TwiSherry's ♥: *Recs* Raw & Rosy by TuesdayMidnight

Jasper Hale hates his high school rival Edward Cullen with a passion. What happens when Jasper discovers Edward's little secret? Spank!Fic. AH/AU/OOC. Rated M. Contains mature content.

Warning issued by author: This is a spank!fic. It has a great deal of PWP and contains EXPLICIT ADULT CONTENT. This is not exactly a bdsm story. Edward and Jasper are seniors in high school, both 18, so they don’t have a lot of experience. They naturally fall into a sort of d/s dynamic, and this is a story of how they work through this discovery. Though this is 80% smut (and the smut is not entirely realistic), I see the remainder as a character study into Jasper’s psyche. If this is not your cup of tea and/or if you are not of legal age – please stop reading now

Yes and don't miss the outtakes: Raw and Rosy Revisited

When some friends were going on and on about an update for the story Raw and Rosy, I couldn’t help but ask what it was about. When they said it was a slash spankfic, I will admit I had no idea what that meant, although I could guess. Then they started Skyping me exerpts and I was piqued. I had only read one other slash one shot and I didn’t know it was slash until the end, so I wasn’t really sure how I would feel about Jasper/Edward slash. I mean Edward is supposed to be with Bella, right? Well, unless he can have a somewhat domineering, fuckhawt, no holds barred Jasper spanking his ass and giving him something he never even knew he wanted. I’ll admit I wasn’t too sure, but I trusted my fellow Edward/Bella shippers and dove in.

I was not disappointed. Raw and Rosy is not just a hot, sexy, wild slash fic. It is a really great character study as well, with a Jasper and Edward that will surely win your hearts over.

The beginning really nails it and draws you in completely:

JPOV

I hated Edward Cullen.

I hated him with a passion.

I hated the way he smiled that obnoxious crooked half smile. I hated the way the other guys at school tried to get their hair to stay up the way his so casually did. I hated the way all the girls at Forks High soaked their panties every time he walked by. I hated hearing my sister swoon about him ever since the first day he showed up in Forks. I hated the way he was so aloof and basically a dick to everyone, but somehow had everyone eating out of the palm of his hand. I hated that I was no longer big man on campus.

Jasper is the bad boy prick who doesn’t care what anyone thinks and cares less about the politics of High School. Edward is the popular, big man on campus, who seems to have the world at his fingertips. So, why does Edward let Jasper get under his skin? They hate each other so completely that they get into fights regularly at school. But one day, to avoid detention, Jasper tells the principle they were just horsing around and he smacks Edward’s ass to prove his point. The reaction is not quite what he expected:

Cullen's reaction was unmistakable. His body tensed and his face turned a rosy color, but it was his expression that was the most revealing.

He was aroused.

Jasper tells Edward after school that he’s coming over. When he gets to Edward’s, he wastes no time:

"You don't need to pretend. We're not friends. I came here for one thing, and one thing only."

I stepped up to him and grabbed the waistband of his jeans. I unbuttoned the fly slowly, closing the distance between us by nuzzling into the crook of his neck, greedily drinking in his scent. I never noticed it before I had him shoved against his car, but he smelled like sandalwood, musk and something else I couldn't place. Then, I yanked the stupid skinny jeans along with his briefs down in a rough motion and spun him around.

I took a second to take in his lithe body before speaking.

"Bend over for me," I ordered.

He glanced over his shoulder at me and his eyes widened, but he still said nothing.

Instead, he shuffled over to the stairs that ended in the foyer, his jeans at his knees. I was about to scold him for not following my orders immediately, when I realized he was simply using the stairs for balance. He bent forward, resting his elbows on the stairs, pointing his perfect, firm, round cheeks up in the air.

"Fuck, you look so hot." I couldn't help the words escaping my mouth.

I approached slowly. Then I put my left hand gently on his left cheek. I ghosted my hand over the smooth skin, and then across the other cheek. His skin was so creamy and soft. It was all I could do not to lean down and take a bite.

Instead, I struck.

Right in the center of his left cheek.

I left a beautiful pink marking right in the center.

He gasped.

I pulled my hand further back and struck again, a little lower this time.

"Fuck," I heard him whisper.

"You like that don't you?" I repeated my words from earlier that day. This time, Cullen responded.

"Oh, yeah," he moaned.

I struck again, this time closer to the crack of his sculpted buttocks.

He whimpered, and his body shifted as I saw his right arm move.

"Are you touching yourself, Edward?" I asked roughly, trying out his first name again.

"Need- need-" he started.

"What do you need?"

"I need to come."

Seriously!!! This was the first chapter, and it gets hotter and hotter. Jasper knows what to give and Edward knows how to take it. Obviously, there is lots of spanking. They even find time to play with quite a few toys. The story is heavily rooted in chapter after chapter of unbridled, raw, wildly driven sex.

I laced the handcuffs behind the headboard so Edward could grip the slats. It really was designed perfectly for what we were about to do.

I got behind Edward and slowly dragged my fingernails down his back, stopping at his raw cheeks.

I pulled the plug out slowly as Edward exhaled loudly. For second, I enjoyed the view of Edward's stretched hole, surrounded on all sides by bright pink flesh. Then I grabbed Edward's stashed lube and coated two fingers with the liquid before sliding them into the waiting entrance. It was all I could do not to bend down and taste. I made a mental note to buy flavored lube. Then, I coated my sheathed cock and positioned myself under him, spreading his knees so mine fit between them.

"Sit down," I ordered.

Without any hesitation, he sank down on my hard cock.

Even after having been stretched, his ass was so tight around me, I nearly groaned. He squirmed a little, presumably getting used to my size, which was well bigger than the plug. I let him wiggle, because it felt damn good.

"Now," I slapped the side of his hip. "Fuck yourself on me."

Edward gasped, then raised his hips, releasing me almost completely, before sinking back down.

I stayed still while Edward set a rhythm. I didn't speak, I wanted him to get lost in the act. He started to pick up speed and the cuffs began to hit against the headboard, keeping time to the motion of Edward's hips.

I leaned back on my elbows as Edward pummeled himself, his raw, red cheeks swallowing my cock. I didn't touch him or raise my hips to meet his, I wanted Edward to get off all on his own.

Without touching himself either.

He was trapped by the handcuffs. He couldn't go anywhere but up and down. Yet, Edward was so wanton as he rode me, moaning and cursing as he found the angle that felt best inside his body. Once again, I almost felt like a voyeur as I watched him take his pleasure.

Need I say more? But, Raw and Rosy also explores how two of the most unlikely characters come together and create something that neither of them ever expected, probably thought they’d never have, and definitely had never experienced before.

One of my favorite parts was learning why Edward, the epitome of the cool guy, the one who could have any girl and did, ended up allowing the outcast gay bad boy to dominate him in every way. I won’t ruin that realization for you, but I really enjoyed getting into both of their psyches.

Tuesdaymidnight really did a superb job of making both Edward and Jasper believable to me, and as I said this was not my usual genre. I feel it was somewhat different than what I expected in slash because it wasn’t a story about two gay boys initially, not that there is anything wrong with that. Since Edward was definitely the ladies man at school, it certainly was the most unexpected turn of events for him to find such pleasure from Jasper spanking him. I believe, however, that Jasper saw Edward in a way no one else ever bothered to see, and what started out as fun and thrilling turns into something that they both are not sure they can or want to live without ever again.

The development of the story, while focusing heavily on the sex, always seems to have something deeper going on. Each chapter is paced perfectly and gives the reader just a little more insight into the characters and what draws them to each other.

Let me tease you further with their first kiss:

I leaned in slowly, like a boy who was nervous about his first kiss, which, I suppose I kind of was. I mean, I French kissed Alice Brandon on the playground during recess when I was 10, which was disgusting for multiple reasons, but this was different.

This was Edward Cullen.

I pressed my lips to his gently. The first thing I noticed was that he tasted delicious. He was the type of guy who used chapstick, and there was a residual minty flavor on his lips that was only slightly masking his own sweet taste.

I took his bottom lip between mine and sucked slightly. It was soft and pliable and warm. I couldn't remember the last time I actually kissed someone. Did lips always feel this good?

Then he parted them slightly and my whole body reacted.

More! More! More!

I was on fire, burning with need. My dick always responded to Edward, but this was completely different from every time before.

His tongue entered my mouth and I pressed mine against it. They teased each other, pushing and pulling, giving and taking. His lips were hot and searing against mine, and I just could not get enough. My hands drifted up on their own accord and plunged into his coppery mess. I tugged a little, eliciting a moan that vibrated against my mouth, only to be stifled by my probing tongue.

His hands were clawing at my back, urging me on.

I dominated him sexually, but at this we were equals. He kissed back with equal fervor and for a moment, I just let that fire consume me.

Why had I not done this before?

That kiss doesn’t even happen until half way through the story. But, don’t worry there’s plenty of spanking going on before that, because in the beginning, it’s all about the Raw (desire) and Rosy (ass), but will it become about more? Read it and find out. I promise you will not be disappointed.

If the words haven’t tempted you enough, then maybe the video will: