."

"Look at you, being all logical," Jacob said, grinning and tugging off his shirt. It was warm again and he wanted to soak up as much sun as possible. "See, this is why I like you. You're a lot more rational."

Belle turned back at precisely the wrong time -- in time to see him taking his clothes off. She licked her lips and found herself staring at him, clearing her throat slightly and wondering if she was meant to do the same in turn. She'd worn a bathing suit herself, but she still didn't know if she should take off her own shirt.

In the end, she kept it on, not wanting the sun to freckle her shoulders from too much absorption. "I hope you like me for more reasons than that."

"Uh, yeah," Jacob said, grinning wide. "I like you because you're beautiful and smart and funny. Not to mention just because you're you. I don't think there's any way I couldn't like you."

"You're flattering me again," she said, but she arranged herself so that she could lean over and press a soft peck to his cheek in thanks for his kind words, enjoying them at the least. "And I like you because you're incredibly intelligent, are invigorating and lively, and you're gorgeous."

"I live to flatter," Jacob said, laughing. "Of course, it's a little easier when it's all true. I've never felt about a girl the way I feel about you, Belle. It's all new to me."

She felt her stomach tumble with such joy and nerves when he said things like that and she never knew exactly how to answer with flattering turn. Instead, she let her cheeks go pink as she dug out the food. "You keep making me think one day I'm going to somehow disappoint you when I'm not as wonderful as you think I am. I mean, I know I'm not terrible, Jacob, but...I'm just a girl."

"I know that," Jacob said, shrugging. "And I'm just a guy. It doesn't mean that what we have isn't special, you know?"

"It's incredibly special," she agreed, fully serious as she slowly pressed closer to him in order to brush a kiss to his lips, her fingers finding the curve and strength of his hips to hold on just lightly, aware that she was touching bare skin.

The thought was electric and caused shivers and goosebumps through her whole body.

It sent a thrill through him too, but Jacob didn't mention it. There wasn't any sense in pushing things, not right now.

"We could skip swimming if you wanted," he said softly, threading his hand in her hair.

"But we came to swim," she protested mildly, but also because she did have her heart set on the refreshing dip. "And I wore a swimsuit, even. We can eat and then swim. We don't have to miss out on anything," she said, not pulling away just yet.

"Plenty of time," Jacob agreed. "To eat and swim and then do other things, if you want. I'm nothing if not flexible."

"Are you?" she teased and poked at his hip just lightly with two of her fingers, easing in closer and letting out a happy sound of a sigh. "I'd like to see you try that."

"What, swim and eat at the same time?" He flashed her a quick smile. "You're not supposed to do that. Could drown, or something. I'm not sure how that goes."

She poked him with a smirk on her face, clearly aware he was teasing, but needing to retort somehow. And as if in response, she eased away to start eating and only eating. "I was asking for a show of proper flexibility, but that can wait."

"Oh, well. I can do that," Jacob said, grinning wickedly. "I've been thinking about taking the yoga class when it starts back up. We could take it together, if you wanted. Learn how to get flexible?"

"I'm not sure I was thinking of taking yoga," she admitted, but it was something to think about. "Maybe you could take the class and show me." She preferred her classes to have books to read and homework and essays to write. Tangible proof of learning.

"I wouldn't mind that," Jacob said, getting excited at the prospect. "Then we wouldn't have to go as fast as the class goes, in case you wanted to stop doing it for a while. Or something."

"See? That sounds perfect," she insisted. Then it was a hobby and she didn't have to worry too deeply about not performing well. She nibbled idly at the sandwiches, her thoughts still on other things -- namely him, yoga, and the variety of positions his body might have to contort into.

"I usually come up with good ideas," Jacob teased, eating his own food. He'd tried to get a little better about not inhaling it when Belle was around and he'd mostly succeeded. He was still a little messy sometimes and mango juice was currently dripping down his chin.

"I can really teach you to cliff dive someday, if you want."

"I'd like that, too," she agreed, staring at him for a moment too long (maybe) especially considering she couldn't stop staring at Jacob. Within seconds, she clasped him by the cheeks hard and leaned in to kiss away the mango juice, licking at it with her tongue before easing back and touching her tongue to the corner of her mouth.

"Better," she said, studiously.

Jacob grinned and pulled her closer to kiss her again, teeth tugging at her lower lip and arms looped around Belle's waist.

She lets out a surprised and joyful laugh, falling back slightly when he kisses her, arms around her and she has to struggle to not want this all the time, without clothes, without separation.

She only protested the kiss when she could barely breathe. She was gasping by the time she eased away, flushed in the cheeks and all over.

"Breathing okay?" Jacob asked, half-teasing. Belle looked really worked up and while it was a good thing, he still wanted to make sure it wasn't too much too fast.

She laughs and waves at her cheeks as she lets out a soft exhalation. "Just warm," she admits, pressing the backs of her fingers against her skin. "Probably the best time for swimming, though."

"Definitely," Jacob agreed. "Do you want me to help you? I know you haven't been swimming in a while and..."

Maybe it was silly, but he wanted to protect her.

"I've been practicing," she assured him, but she couldn't help smiling at how charming and valiant he was being. She shifted just enough so she could start untying the knots of her shirt. "Turn around," she said, even though he was obviously going to see her in a moment.

Jacob turned around dutifully, laughing a little. "Belle, you realize I'm going to see you in about thirty seconds, right? Or am I supposed to swim with my eyes closed?"

"Just turn around," she said playfully with a laugh, climbing out of her clothes. She was still fairly demure, seeing as the swimsuit covered her body, but it was a lot tighter than most things she wore. "Okay," she said, stepping up to the rocks and letting her hair loose before jumping in. "Ready!"

Jacob followed, jumping off and gliding through the water before he could catch her around the waist.

"Caught you. Can't get away from me."

She laughed and gave a light kick, but she brought him closer the moment she pushed away (she needed the momentum). "That implies I'd want to," she said in a softer tone.

"Well, depends. Do you want to?" Jacob asked, swimming to catch up. "I guess it'd give us problems with that whole girlfriend-boyfriend thing."

Belle stopped where she was and lightly treaded water in order to wait for him, giving him a truly fond look. "Trust me, if I had a choice, I'd make sure I was always near to you. Of course, we'd have time to do our own favourite things, but I never want to stray too far."

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