A/N: I'm a terrible person, aren't I? Don't answer that...I'm sorry for keeping you guys waiting for how long? About a year? Oh yeah; I'm a terrible person, but it's better late than never, right? (silence)...
Just to explain something; a bit of a spoiler for my story, too (well not really) :
I'm going to do brief scenes into the life of Gwen and Duncan until we get into the actual climax. Just think of these as flashbacks right now. c:

Unfamiliar song beats serenade her ears while she sipped an alcohol-poisoned drink. Clothes that felt like plastic brushed uncomfortably against her alabaster skin as she desperately searched for a familiar face with blurred vision, her hands tensing on the smooth red plastic cup as she found none.

Her signature blue lipstick marks it as she takes a final sip before setting it on a wooden table next to the couch in a house she didn't know, the drink leaving drops of moisture forming a ring around it as she continued, stumbling quite a few times along the way across the confusing close-packed bodies. A pair of arms wrap around her waist and she instantly notices the strong build clinging tight to her waist.

"Babe, I've been been looking for you," he shouts to be heard over the fast beats of the techno music, with alcohol tightly holding onto the scent of his breath.

"A-Are you okay?" She stutters, her alcohol-poisoned breath mingling his own infected breath as his pierced face begins to move closer to hers.

"Of course! I've never been better! Why wouldn't I be, babe?" He slurs his words so it comes out as an incoherent jumble that is lost to her ears.

"Here, come with me; you need to calm down," she says firmly as her naturally forceful nature takes control and her tiny build manages to clear away even the most solid of figures, with hands touching in uncomfortable places as she pushes herself and him through the insane crowd.

The cops are gonna be called soon, she thinks with dread and hurriedly pushes him out of the open door before running with him stumbling behind her, his piercings glowing in the light of the waning moon. He drags her down, and they both end up falling down halfway to her house in the woods.

"Duncan!" She laughs as he begins to assault her neck with wet, open-mouthed kisses.

"Come on, baby. Let's just stay here for a little while. I can't run anymore...I'm too tired," he complains as he pulls away from her and looks at her with unfocused eyes.

The dark grass makes her back itch and the dew soaks through her shirt, but he's still looking at her with his pleading beryl eyes and she just can't say no to him as she looks up to see his face framed by the trees and the constellation-infested sky.

"I guess, but just for a couple hours; I have to be home by sunlight before my family wakes up. You know that if my little brother catches me again, he'll blackmail me again," her voice is unsteady and wavers, but he's satisfied with the little answer and reassurance she gives.

"Thanks babe, you're the best," he garbles before gives her a light kiss on her lips. Her lipstick (what's left of it) wears off on his lips, and they're both stuck with a mixture of peach and cerulean lips, but he doesn't seem to notice and tries to kiss her even more.

"No problem, just remember to get up in a couple hours," her voice sounds a bit more compliant and she tries to push him away, with no success, so she begins to kiss him.

He holds her to him as she pecks his lips, and he maneuvers them in so that she's on top, so the plants don't dig into her back, but while they're rolling over, they bump into a tree. She giggles as, in his drunken haze, he hits the tree, but he misses terribly, hitting about a foot away from it. He spins around as soon as he hears her giggle and tackles her gently into the ground.

He begins to attack her neck with kisses and successfully moves them to the point where she's on top. Her giggle turns into a moan and he smirks into her neck before attacking her with wet kisses again, his breath making the skin get goosebumps. He goes up and kisses her, their alcohol breath together before he breaks and starts kissing her neck before going lower. Her hands run through his green mohawk, ruining the style, but he doesn't care as long as her moans continue.

Her moans turn into cries for a need for more and a need for him to be closer than she's ever let anyone before.

He grants her needs.

They fall over the edge together.

Both are content as they lay in each other's arms with their clothes halfheartedly on, and watch the sunrise and the dark grass turns green before their very eyes. Their eyes slowly close as the sun is halfway up and their breaths become synchronized while animals wake up around them.

She wakes up and smiles at him before realizing the time.

"DUNCAN!" Her voice echoes and the birds around them scatter in fear of her wrath. She's definitely grounded.

"Good morning, sweetheart," he smirks at her as she drags him through the trees, making sure one hits him once in a while, while muttering expletives beneath her breath almost the whole time.

The yelling didn't help her headache, either.

A/N: Review...even though I don't deserve it? It would make my day. Please? c: