Title: Chasing the Moon

Author: Rebellecherry

Summary: A summer love between a Straight Edge stripper and unstable rookie cop burns out as their two lives move in different directions, but their romance is never really forgotten not even five years later. Memories of that hot summer followed them for years.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything, the whole concept has probably been done, but it wouldn't leave me alone so here it is.

Jon bucked his hips and tried to silence a scream building up in his throat, he'd woken up to find Punk's soft lips ghosting over the tip of his length. He pulled the covers back to find that it was Punk delivering an interesting wake up call. Once he was satisfied with how wet he'd made it.

"Do you know what today is?" Punk pulled off to stroke him.

"Seven weeks since we met," Jon said, "tomorrow will be six weeks since the first time you let me kiss you."

"Correct," Punk returned to his previous position.

Jon moved Punk's hair around so he could see him work.

"How was work?" Jon whimpered.

Punk pulled off again stroking the length with his hand.

"Do you wanna make small talk or come?" Punk asked.

"Both," Jon said, "I'm trying to hold back from doing one of those things right now. I was having a dream about you doing this very same thing."

"Well, lemme make your dreams come true," Punk said sucking him down again as he stroked himself the pace in which Punk tried to get Jon off became more frantic the close he got to his own orgasm the whines and whimpers vibrating his whole body.

Punk pulled off swallowing and then going for a tissue and then some water.

"You're so amazing baby," Jon was smiling at Punk.

"You're amazing yourself," Punk said.

"Come here," Jon said pulling Punk close.

"I love you too," Punk whispered rubbing Jon's bare chest, "I don't want you to think I'm buttering you up because I want something, but I do want something."

"Whatever you want it's yours," Jon said burying his face in Punk's hair.

"Well, tonight there's this thing at the club, it's a little last minute, it's for Seth's birthday," Punk said.

"His birthday is in May," Jon said, "it's nearly July."

"I know but his parents and his sisters just got back and they wanna celebrate with him," Punk said, "it's his unbirthday party it'll have an fair tale theme."

"Like a slutty Wonderland party with him as Alice?"

"No, he's gonna be the Mad Hatter," Punk said.

Jon smirked, "Are you asking me to help set up or do you want me to be your escort to the party?"

"I'm asking for both, I was hoping the wake up Lewinsky would turn the tide in my favor," Punk smirked.

"It did that," Jon said, "wait I'm not gonna have to wear a costume for this am I?"

Punk laughed.

"I love you baby," Jon said, "I'll see you tonight, okay?"

"I love you too…" Punk kissed him and then watched him walk out the door, Joe was parked in the driveway waiting for him.

They pulled out just as Cabana was pulling in, it was well after eleven am, pretty unlikely for Cabana but he'd had the big talk with Trish and since they were both still pretty much suspended from work until they resolved their issues.

The smile on his friend's face said all Punk needed to know.

"Hola, Punkers," Cabana said coming and picking up and twirling Punk around.

"I take it everything went well with Trish?"

"It did, I walked up to her while she was sweeping and I asked her to go to dinner with me," Cabana said, "I told her it was a date. She said she'd go out with me on the condition that I find a new job and train a new bartender because if we were to date it would be conflict of interest."

"Surprised she knows what that means," Punk said, "she's fucked like half the bouncers."

"She's fucked them," Cabana said, "there was no fucking tonight, we just talked. We went to the park and had ice cream and played like children. It was great then I took her home when she saw it was morning I walked her to the door and kissed her."

"Fireworks?"

"Fireworks? It was a nuclear explosion," Cabana said.

"I'm glad you're in a good mood," Punk said, "I need help with my costume. I just finished my nap and I've only got a bit of time before I'm due at the club I just got a text from Seth he's coming over. I'm gonna have to make appetizers and you my friend are helping him with gift bags."

"What no, where's Jonny B. Good?"

Punk laughed, "He's with Joe and Joe's cousins doing the heavy lifting."

"So nap is code for doing the nasty?" Cabana asked.

"We were actually sleeping," Punk said a small smile gracing his features.

"I can't believe that," Cabana said.

"We did last night though," Punk said.

"How was it?"

"Are you sure you wanna hear about that?" Punk asked.

"Lets work on your costume, and you can tell me all about it," Cabana said, "you know I love the gay telanovela your life is."

"I was thinking of going as a fabulous evil queen, I have a lot of leather I'll just need help with the head piece," Punk said, "So you might have a bit of sewing to do, I've got a bunch those little stick on crystals."

Cabana laughed and the two of them headed upstairs, "I'm just going to wear my mechanic clothes and say I'm one of the seven dwarfs."

The hardest part of the costume was the head piece, which Punk cut carefully, artfully shredding the black velvet carefully before passing it to Cabana who was sitting at the sewing machine ready with headband covered in the sliver lace that had been taken from one of the doilies his mother had made to go on the couch as house warming and both Punk and Colt agreed that it would make the place look super gay and they should only bring it out when she came to visit.

Punk tried on the leather pants and the matching jacket with exaggerated peplums at the hip, underneath he wore a tank top and a the black lace vest with the finished headpiece once he'd attached the crystals.

"You look hot Punkers," Cabana said, "makes me feel bad I'm not gay, you're quite the prize. Jon doesn't realize how lucky he is to have you."

"I'm the lucky one Cabana," Punk told him, "I've never felt this way before. And it's not just the sex which is nothing like I've ever felt before."

"You're in love," Cabana said, "I can see it all over you, I'm happy for you. I approve of this one."

Jon went home to change after he'd moved the tables in the club and set up everything to be decorated which he and Joe ended up setting up the decorations under the supervision of Colby's mom who was not at all what they'd expected but meeting him explained a lot of the man's behavior. He hadn't known Colby was adopted but it seemed Colby had been one of the lucky ones, he'd gotten a crazy family but they were the fun kind of crazy.

His mother was African American, she smoked like a freight train and insisted everyone call her mama Jackie. His father was white, cursed like a sailor and started his own beer tab while they put up the decorations. Then the sisters showed up. The twins were taken with them immediately, Jonathan who they simply called J was trying to make conversation with Trinity the chocolate skinned sister who had showed up an hour before the party dressed like the Cheshire Cat. Josh tried his luck with both Victoria and Arianne the youngest. Arianne was not receptive, she kept trying to make a play for Jon who had told her he didn't swing that way but Vicky seemed interested in him. The oldest sister Natalie was pretty cool she helped moved tables and didn't seem to be afraid of getting her hands dirty with the set up.

"We're going to go get dressed," Joe said.

"I'm gonna do the same right after I have a drink, Steve honey would you fix me a drink," Mama Jackie said.

"It's been fix me this do that Steve," the man said, "I need a minute woman."

"Well you ain't got a minute," Mama Jackie said.

"Well, I'm out of here," Jon said.

"I'm with you boy," Joe said, "J am I gonna have to pry you off that girl?"

J and Josh came bounding after them.

"Trinity is so fine did you see that ass?"

"I saw it," Josh said, "it was a little too much for me. You like them ole thick ass girls it gets you in trouble every time."

"Well, you like the crazy ones and she always ends up two seconds away from cutting you or setting your shit on fire," J said.

They went and picked up their costumes, Jon got a call from Punk and decided he was going to swing by Punk's house to change. Joe dropped off the twins and picked up Colby when he dropped off Jon and Punk's place along with all the gift bags and half the food.

The day with Seth was illuminating, Punk opened himself up to Seth and the two toned haired man did the same thing in return. Seth gave Punk his real name, and Punk did the same. Only a handful of people knew his name was Phil. Trish, Adam, Amy, Jon and now Seth or well Colby knew his true name.

The party was in full swing with a hundred or so people dancing talking celebrating while Colby was the preening belle of the ball when Punk stepped into the party on the arm of Prince Charming, Jon who was looking beautifully dapper in his costume. He'd shown up after Punk and Colby had finished making the food for the party. Trish had stopped by to help Cabana and Colby with gift bags they finished quickly and then they left to go get her costume.

Colby's sisters whom he'd met earlier in the day were on the dance floor. All of them were so beautiful, and so different, all of them adopted by a mismatched couple whose only common bond was their infertility and their love for their five children. Steve was a Caucasian bald Texan with bad temper, Jackie was an African American bossy quick witted and loved her children fiercely and insisted everyone call her Mama Jackie.

Natalie, was a short powerfully built blonde she had a kind down to earth way about her that Punk enjoyed. The second oldest Victoria was a tall brash caramel skinned redhead who tried her hand at flirting with him. Trinity was the middle child, the voice of reason, chocolate skinned with a bubbly personality and an ass Punk could have sworn was fake but Colby assured him it was real. Colby was the fourth child he was spoiled rotten just like his younger sister Arianne the caramel skinned blonde princess.

They had a twerk contest, which Natalie and Ziggler lost in astonishing fashion. Punk ended up losing Trinity who had a lot more junk in the trunk than he had. Jon was waiting for him after the contest. Colby came and found them and brought them drinks.

"What in the hell is Ziggler even wearing?" Punk asked.

In true Ziggler fashion Dolph was wearing a mesh witch costume that was completely see thru with a black thong underneath.

"He's wearing Thirst Couture," Colby said, "and I thought I was dressed slutty."

Colby was wearing tight black pants high boots a colorful no shirt high boots and a paisley jacket with a top hat.

"That's actually modest for you," Punk observed.

"I can't be having my ass hanging out my mama and them are here," Jon said in his best Colby voice.

Punk laughed.

"Assholes," Colby said, "all yall is just jealous because I looks damn good in my slutty clothes. And I would have won that twerk off my thigh hadn't cramped up."

With that Colby was stalking away.

Punk and Jon laughed silently. A slow song came on, and Jon pulled him close, all of the couples were on the dance floor. Adam was actually dancing with Arianne and seemingly having a good time, Colby's parents were dancing the twin cousins of Joe were slow dancing with Trinity and Victoria. Natalie was slow dancing with one of Joe's friends from the station.

"So you do dance," Punk said winding himself around Jon as they swayed to the music.

"Not like you do," Jon said, "a slow dance is the best I can pull out of my bag of tricks."

"I didn't think I'd have this much fun today," Punk conceded.

"It has been a great day since I got that special wake up call," Jon said.

The doors opened as Punk was facing the exit and a young blonde stumbled in he recognized him instantly. Her too pale shaking form had him wrenching himself from Jon's arms.

"Celeste?"

"Punk?" she squinted at him just before her eyes rolled back and she collapsed in his arms.

"Get Trish and Adam now," Punk told Jon before he could ask any questions.