Epilogue ~ Under the Stars

Stars were splattered all over the night sky, shining like billions upon billions of diamonds; Kieren loved to observe them, especially on nights like this when a huge moon was shining gracefully, casting its bright rays on every surface. It made everything look so surreal and idyllic.

It was the last week of August and, amazingly, it was still warm. It shouldn't have come as a surprise, though, it was technically still summer, but they were in Britain after all. Kieren smiled. He pulled Simon closer to his body. The picnic chest sat next to them, full with the remains of a delicious dinner – cooked by Simon, the very menacing 12th disciple of the Undead Prophet, the preacher of self-love, baker of wonderful pies, incurable romantic who sang serenades to his boyfriend under the star-lit sky. (Simon started singing in the most adorable Al-Martino-wanna-be voice "No matter what the world may say about me/ I know your love will always see me through/I love you for a hundred thousand reasons/But, most of all I love you because you're you" Kieren bit his lips in a fit of laughter and adorable-overload) Kieren chuckled to himself remembering.

Now they were sitting on the beach, in a very remote place, on a beach towel, cuddled in each other. Simon was watching the sky with dreamy eyes – a hand under his head, the other one wrapped tightly around Kieren's back, like in a reversed scene of their love story: this time Kieren being the one awkwardly and intensely observing his lover. He couldn't help it. By now all the death paleness from Simon's skin had been covered by healthy pinkish layers of well-blood-irrigated tissue and a faint layer of tan. His pupils were properly shaped, and his eyes were as blue and clear as the summer sky. His lips were plush and pink, as if he recently applied some sort of products – ready for Kieren to ravish them with kisses. He was dressed in a white button-down (the first buttons 'innocently' unbuttoned for Kieren's delight) that clung just perfectly around his body, and a pair of mind-blowing jeans.

Silently thanking whoever designed those jeans, Kieren nuzzled his head in the nape of Simon's neck. The smell of the sea was intensified on Simon's skin in a combination of salty water, fresh breeze and something Kieren could only identify as 'Simon'. He smiled. "You were right about the stubbles… they're almost a full beard now." Kieren praised, mumbling into his boyfriend's warm body – his lips grazing the stubbles on the cheeks as he spoke. "Did I mention how terrible your song was?" He teased. He kissed Simon's cheek, feeling the sting in his sensitive lips. He liked that. It was like a reminder that he was human and alive now. "Yeah? I don't think you did." Simon said, just above a whisper. "Well, it was. Thank you." Kieren added. His lips left behind a hot tingly trail of kisses on Simon's skin from the cheek to the chin, jaw and lips. Simon smiled and relaxed under his boyfriend's loving ministrations. Then he caught his lips between his.

Kieren pulled back catching Simon's adoring stare. Concern furrowed his brows. "How are you feeling, Simon?" Kieren asked, just above a whisper.

Simon cupped Kieren's cheek with his free hand, caressing it with his thumb. "Much better." His pink lips curved into a faint smile. He pulled the hand from under his head and fumbled in the picnic chest. After a moment he pulled out a small bottle with a white label. Kieren shivered and the skin on his legs and arms rose into forming goose-bumps. He knew that a wound like Simon's hurt like hell until it healed, and that the doctors prescribed him this medication. But seeing Simon ex-junkie-for-kicks Monroe with drugs in his possession sent cold sweat down his heated body – making him feel nauseous. Seeing Kieren's reaction Simon tossed the meds back into the picnic chest. He turned to the side, looking Kieren straight in the eyes. "I'm fine, Kier." He said in a husky voice. His hand resumed its caressing, this time sinking in Kieren's soft hair. "I'm not gonna lie: this is some strong medication, but I'm not losing it. Not now." He kissed Kieren's forehead. "Not now that I have you." he whispered centimeters away from his lover's ear. Kieren closed his eyes. He trusted Simon, but he couldn't help feeling nauseous about it. He nodded. "Okay." Kieren concluded.

Simon captured Kieren's lips in a chaste kiss, and another, and before they knew it they were making out. The kisses were long and passionate. Kieren licked Simon's lower lip – he could taste sweetness of the cherry pie and Simon's unique sweetness – then he slipped his tongue inside, brushing repeatedly against Simon's eager tongue. It didn't take long until it all escalated: Kieren mounted on top of his lover, pinning his hands down – knees on either side of Simon's strong body. As the kisses went on, becoming hotter and wilder, Simon broke free from Kieren's hold. He gripped his boyfriend's hipbones and pushed him up and down his groin. The friction had the wanted effect: Kieren groaned into the kiss, pushing his hips harder against Simon's body. Simon moaned. He slipped his thumbs under Kieren's waistband, fondling every inch of bare skin before he undid the button and unzipped the zip.

Kieren pulled away. Simon whimpered at the loss. "Simon-" he said sheepishly "- are you sure you want to-" but Simon didn't let him finish. He pulled him gently by the hair until their lips restarted their hot, wild dance. And as the kissing was resumed, so was the process of getting rid of Kieren's jeans.

Simon did a fast job of getting Kieren and himself naked – clothes discarded haphazardly all over the place. Then he got on top of Kieren, pinning his hips down with his strong hands. He smiled down at his lover crookedly. His hand slipped down and gripped Kieren's cock, stroking lazily.

Then Simon wrecked Kieren's body with wet, passionate kisses and hungry lips. His lips reached Kieren's chest biting softly in the sensitive flesh and soothing it with more kisses and grazes of the tongue. His hold around his lover's shaft tightened as the strokes picked a faster pace. Reaching the nipples, Simon licked them both, savoring the pretty noises it elicited, then biting and suckling them with wet – almost vulgar – pops of the lips.

When he felt the sticky trails of pre-come over his hand Simon slowed down. He brushed his lips against Kieren's earlobe, feeling his hands tighten their grip around his back. "Ready?" Kieren nodded. It was all it took for Simon to grab his shoulders and – with a graceful swift movement – align their bodies perfectly. Kieren watched with lust-blown eyes as Simon mounted over. Simon stretched over to the picnic basket. In a second he pulled out a bottle of lube.

Kieren chuckled. "You knew this was gonna happen." He remarked.

"I hoped." Simon said in a low, sensual voice.

"Thanks goodness you're a whore, then." Kieren teased, pulling his lover down and kissing him passionately. "But it's you in me this time." Kieren murmured between kisses. Simon moaned in agreement. When they pulled for air Kieren had that sheepish look in his eyes again. Simon couldn't help but moan at the sight. The things he wanted to do with that boy. When he spoke, Kieren's voice was faint, only louder than a whisper. "Just – it's been so long since-" he stopped and worried his lower lip with his teeth.

"I'll go slowly." Simon assured him. He leaned over Kieren's naked body, kissing his swollen lips. "Trust me. I'm gonna take care of you, Kier." With heavily lidded eyes, Simon's lips grazing his, Kieren nodded.

With steady hands, Simon gripped Kieren's hips, stroking and soothing him as he seated himself between his legs. "It's going to be alright." Simon reassured. Kieren nodded again, his heart fluttering with anticipation. Simon bowed down, as if Kieren's body was a temple, and kissed all the way from his knees to the inside of his tights. He suckled the heated skin around the hipbones, and when he noticed how much pleasure it brought to his lover, he started marking him with soft bites, kisses and licks. For the nipples the pleasuring time was longer – Simon suckled and nipped them until they were red and puffy, and Kieren's breaths were hitched.

Simon felt Kieren's growing erection against his hipbone – hard and wet as it leaked pre-cum form the top. He smiled over Kieren's hot skin. "Mmhhh-" he observed "- you like the teasing, huh?"

Kieren's grip around Simon's shoulders deepened painfully. Simon chuckled. "Don't be a little bitch, Simon." Kieren whined – an adorable smile on his lips. "You've got me pinned down. Now fuck me senseless." Kieren demanded, biting his lips.

"Okay." Simon accepted. With a loud pop the dark-haired man opened the bottle of lube, smearing big amounts of its slippery and smooth content over his hands, cock and Kieren's puckered hole. The blond whimpered as the first intruding finger brushed lightly over his tight entrance, sending waves of pleasure towards his shaft. The finger poked at the rim and eventually pushed past. Kieren bit harder on his lower lip. It was definitely a sensation he hadn't felt in a while. He groaned.

"Are you alright?" Simon's soft whispery voice soothed him somehow, bringing him back to the here and now.

"Yeah. You can go faster, you know." Kieren announced and chuckled – trying to even his breaths.

Simon obeyed. His slippery finger entered all the way in, knuckle-deep. The finger moved inside, testing, widening the entrance, and before Kieren knew it another finger moved in, and another, scissoring his entrance and poking at the inside of his walls. "How does it feel?" Simon asked – his eyes were partly closed, mesmerized by the utter beauty they were observing. As an answer, Kieren's hips moved up urging Simon for more and fucking himself on the fingers.

Simon moaned. "Fuck. You're beautiful, Kieren Walker." Simon kept moving his fingers, while his hungry lips placed kisses inside Kieren's tights, his groin and the base of his cock.

Kieren's moans turned into whimpers when Simon pulled out his fingers. Simon grabbed his erect cock, giving it a few strokes. His eyes closed and his breath hitched at the sweet relief. Soon, his tip was pushing at Kieren's rim, throbbing with every sweet moan and shiver. "I'll go slowly on you." Simon's deep voice was pushing Kieren towards the edge – and right now the edge was insecure and crumbling.

"Just do it, Simon." Kieren grabbed the back of his lover's head, pulling him down and locking their lips in a wet smooch.

Accepting the distraction, Simon pushed his cock inside Kieren. When they broke the kiss he stared down at Kieren as his hands braced either side of his lover's head. Once perfectly sheathed, Simon angled himself. He softly brushed past Kieren's sweet spot, making the blond groan. He wanted Simon to stop the teasing and give him all he had to offer. Now!

"For fuck's sake, Simon fucking move!" Kieren growled.

Simon chuckled but obeyed. Kieren's hands reached for the nape of Simon's head, tugging his hair. Simon pulled his cock out, leaving the tip inside and pushed it back in several times. "Fast enough?" he joked, slightly out of breath.

"F-faster." Kieren commanded – his dom-side was finally re-awakening.

"I always knew you were a dom after all." Simon chuckled before complying and thrust his cock back into Kieren's hot, lubed hole. With every thrust he moved faster and faster, as his lips suckled and marked the tender body underneath him. He was really struggling to get enough air – it was exhilarating. He had tried breath-play before and loved it – seeing how Kieren was the dom, the thought about suggesting it… for next time; one step at the time.

His hands held Kieren's hips in place for a while, but the blonds' rocking hips were too alluring, and denying them the freedom seemed a huge crime. So he moved his hands to Kieren's dick, cupping the base with one hand, smearing pre-come from the tip with the other, before grabbing it tight and stroking. Kieren pushed up against Simon's cock and hand, fucking himself – a blessed expression on his face.

An explosion of moans flooded Simon's ears, in perfect sync with his thrusts. So if he were to judge by his lover's moans, Simon was hitting just the right spot. Wet noises of lips sucking flesh, and general flesh hitting flesh, joined the orchestra of moans and heavy breathing. Kieren grabbed Simon's hips, pulling faster and faster until his thin fingers dug into his boyfriend's firm ass – that would definitely leave bruises.

"You're beautiful." Simon allowed the thought to escape his lips, when he pulled for air.

"I'm insatiable." Kieren corrected him, bringing a hand to Simon's head and leading him back to his burning lips. Kieren's skin was getting hotter and hotter with every passing second. Every touch from the other man sent shivers all over his skin. He was ecstatic.

"Ngh, just- faster!" His limbs grew weaker with every thrust, his muscles tensed, his heart raced like insane, and his moans and begs left him breathless as the hotness in his groin grew.

Simon was quick to obey, again. Straightening his body, Simon pushed Kieren's legs further apart and over his shoulders. Kieren moaned at the sight. When he lifted his hips insatiably, Simon's hands pinned them down, pulling the blond closer in a strong move – Kieren's ass hitting Simon's balls and thrusting his cock further against Kieren's prostate, with a pornographic sound. Saying that Kieren was turned on would be a terrible understatement. He moaned repeatedly – Simon's name on his lips like a prayer. Simon thrust over and over again, hard and fast, hitting the prostate each and every time. Kieren was a writhing mess under his powerful thrusts, breathlessly moaning and whimpering, every moan turning into a desperate gasp for air. Simon was riding him so hard it was difficult to breath. He loved it.

Kieren's hardened member was freely bouncing with every thrust. He took it in his unsteady hand stroking it fast and hard, trying to be in sync with Simon. The blue-eyed man moaned at the sight. "So good for me." He groaned.

It didn't take much for their edges to crumble under their feet. Simon was first. His body jerked forward several times until, with a last loud moan, his head fell back and his body tensed. He came with Kieren's name on his lips, milking himself in his lover's tight hole until his member was too sensitive. By that time Kieren was done too. His body arched upwards and cum spurt all over, covering his chest and chin. Simon pumped him – his hand over Kieren's – until the climax was over. Simon fell boneless next to his lover.

Breathless, chests heaving and hearts racing, the two sat on their backs under the starlit late-summer sky. Cum was dripping out of Kieren's ass, and he whimpered at the loss. Simon hovered over him for a moment before catching Kieren's lips in a sloppy kiss. Then his lips slipped over Kieren's jaw and collar-bones and torso, shamelessly licking the skin and cum like it was his life's duty. On Simon's lips, Kieren tasted extremely good - so sweet and sticky and nice. He moaned with every swallow, while Kieren sat boneless under him breathing heavily. Simon ended his passionate licking with a hot sticky kiss, then fell down back next to Kieren, panting. When he caught his breath, Kieren burst in a wild fit of laughter. His laughter was so contagious that in his state, Simon started laughing too.

When they stopped, Simon asked: "What was that about?" He watched Kieren with his blue loving eyes.

Kieren laughed a little again. "You. Me? I don't know." He chuckled. "I waited for this for so long."

"And-?" Simon pushed. "How was it?" He brought a finger over the sensitive hickeys, circling around it sensually. "How was I?"

Kieren chuckled. "Ah, you proved yourself to be really terrible at this from the very beginning." He joked.

"Yeah?" Simon threw him the most adorable sturgeon face. "Okay."

"Yeah, you with your huge cock-" Simon chuckled. "-and that incredibly skilled tongue of yours…" Then Kieren almost-yelled: "And it was perfect!" They laughed. Sticky and hot, Kieren cuddled at Simon's side, his head under his lover's head. He kissed the blue-eyed man's chest, his hand playing mindlessly with his nipple. "And this…" Kieren continued. He felt so sleepy now.

"What?" Simon asked – his hand caressing Kieren's back adoringly.

Kieren chuckled again. "We just had sex for the first time – the very first time both of us felt it, I mean – on a beach." He answered; nuzzling his head in Simon's body. They started laughing again.

Eventually Simon convinced Kieren to get up and get dressed. "Kier, we need to get back to the house." Simon said softly, kissing his lover's head. "It's getting colder."

"Nngh- no." Kieren nuzzled further into Simon's body, more asleep than awake.

"Okay." Simon chuckled. He loved to see Kieren like this – all soft and adorable. "At least get dressed? We'll take a nap here. Okay?" He asked, slightly shaking Kieren's lean body.

"Yeah." Kieren agreed in the end. He got up on his feet – his eyes still closed. He put on his clothes fast then he sunk back into the towel-covered soft sand. He was asleep before Simon joined him.

Kieren's face was peaceful and innocent, every muscle relaxed, his cheeks red, lips swollen from all the kisses and his hair ruffled. Under the silver rays of the full moon he looked surreal. Simon stretched a hand over Kieren's cheek – like he made sure he was still real – caressing it softly. Then he tenderly removed all the hair from his face and forehead. A warm wave crossed Simon's body, hitting his heart and surrounding it with fluttery feelings. He kissed Kieren's forehead – his lips barely grazing the skin – then laid next to him. He closed his heavy eyes and soon sleep washed over him. Everything was so peaceful.

Half asleep he muttered: "I love you." and in response Kieren cuddled in his side – still asleep. Cuddled with the love of his live under the star-lit night sky, he was soon carried away to the land of dreams – filled with hot 'innocent' dreams about blond, dominant, adorable, sassy Kieren.

A/N: *heavily quoting* Endings are hard. It's all supposed to add up to something, to answer some big significant question… but then kinky gay sex arrives and saves the day. Also Simon singing cheesy love songs to his boyfriend gives me so many feels. :3

Soooo this is it, guys. Leave a comment if you feel like? I just hope you enjoyed this story. I sure did love writing it.

- Patry xox