OKAY! Firstly I am soooo sorry! I've ben really depressed and suicidal and having an identity crisis and AHHG! SO! HERE IT IS! SECOND LAST CHAPTER! And just reading this its ew. I have totally new views on characters and as much as I lovethis story I hate it. BUT! I WILL FINISH IT FOR YOU! SO READ! FEAST YOUR EYES!

Chapter 10:

The sweet smell of candle buds met Simons nose as Roger effortlessly navigated through the thick foliage. One would have thought the strong scent would irritate his headache further, but the smell was soothing to him. Roger also deeply inhaled the sweet smell. Once they were near the stream Roger sort of maneuvered Simon so he was sitting in his lap with his feet in the cool water. Roger kissed Simons cheek and asked if he needed anything. Simon shook his head wincing at the pain it caused. Roger laid him down and kissed his temple. He sat next to him, using a large leaf to bring small amounts of water to Simons forehead and to his lips. Once Simons headache seemed to calm a bit Roger kissed Simons lips, slowly. He put his hand in the stream and began tracing their names on his chest with his fingers leaving cold trails. Simon sighed and gave in to the touch. Roger continued replenishing the moistness of his hand and tracing Simon's chest. Simon giggled as Rogers hand trailed too far down on the G in Roger. Simon was very ticklish and hated being tickled almost as much as he hated being called batty. Roger pulled back and moved instead to his collar bone finishing off by tracing an E-R. He moved to his shoulders and started to write an S. "Simon?"

"Hmm?"

"What are we going to do?"

"I don't know. The boys looked pretty scared of you on the beach."

"I guess, but if we keep this up they'll see I'm soft."

"Okay, first off you are anything but soft, you are one of the toughest people I know, if not the most. And secondly, you know how to crack a couple of skulls together if you need to."

Roger looked shocked at Simon's suggestion to violence. Simon was finally fed up with the boys constant teasing and their need to hide. Roger gently pulled Simon up to sit and face away from him. Roger put his hand in the stream once again, then the other and started rubbing Simons back. Simon allowed his head to drop and he sighed at the feeling of Roger's amazing touch. "Are we still living in the rock?"

"I don't think there's any point now."

"Ok."

"But if we're going to y'know..."

Simon cut in with a sly grin, enjoying taking advantage of Rogers awkwardness "Make love?"

Roger nervously laughed and blushed,

"Yeah, if we're going to do that, if prefer we go up to the mountain or here. Jack and Ralph are fine with waking us all up, but I for one, am not."

Simon laughed melting into Roger's cold touch. "Yeah, hmmmmm..."

"What?"

"Nothing it just feels good."

"Oh...I love you baby bird...so much."

"I love you too...Sometimes I feel like you're the only thing that keeps me sane."

"You're batty."

Simon would have been offended had it not been Roger, he was obviously kidding and Simon giggled. "Round the bend"

"Nutty"

"Crackers"

They both laughed and Simon sloped back to Roger his head resting on Rogers thigh. He looked up to the darker boy and smiled. Roger leaned down and kissed him, effectively hurting his back but nonetheless enjoying the feeling of Simon's small soft lips against his. Simon tasted sweet, or maybe it was just Roger. He pulled back and both he and Simon stood. Roger said with lustful eyes and a wide smile. "Hey, I never got you back..."

Simon giggled as he was backed up against a tree and felt Rogers lips capture his. Rogers hands taking Simons wrists and pinning them above his head. Slowly kissing him, pressing their chests together. Roger released Simons wrists and opted to run his fingers through his hair. Simon had wrapped his arms around his back so he was holding onto the back of his shoulders. Roger winced when he pulled one hand away and scraped the arm with scabs on it against the tree. He brushed it off however, they were nearly gone as the cuts had been cleanly done. He took Simons chin in his hand and looked into his bright green eyes. Simon smiled, "What?"

"Am I not allowed to look at you?"

"No, just curious."

"Your eyes are beautiful."

"So are yours"

"Nah, they're just grey."

"There's blue there too."

"Oh really?"

"Mhm"

Simon grinned as he stood on his toes and still had to hop a bit to kiss Roger's cheek. Roger picked Simon up in a way that forced him to wrap his legs around his waist. Roger backed away from the tree and moved to a particularly lush patch of grass. He kissed Simons neck rather loudly before placing him down and sitting next to him. Simon immediately crawled over and clung to him. The sun had started setting when Roger took Simon to see Robert, now stars were twinkling in the sky, barely visible through the canopy of leaves. Simon rested his head on Rogers shoulder. "Can you see them?"

"Yeah."

"They're so pretty."

"They're nothing compared to you."

"That's a strange adjective to use."

"I dunno...can you think of a better one?"

"Not right now."

Roger smiled and rested his head on Simon's. "Were you ever afraid of me?"

"A little at first, but it's like that with everyone. Then your voice... I fell in love with that, then your self assurance, your quiet nature, your intelligence, then your face, but I don't think that matters. Don't get me wrong, you're attractive, I mean...really attractive, sort of...mysterious" Simon used a sort of swirling gesture with his wrist when he said mysterious.

Roger was more than satisfied with that answer. He rested his lips on Simon's head inhaling the scent of his hair. Dislike the fact it had probably been over a year since they had a proper shower, the smell was intoxicating to Roger. He moved down to kiss his forehead, his nose and eventually his lips, just as tantalizing as always. Simon kissed back, smiling, snaking his arms around Roger's neck, simultaneously Roger's arms navigated behind his waist pulling him closer. Simon let out a small moan when Roger bit down softly on his lower lip. Roger grinned and Simon blushed, Simon pulled back and tried to hide in the crook of Rogers neck, moving his arms to clutch one of his arms. Roger kept his arms around Simon, he moved them up to his shoulder blades and applied light pressure, feeling tension in his muscles loosen. Simon sunk deeper against Roger and despite his best efforts, soon fell asleep. Roger smiled feeling his deep warm breaths against his bare chest. Simon still clung to his arm and whined when Roger prayed his arms off and rested his head instead against his stomach. Simon went back to clinging on Roger choosing instead to wrap his arms as far around his torso as possible. Roger allowed himself to nod off holding Simon tightly to him. Simon was the only thing that could allow him to sleep at the moment.

Pleasant dreams filled both their minds, Roger's being a memory of the first night on castle rock. Simons something similar but of doing it again, in their special place.

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