Prompt Stories 2

 Irresistible

Categories: Harry Potter, Twilight

Characters: Harry Potter, Carlisle Cullen, others

Pairing: Carlisle/Harry

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, Twilight, or any of the characters associated with the books/movies and I never have and never will make any money from the writing of this story.

Follows prompt 26; Stumble.

Pairing requested by Sonia

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Sitting in his office in his home, Carlisle couldn't help but think of the irresistible man he'd patched up the month before. He couldn't help but think of him; about his vibrant green eyes, his thick black hair which begged for his fingers to run through it, his slim, short body begging him to complete him.

Shaking his head, Carlisle listened to his children roughhousing outside while Esme, his 'sister' played around in the kitchen, cooking for Edward's girlfriend.

Giving in to his desire to see him, Carlisle stood up and made his way down the stairs only to be met by Esme at the bottom of the stairs.

“You're going to him again aren't you?”

“I have to, Esme.”

“You need to talk to him. Don't just sit outside of his hotel balcony because soon he'll be leaving and you'll be without him if you don't.”

“I know that, Esme, but I don't know how he'll react to a male vampire pursuing him.”

“You'll never know unless you go to him and find out. Don't waste the chance of finally finding someone that you can spend eternity with as your mate.”

“You don't have that yet though.”

“Yes, but I haven't found that person yet. Just because we didn't work out doesn't mean we won't find that person. Don't think that you'll be hurting me because you found that person. You'll hurt me if you let him walk away without trying because I let you go so you could find that person.” Esme said before she walked back into the kitchen.

“Thank you, Esme.” Carlisle said, before he ran out of the house, deciding to just run instead of taking his car.

Arriving at the hotel and scaling the wall to the sixth floor, Carlisle climbed over the railing and dropped onto the balcony. Looking into the room, he gave a whine when he saw a maid in there cleaning and fixing up the room and no luggage or clothes from Harry in sight.

Dropping into one of the chairs, Carlisle lowered his head into his hands. Esme had been right. He had finally left and he'd lost the chance.

Standing up to run back home, Carlisle stopped when his foot slipped on an envelope under it. Bending down, he picked up the envelope and frowned even more when he saw his name scrawled across the front of it.

Ripping it open he pulled out a piece of parchment, odd because he didn't think many people still had parchment let alone used it.

Reading the words, he grinned as he read each one.

*Carlisle, if you decide to stop lurking outside of my hotel room here's my address. I decided I liked this town a little too much to leave...well it might be the people more than the town, but you get the point. Stop in and see me and maybe we can talk about breaking in my furniture if you're interested.

Harry.*

Rushing off into the night, Carlisle allowed the parchment to fall from his hands and flutter down to the ground, forgotten.

****END PROMPT****

Prompt 23 from table C (50 prompts).