Tis the season....MmmmmMonday Edition

The lovely Bex and I were chatting the other day about treats, gifts, and this, that and the other. And all of the sudden it hit me: SECRET SANTA TWI-STYLE!

For me, one of the best things about this whole twi-fandom has been meeting all you lovely ladies (and a gent or two). And with the holidays approaching and the amazing amount of twi-merch out to be had, how fun would it be to share the love a little?

The rules are simple. If you want in, email me your name and mailing address and fill out the little questionnaire below. If I can't tell your twi-handle from your email, then include that so I know who you are. Please have your name/info sent to me by November 30th. Then I'll come up with some fancy way to assign people their secret santa and away we go. You'll get your secret santa on December 1st!

Rules:

If you don't think you'll follow through, cause it's not your style, then please don't sign up to participate. I only ask this because for whatever reason, my secret santa experience on the receiving end has always been completely lametastic. One year I got expired Halloween candy. Why did I quit teaching again?

Also, this is very important. We're going to have a $10 limit. As in, NO MORE THAN 10 DOLLARS! For my European counterparts, we'll say 10 pounds or 10 euros, if that's ok. Of course, I'm not going to be a fuddy duddy and call people out for overspending. BUT - I'm way more interested in creativity and fun and specialness, and not on spending the most. It's my game, so I get to make the rules.

$10 isn't impossible, but you will have to shop smart. Or get out the glue gun and sparkles. However you want to do it, the idea is to make it fun!

The deadline to send your gift is for your recipient to get it on/before December 25th. Hopefully this will give everyone enough time to get shopping/creating.

Rules:

Don't go in if you aren't going to actually go in

$10 limit (or equivalent)


Deadlines:

Email me info by Nov 30th: uhyesplease [at]gmail [dot] com

Send gift before Dec 25th


Info:

1. Name
2. Mailing address
3. Chocolate or Vanilla
4. Team Edward, Jacob or dare I say, Switzerland
5. Fanfic: Love, lukewarm, don't care for (gasp!)
6. Eclipse spoiler bunny, or pure?
7. Fav actors in the saga (pick as many as you want)
8. Month/Day birthday
9. Fav color
10. Fav type of music
**EDIT - You can also include your Amazon wish list info as well! This way your mailing address also stays anonymous if that's a good thing for you. :) (Thanks Fragilehuman!)

And of course I wouldn't let you go on a Monday without something yummy:

Here's a sweet little teaser from Candlelight Christmas from A Very Cullen Christmas contest. This was a collaboration between RedChevy and PurdueLiz, and is a Jasper/Bella pairing. The details are awesome: both are on an exchange program in Italy - it's Christmas - and it's hottub time.... Mmmmm Wet Jasper:

Her body trembled slightly but she didn’t make a sound or try to pull away as I slowly dragged my tongue from the top of her shirt, right up to her hairline, the ball of my tongue ring adding extra pressure. I heard her gasp when my mouth worked its way back down the same path my tongue had taken, nipping and sucking at her flesh as my arms snaked around her waist.

“And this?” I whispered in her ear, my teeth grazing her lobe as I pulled her into my lap, her back flush against my chest and my erection pressing into her backside.

“Yes,” she hissed softly, running her hands along the tops of my legs from my knees to the hem of my shorts, her thumbs rubbing soft circles into the sensitive skin of my inner thigh.

My hips bucked involuntarily as I buried my face into her neck, my hands skimming up her torso to cup her breasts as my thumbs brushed over her erect nipples through the soaked fabric.

“Jasper,” she moaned as her breathing picked up and her head fell back against my shoulder.

I ground into her once more at the sound of her moaning my name and she began to move against me. Rubbing her ass along my length as her thumbs kept pace on my thighs, sliding them under my shorts a little further with each stroke, while I continued to knead and tease her breasts.

I began to pant as I frantically kissed and sucked on every inch of exposed skin that I could reach, she tasted like honey and winter and fruit and I couldn’t get enough.

“Jasper…more,” she gasped as though she had read my mind and that was all the encouragement I needed.

A low rumble rolled through my chest as I grabbed her hips and moved her onto the seat beside me. She let out a small squeak of surprise at the sudden change of position before I spun around to nestle myself between her legs.

Holding her face in my hands, I paused to look into her eyes, her pupils were dilated from her arousal and I saw no trace of doubt or hesitation there before I pulled her towards me and pressed my lips to hers.

Her hands tangled in my hair and her nails scratched my scalp as she sucked my bottom lip into her mouth. Her tongue ran along it as she bit down and I growled as I pressed myself firmly against her, my throbbing cock finally making contact with her soft, overheated center.

Sighing at the sensation, she opened her mouth and my tongue slipped in and teased hers gingerly, the metal ball tapping lightly against her teeth. Her legs wrapped around my waist as our tongues danced together, their fight for dominance becoming more frenzied as the kiss deepened.

I felt her thigh muscles contract as she dug her heels into my ass and fisted her hands into my hair, pulling me closer as she began to rock her hips rhythmically against me. Breaking the kiss, I moaned into her mouth before her head fell back onto the edge of the tub, exposing her perfect neck to me as we struggled for air.

My hands found their way to the hem of her shirt behind her and I wrestled with it desperately as it seemed to be glued to her skin. The jet of water that was pounding into her suddenly caught the edge of the material causing it to balloon out and I wasted no time in gliding my hands up and down the silky skin of her back.

The increased skin on skin contact resulted in both of us whimpering as her hip movement intensified and my lips continued their assault on her neck.

“Fuck…Bel…la,” I gasped out between heavy breaths as I ground into her, matching her thrust for thrust.

“Jas…per,” she moaned as her hands ghosted down my back, stopping at the waistband of my boxers.

***Cropping that hot tub pic made me sad - if you want a little more - let me know, but I don't want anyone to get fired for looking at peen at work! But I can send you the original if you like, for research purposes, of course. *wink*