T.G.I.F.S.ff.F! *

*Thank God It's Fucking Smut fanfiction Friday! again!

Hello fellow Twitards and smutaholics! You know what today is! TGIF takes on a whole new meaning in Twiland, huh? *wicked grin*

How did you like last week’s fic? I think the hint I gave you last week was too easy, cause I am pretty sure everyone knows what I am rec’ing this week.

Here it is: I Hate Myself For Loving You by halojones!

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4161407/1/I_Hate_Myself_For_Loving_You

Here is Halo’s description:

Bella's ready to bust out of her shell in college with roomie Alice. She meets the dazzling but rakish Edward, but is warned of his less than angelic ways. Will B/A be just another notch in the belt for J/E, or will they teach the boys a lesson or two?

Again, this author was gracious enough to give us PLENTY of links in her profile to go along with the story. There are currently 55 chapters and it isn’t finished yet! Very, very long and wonderful read!

Now, for my description:

Edward is a player. *I am finding more and more fics where he is and I start out not liking him, but the authors always have Bella “convert” him and I love it!! Ok, so Edward, of course, sees Bella and wants her, but she has been warned of his being a man-whore. They try to just start a friendship, but we all know these fanfics can’t let them be just friends *besides, who would read them, then?!!!* Alice and Bella are both virgins, which puts a more incredible twist on the story. One thing I have to mention that absolutely cracked me up so hard was that when they decided they were going to ahem…try….certain….things….on their men, they looked on the internet and came across this video to “teach” them….you will laugh your @$$ off!! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GRda_A4zXpI

One of the absolute BEST parts of this story is that Emmett is a VIRGIN MORMON!!!! Yes, you read that right! Our dear old (normally)horny-all-the-time Emmett! He is so stinking cute in this story! There is a lot of music in this story. Lots of oldies and many new ones.

And for my teaser:

This is the first time they go anywhere together. He decides on a picnic in a meadow. He is doing the 20-question-get-to-know-you thing. I won’t give it away, but this little convo actually leads to something VERY VERY ballsy that they do!!

"What is your favorite color?" She was sitting upright, legs criss-crossed, with her head tilted towards the sky, taking in the sunrays. I was laying down beside her on my back, looking up at her. As soon as I laid out the blanket, I made her keep her part of the bargain of letting me question her. It was almost two hours later now, and we had yet to eat our lunch. Once Bella realized the restaurant really didn't pack any utensils, she was not in a big hurry to eat. The idea and the reality of consuming spaghetti cartoon dog style weren't quite the same for her. And food was the last thing on my mind.

Each new question I asked brought on a whole new line of inquiries from me. I had learned more about her upbringing; how close she was with her mother, yet how she played a more parental role than a child's role in the relationship. How some family addictions made her decide early on to never drink, smoke or do any drugs. How she moved in with her father her freshman year in high school, and how she couldn't wait to escape the cold and the wet after four years in Forks, Washington. How she worked three jobs her senior year just so that college at our University would a be possibility. And how she expected to have to hold down two jobs just to make ends meet this year. She had a much more complicated and challenging life than I had; and yet, she told her story with such humor and without apology, I was equal parts humbled and awestruck.

My pause made her ask if I was done, but I didn't want to stop. So, I asked her the first question that came into my head. The lame color question came blurting out.

She answered out with a smile, "Green. Clover green." Bella's eyes widened, and then her cheeks blushed a brilliant shade of red. Yet another line of questioning for me.

"What? What about that answer made you blush?"

She shook her head. "NEXT question..."

I sat up. "Tell me. Please?"

She winced. "Okay, I'll tell you; but this will be the last earnest thing I will ever speak in your direction, okay? I'm very cautious around egotistical yet endearing Cassanovas like yourself, so don't get used to this. The wall goes right back up after I explain."

I motioned with my hand for her to dispense with the disclaimers and to just answer.

"Your eyes are the same shade as the green clovers growing here in the meadow. And they are very pretty. Or handsome, or whatever. Now shut up and stop smirking at me like that." She quickly tilted her head back towards the sun and closed her eyes.

I couldn't help but smile. It was so cute watching her backpeddle and stumble over words for once. "Aren't you going to ask me what my favorite color is, Bella?"

I didn't wait for her to ask. "It's the shade of crimson, which is the color of the first blush I ever gave you." I smiled at her and she looked away quickly. I would have told her how beautiful she looked when she blushed as well, but she didn't trust me quite enough to tell her such things. So I held back.

She started laughing hysterically. Not exactly the reaction I was going for. "Do you realize we made a pun? Crimson and Clover? One of my favorite song covers ever with Joan Jett? Who's like my patron rocker chick saint?"

She started singing on cue: "Ahhh...I don't hardly know her...But I think I could love her...Crimson and Clover...Over and Over..."

She had a rich, deep voice that I wanted to hear more of. But it was my turn to blurt out thoughts that should stay in my head for the moment. "I get where Joan is coming from."

She looked down at me, not getting my point.

I sang back to her: "I don't hardly know her...But I think I could love her..."

All right! There it is! I love this fic and I am sure you will too ;)

As always, let me know if you have read it and agree or disagree. Let me know if you haven’t read it and plan to thanks to my rec or if you read if AFTER I rec’d it and you likey!

Here is a hint to what I will rec next week:

The title is a verse from a song…a very dirty song…by a group with a number in their name.

Have a fantabulously smutty week!

-RSA