Name: Flesh

Rating: t-m

Descriptions: various drabbles in the world of In The Flesh, mostly Simon x Kieren but will touch on other couples.

Part 1: Feeling

Description: When Kieren starts being able to feel again, Simon wastes no time in testing just how much his undead partner can feel.

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It was freezing outside, wind screaming down the long street that ran past the bungalow, but inside, it was warm and full of the most delicious groans and sighs.

Inside, Kieren was laid out on his back on the couch, groaning into Simon's shoulder as they rutted furiously together. He clung to his lover's back, running his nails down Simon's back hard enough that if there had been blood under the skin, there would have been rosy red marks scaling down the pale, hard flesh.

Simon's breath was even, punctuated by grunts and sighs. His brain could remember he loved what Kieren was doing, and so even though he couldn't actually feel anything, his body responded in kind.

It was the same for Kieren, albeit with significantly fewer old memories to rely on than his partner, after all before Kieren had met Simon, the only fooling around the boy had participated in was clumsy fondling in the back of Rick's truck a few times. Kieren liked to think that he could almost feel Simon's cold hands on his back, his ass, all over him sometimes. And those oh so lovely grunts, moans, and hisses Simon made certainly helped Kieren keep the illusion going. Who knew sex with the undead could be so amazing...

Simon buried his face into Kieren's neck, and bit down, hard. Usually it earned him a delicious little gasp but this time, something else happened.

"Ow!" Kieren shoved Simon off of him, holding onto his neck and looking angry and disheveled. "That bloody hurt!" He whined.

Simon looked abashed for a moment, gently rubbing his lover's shoulders.

"I'm so sorry, my love. I didn't mean..." Simon faded off as a sudden look of realization swept over his pale eyes. "Say what you said again." He demanded.

Kieren looked confused. "What? It hurt?" As soon as the words left his mouth, the same realization came over him as well. His lovely face split into a huge smile. "It hurt!" He grabbed Simon by the shoulders and threw him backwards so that Simon was on his back. "You bit me and it hurt!" He smashes their mouths together, kissing furiously. He leaned back away from Simon looking breathless. "Simon I felt that." He said softly. He looked as if he'd be blushing if he could.

"What are you thinking?" Simon asked gently, running his hands down Kieren's arms and shoulders.

"Your lips." Kieren said quietly. "They're soft."

Simon could have melted right then and there. Such a beautiful young man, such an important creature. And Simon had him in his lap, naked, telling him how soft his lips are. He reached up and stroked Kieren's head. His pinprick eyes followed every tiny movement his lover made.

"Can you feel that?" He asked, almost growled.

Kieren nodded. "Sort of. Like I'm wearing a hat."

Simon moved his hand down to Kieren's chest, gently tweaking one of his pale purplish nipples. Kieren's back twitched. "How about that?" The boy nodded. "And do you like it?" Again, Kieren nodded.

Wicked thoughts danced in Simon's head and he smiled wickedly.

"Why-why are you smiling like that?" Kieren looked intensely concerned by the look in his partner's eyes.

Before Kieren could protest, Simon had him flipped onto his back on the ground, hands held firmly above his head, and Simon kneeling in between Kieren's spread thighs.

Kieren would have been blushing if he could. Simon gave him one last wicked look and then dipped his head, tongue slicking the insides of Kieren's belly button. A mewling keen came unbidden to Kieren's lips. Oh he felt that! Like his nerve endings were on fire. His hips bucked in their own accord. Simon laughed and continued to kiss and lick all over his lover's abdomen. Simon paused, hovering over Kieren's stiff purpling cock. The edge of his mouth twitched into a smile again and he sat up suddenly, releasing Kieren's hands.

"What?" Kieren looked so...shaggable. His reddish hair was a mess, pale eyes wild and glassy. Every muscle in his body was tense. His hands were still clasped about his head, as if he wasn't aware that Simon had released him.

"I wonder," Simon mused slowly. He leaned slightly foreword, mouth open slightly. "How much you feel here." As he spoke, he slowly wrapped a hand around Kieren's straining manhood.

"Ah!" Kieren's head went back as he cried out.

"Oh that's interesting." He heard Simon say with a chuckle. Simon pulled again up and down on the younger man, enjoying every little sound and gasp. "Does that feel good, my love?"

"Yes!" Kieren's voice was strangled, half swallowed by another cry.

"I wonder how this feels." Kieren heard Simon murmur and then suddenly there was a slick, cold finger at his entrance. It pushed in with ease and Simon had the distinct pleasure of watching the younger man completely fall apart.

Kieren's mind when suddenly blank. All pleasure and sensation and FEELING. Though there was no ejaculation, Kieren came, and he came hard.

Simon sat back with adoration in his pale eyes as his partner came, thrashing and crying. After a few moments, Kieren's eyes fluttered open, hazily watching Simon smile at him. Simon drew lazy circles though the smattering of hair that spilled down Kieren's chest and stomach. His hand very slowly began tapping downwards back towards Kieren's flagging member.

"What are you doing?" Kieren asked, his words slurred.

"Oh, my beautiful boy," Simon grinned like the devil himself. "I'm going to make you feel everything."

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Well there you have it friends! Be on the lookout for the next one. Also always taking suggestions!