Simon's lips ghost over the newly re-established pulse points in Kieren's neck. Ever since Kieren's humanity returned it's like he's found a new drug, better than anything he may have taken in his previous life. The noises Kieren makes as he glides his hands along firm, warm, alive, skin are addicting and he doesn't want to stop. Fortunately, Kieren doesn't want him too.

Simon nearly hadn't believed it when Kieren had called him that morning, telling him that his eyes were once more a deep brown colour and his skin was rosy and healthy. It wasn't that they hadn't been expecting it, not with the increased tremors and Kieren snacking on food without conscious control, but to have it finally happen was another matter entirely. It had taken all his effort not to go to the Walker house to see Kieren, but Kieren rightfully wanted time to show his family and Simon respected that. It still didn't stop him from speeding to the door when the doorbell rang.

Simon had thought Kieren couldn't be any more beautiful; then he caught sight of him in the doorway and was happily proven wrong. It was amazing what a difference a little colour made and since he laid sight on Kieren, he'd wanted to touch. Simon had never thought he could find someone living so attractive but then Kieren liked disproving Simon's ideologies.

"Do I look ok?" Kieren asked and it was then Simon realised he hadn't said anything. He'd just been standing there, admiring.

"You look brilliant," Simon said honestly and when Kieren gave him a pleased smile Simon couldn't keep his hands to himself any longer. He held out his arms and Kieren walked into them willingly, shutting the door behind him, and allowed himself to be drawn into a deep, passionate kiss. Kieren's mouth opened easily for Simon to delve his tongue inside. He tried to use to prove to Kieren how amazing he looked, how much Simon wanted him, and it seemed to work for Kieren gave a content moan. It was then that Simon discovered the drawback to becoming fully alive. Whereas before they could have continued for as long as they liked, basic human functions such as breathing now limited them and so Kieren had to break the kiss to take a long breath. Inconvenient as it was, it was a small price to pay for the increased sensation and to see the difference it made in Kieren's enjoyment.

Kieren dived back into the kiss nearly immediately after and the next time Kieren had to get air, Simon wordlessly pulled Kieren in the direction of the bedroom. Kieren had initially resisted, protesting that 'wouldn't Simon want to wait until he was changed too', but Simon didn't want to wait, couldn't. He promised they wouldn't go too far if Kieren didn't want to and this satisfied his boyfriend. Gently pushing Kieren onto the bed, Simon settled atop him with his hands placed either side of him. For once, he could see the lust in boyfriend's eyes, the black pupils dilated so that he could barely see the brown irises Kieren had been so happy to tell him about. Seeing such obvious desire, it only increased Simon's own need and his lips once again claimed Kieren's in a searing kiss. Kieren moaned and gripped Simon's jumper tighter. Even if it wasn't him with the new nerves, kissing had never felt so good. He slid his hands under Kieren's top and this is where they are now, Simon's mouth leaving Kieren's to dip down to his neck, palms stroking the warm blood filled flesh beneath them.

"Si…," Kieren breathes and Simon can feel the shiver that runs through his body. He continues his ministrations until Kieren gasps as Simon's hand brushes against a perk nipple.

"We should stop," Kieren says, his breathes coming in short, quick bursts. "Everything feels more intense than before I died. I've also never…" He doesn't finish but he doesn't need to. Simon understands. Kieren had told him recently that he'd never done more than kiss Rick with some minor groping. Rick's father had made sure they never got the chance to do more and by the time they'd reached eighteen Rick was enlisted. Even though irrational jealousy had flared at the mention of Kieren's ex, the knowledge that Kieren was inexperienced in many ways made Simon feel privileged that he would get the chance to teach Kieren, show him what true pleasure felt like. Being undead had made that difficult, but they now no longer had that issue, at least in Kieren's case.

"We don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with," Simon promises. "Just tell me when to stop, when you want to, not when you think we ought to," he clarifies. He doesn't want to pressure Kieren but at the same time he doesn't want the young man to feel obligated to say stop just out of some misplaced idea that they should wait for Simon because he won't enjoy it. Simon enjoys this immensely.

"Ok," Kieren eventually says when his breathing is under control. He motions for Simon to continue and Simon smiles, moving his head back down to Kieren's neck. This time he takes his time, leisurely kissing his way upwards, nipping slightly as he goes, giving attention to everything but Kieren's lips. This must frustrate Kieren for he makes an impatient noise and directs Simon back upwards by his hair to crash their lips together. Kieren's other hand traces along his scar, the one place they know has the most sensitivity, and it sends quivers up his spine.

Deciding that the t-shirt has been on too long; Simon tugs at the cotton until Kieren gets the hint and manoeuvres his arms so Simon can remove it. It's not the first time Kieren has been topless but it's the first time Simon's seen it as it should be and much like everything about Kieren does, it makes him want to lavish attention to it. Heroin had nothing on the sight of Kieren before him. His lips leave Kieren's and he slides down so he can move his mouth along the soft ridges of his abs. Under his chest he can feel the bulge in Kieren's trousers press against him lightly but he doesn't do anything about it. A lack of blood flow means a lack of erections, so this is something they haven't had to deal with till now and so it is uncharted territory for them. Instead, he's perfectly happy to lick a path up Kieren's chest, occasionally choosing a place to suck, relishing in the moans it elicits. Simon has never really had a relationship like this and so has never really spent time getting to know his partner's body. Back when he was taking drugs it was all about sex, drug hazed one-night stands that he was lucky to remember in the morning. He likes this much better.

Kieren ends up getting him to remove his jumper and they both remove their trousers. The exposure to more flesh on flesh contact sends sparks of pleasure in the places where Simon's sensitivity is starting to increase. He wraps his lips around a nipple and swirls his tongue. Kieren groans, kneading Simon's shoulders, and it gives him confidence to do the same to the other and for one of his hands to experimentally move lower, exploring until it reaches Kieren's hip. He strokes it and makes each downward stroke go a little bit lower until a few of his fingers slide under the waistband of Kieren's boxers. Eventually he gets a finger to reach Kieren's erection and he runs his finger softly along it. Kieren gasps above him and just before Simon can grip it firmly he gives a whispered stop. Simon is off him in an instant and Kieren leans up on his elbows, a dazed look on his face.

"Enough?" Simon asks and Kieren nods.

"I know it's weird but I want to wait for you until I…you know. I know you said you don't care, but I do. Trust me, I really want to carry on but…"

Though he really would have liked to continue, Simon respects Kieren's wishes and fully gets off of Kieren, lying beside him instead. He really hopes he becomes fully alive again soon.

"That's fine, you might want to take a cold shower." He inclines his head towards the rather large tent in Kieren's boxers with a faint smirk. Kieren blushes and gives him a light smack before doing as Simon suggested and taking a shower. Simon tries not to listen, he truly does, but it's rather hard to ignore the groans coming from inside the bathroom and the cry of his name. When Kieren comes back he tries to pretend he hadn't heard but he must not succeed for Kieren blushes again and the rosy colour of his cheeks fascinate Simon.

Though it's only early afternoon, Kieren gets back into bed with Simon and yawns.

"I know it's still daytime," Kieren mumbles. "But I'm pretty tired. Looks like coming back to life takes a bit of energy."

"Sleep then," Simon says, not bothered that he probably won't be able to fall asleep. He's perfectly content where he is, Kieren's warm body encased in his arms. Unlike he previous time's they've fallen asleep together, Kieren no longer smells like the earth they rose from but now like Simon's body wash.

Kieren falls asleep quickly and Simon must have been more tired than he thought for he falls asleep too and he wakes to find Kieren cooking in his kitchen. The smell of bacon is a welcome one and without realising it he's picking up a slice and munching on it. It's only at Kieren's surprised stare that he comprehends what he's done. Kieren smiles.

"Looks like we won't have to wait long after all," he says happily and the sultry grin Simon gives him makes Kieren swallow.

"Can't wait."