Memories wears out the Mind But Kills the Soul.
"I…love…You…Conner….Kent…" Tim whispered as he tried to catch his breath. The white sheets were ruffled and the two lover's bodies were intertwined.
Once Kon caught his breath he replied, "I love you too, Tim Kent." The night/early dawn was filled with passion and sweat. It wasn't for a sexualize drive but a loving desire. Each moment was more climatic than the moment before. It wasn't the BEST sex they had but it was up there on the list. Conner's hugged Tim's body. His large hand laid on Tim's bruised and bare hip. Both of the couple's hair was messy and disheveled; Tim's fingers pulled Kon's hair back. Superboy moved Tim's ebony bangs from his mesmerizing, electric blue eyes. Although Kon was with little energy (so was Tim) he kissed Tim's soft lips. Tim gave a lazy kiss in return. His whole body was sore and ached. His new bruises (in courtesy of Conner and a mission a couple days ago with the titans) were sensitive and every time he moved his muscle, he would silently wince. Even though it has been almost a year since Tim and Conner were married and together for 5, Tim was still trying to get use to have a half-Kryptonian drilled into his body.
As though as Kon-El read Tim's mind, he broke away from the kiss. "Go to sleep."
Tim smiled, "How could I?"
"I'm sure you are exhausted I mean…." He lowered his volume and said flirtatiously, "You did do a lot of work…." He trailed off.
Tim blushed. "Shut up," he buried his head on the former Teen of Steel's shoulder. Tim loved moments like these-being with Kon. Especially cuddling with him; he was so warm -like a human heater. Tim's eyelids became heavy and his mind slowly drifted into slumber. It didn't take long for Conner to do the same.