:: This chapter contains sexual content::

Bram - Sunset

It was difficult adjusting to life as a vampire. At first it was so hard to think with all the different thoughts. I basically exited reality. Time didn't have much meaning, and I found myself contemplating life as a vampire, my limits, the new gifts, the heightened senses, and many other things for hours at a time. I didn't realize how much time was passing. I could stand as still as a statue, never tire, and stare out the window for hours. The thoughts continued without breaking.

Unfortunately, I didn't understand the toll it was taking on Simon, because he had been waiting to reconnect with me. While I was sorting my thoughts and getting lost in my head, he had begun to feel as though I didn't want to be with him; the most preposterous thing ever. What I perceived to be a few days was much longer. When I asked Simon to come see me that day after Jasper jerked me back to reality, I was so upset when I saw how down and miserable he was. He was even worried we were going to break up due to my coldness. The only thing that broke was my heart. I couldn't imagine my life without Simon. I craved his touch so badly during that time, but I just wanted to feel more sane before I reunited with him.

Looking back, it almost felt like a betrayal of some sort, and I was eager to make it up to Simon. My poor baby was waiting for me after being there for me when I was burning. And he felt so much guilt over my transformation. He didn't deserve that kind of behavior. After we reunited and made love as vampires for the first time, we really couldn't stop in the following days. It was the most exciting expression of our love we had ever had. His body was beautiful, and I never seemed to get enough of touching him or being close to him. It was like I was finally alive for the first time in my life, even though it had technically ended. My love for Simon was staggering, and the thought that we never had to part ways and could be this close forever was so overwhelmingly lovely. I felt like I didn't deserve this existence. Yes, there were tough times. Staying inside, being limited, not being able to go to school for the time being, and being cut off from my father and mother were terrible burdens. But there were so many benefits as well.

My senses were unparalleled, and we had so much fun running through the forests of Washington. I found that I preferred that my mind was protected from the mind readers, because I didn't want Simon to know every single thought. It felt like it made us more like equals. Sometimes he wanted to know what I was thinking, but if he asked me, I usually told him. He also appreciated that we were on more even footing.

It was hard to get through the day looking into his eyes, feeling his touch on my arm, without wanting desperately to go back to our room. Emmett told me that him and Rosalie struggled with this issue for many years before they were able to organize their thoughts on physical love. I didn't think it would take us that long, but I knew what I wanted to do almost every night, just to balance my staggering need for him. I knew he felt the same, and I also knew that if we were going to spend the rest of our lives together, that I wanted to do it properly.

I wanted Simon to be my husband. I knew I wanted to propose to him in the near future, so I reached out to my new mother Esme, who had helped me in those early weeks when Simon and I were living apart. She was delighted to help me. We talked in secret whenever Simon wanted to go out with Edward to hunt and share telepathic thoughts. She said she would order some rings for me, and I could select what I liked the most for Simon. I tried to brainstorm romantic ideas, and we came up with setting up twinkle lights in the forest by the river. I thought about our friends, and how close Simon was to Leah, and I knew that if there was a wedding, Simon would want Leah as his maid of honor. I knew Leah well, and I truly believed she could handle the truth about us or at least the truth she could understand. Perhaps we needed to make a trip to Georgia to try to reach her, so she could come out for the wedding. I didn't feel like Garrett would be as understanding. He had no nonsense thoughts and didn't believe in the supernatural. So bearing this in mind, I thought about my new family and how I would prefer Jake to be my best man, and I was hoping that Carlisle could be the one to perform the wedding. Edward, Jasper, and and Emmett would obviously be the other groomsmen. And perhaps we could work in our closest friend Ness on top of all of that as well.

The wedding would be beautiful at sunset, behind the house near the river under a canopy of flowers and lights. I knew that Esme was an expert at design, and would absolutely help us plan any wedding. Of course I knew my new sister Alice would as well. I would want a thinner band to be exchanged at the actual ceremony and maybe we can have them welded together. I knew from my time with Simon, that he did not prefer the color gold, so I was going to go for some form of silver, platinum, or white gold. Esme was able to get the rings in a week, and I ended up falling for a silver tone ring that was simplsomehowe with clusters of small diamonds that looked very tasteful. It reminded me of Simon . I started carrying it in my back pocket ready for any moment that was truly romantic. But I planned by the end of the week for my proposal.

I began to feel nervous by the end of the week, and met with Esme to discuss clothes I could wear. We set up the twinkle lights one night to prepare, if I managed to get Simon in the right place at the right time. I set it up by a meeting place we had that had beautiful spruces, that we liked to start hunting from. Esme picked a silvery top for me that hung on my frame quite well with rolled-up sleeves add a faded tan pair of pants that really worked well with me. I picked black tasteful shoes that had a dull shine to them, and that night I dressed meticulously, asking Simon if I could meet him at the trees before he could see me. He asked me why he wasn't going to come right away, and I said that I wanted to catch Jake for a couple minutes to ask him a couple things. He left me to go because he knew that I liked to check in with Jake since his extreme trauma in Volterra, of which I couldn't even imagine living with. When he was gone I finished dressing and checked the ring. I followed him with a tight pit in my stomach.

When I reach the lights, I stayed far back and managed to connect them to the battery that we had prepared and they lit up. Simon wasn't there. I found this odd, until I found a black envelope nestled against the tree. I opened it and it was a letter from Jacques to Blue, asking if he didn't mind following a trail he left for me. I picked it up by the trees and followed it. It was Simon's smell combined with a scent of flowers I was puzzled by. It led me to a clearing in the woods that we had stopped at several times to hunt. In the back there was a strange set up, and I moved toward it following his scent easily. I paused and was surprised to find a Tilt-A-Whirl in the woods, completely out of place, and seeming like it was plucked right from a carnival. I looked around when I heard a noise and from behind the Tilt-A-Whirl, Simon stepped out, and I couldn't believe what I was seeing. He was wearing a dark grey tailored suit, and it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen on him other than no clothes at all. The skinny black tie was perfect, paired with the black Converse. His frame and shoulders were so pronounced. The fit was perfect. It was almost hard to look at him, he was so beautiful. His hair was perfectly styled, the beautiful blonde curls slicked to the side. His golden eyes glowed in the soft light. They were incredibly loving and also excited. It was such a quiet beauty, radiating from him. A calm and loving energy I was completely drawn to. I froze and was completely thrown off by this situation. He approached me at human pace.

His buttery gold eyes were overwhelming as he extended a red flower to me. I barely registered that I took it.

"Bram...Abraham... blue, I've been planning this for a while. I wanted to be home in our forest before I did this and I want you to know that I love you more than my own life," he said in a soft loving voice. I stared, speechless, as he paused for a moment and then sank to his knee, a completely recognizable proposal, and I couldn't believe how we both managed plan one on the same day. We really were soulmates.

"Abraham Louis Greenfield, will you marry me?" he asked me and took a ring from his pocket and extended it to me. His eyes were pinched like they did when they used to have tears. I felt mine do the same thing. Instead of answering him I lowered myself to my own knee and he stared at me. In that moment, a beautiful sunset cut through the trees and it made his golden hair shine.

"Simon Irvin Spier," I said and I extracted my ring, and he stared at me aghast.

"This is what I planned for you tonight, as well," I said and held it out to him.

"Will you marry me?" I said in trembling voice. He smiled a brilliant smile, and leaned forward to kiss me. I lost myself in his lips. We parted, and I slipped my hand up to hold his face. Then we said yes at the same time, and we put the rings on each other, although it was more like a dream. I leaned my forehead on his, breathing in his sweet scent.

"I honestly can't believe it," he breathed. "Who helped you?" he asked and laughed.

"Esme," I said and kissed his forehead.

"Alice was helping me," he laughed again. "Do you think they knew?" He asked. Oh yeah, I thought.

"I can't believe you got me aTilt-A-Whirl! I don't know how you got it here, but it's amazing! Do we get to keep it?" I asked and he nodded. "Do you mind if we don't ride it for a moment? I want to show you something," I said then stood. I took his hand and led him back to my own proposal spot. He took in the twinkle lights and smiled.

"Was this your proposal plan?" he asked and I nodded touching his hair. "It's beautiful Bram," he said, and then we hugged.

"I love you," we whispered at the same time.

"So you're my fiance?" I said and he chuckled.

"And you're mine," he said.

"I've been thinking," I said and Simon looked at me curiously. "I've been thinking that we might want to reach out to Leah." Simon looked stunned.

"I wanted to ask you about the same thing. I don't think Garrett will believe us, but I think Leah would make our wedding so much better. Do you mind if we get married in the backyard near the river?" he asked.

"At sunset?" I asked, and I knew if my heart still beat, it would stutter. "Please," I said and then ran my fingers down his perfect chest. "I can't believe how good you look in this, I couldn't even begin," I said. He smiled and ran his hands down my front as well.

"You look absolutely beautiful," he said and kissed my jaw. I felt an electric current spread from the spot and a warm from where his hands were touching my chest, even though we both were cold, we were warm to each other. I felt like he touched all the way down to my bones, and I felt desire overwhelm me. His hands were suddenly in my hair.

"Oh my God, Simon..." I moaned. He started kissing my neck in a serious way.

"Bram, I can't manage not having you right now," he breathed and I felt a warm giddy feeling. He stroked my shoulders and I stroked his chest again. I reached up for his tie, and I loosened it, feeling how sexy this was, and pulled it over his head. Then I started undoing his buttons, and he shivered completely turned on by the motion. He did mine as well. His suit felt so good on his shoulders, but I slipped it off him as well, then cradled his face, and kissed his ear and jaw and neck. He pulled me toward him, but then cradled my back and stomach and lowered me down to the ground. I went willingly with him and he kissed my chest I lifted my hands through his perfect soft hair. He was so beautiful. I didn't even know what to do. He reached my pants and started to undo them kissed my navel and I wanted him so badly more than any other time ever.

"Oh Simon please," I moaned and I felt him smile right on my skin.

"I'm going to make you come," he muttered and then pulled my pants off. He stroked my legs gently with his thumbs that way that he knew I liked. I pushed into his hands and he tilted my pelvis up and breathed on me. I almost couldn't stand it. He kissed me on my lower parts, nuzzling my erection with his nose. I moaned and then he gently slid me into his mouth, so warm and wet. I gasped his name. He stroked me with his hand, as he moved his mouth on me and gave me an orgasm, explosive and desperate. I pulled him back up to my lips when I recovered, and proceeded to undress him sitting him up in my lap. I leaned back and took his pants off easily. I arched him to me and kissed his pelvis.

"I want to make you come just as hard," I said did the same things, gently taking him into my mouth parting his legs on my lap, hooking under them with my hands. I pulled him gently in and out of my mouth. His moans were delicate and painful almost.

"Please," he begged me. "Please don't stop," and I stroked is lower parts as I caressed him gently with my lips. Then I stopped though and quickly pulled him around to connect with me and he wasn't exactly expecting it. He cried out in pleasure. He held on and had sex with me reaching around to stroke me as well until we both orgasmed as the same time. This session was very gentle and loving, unlike other more desperate lustful times. We continued on into the night under the twinkle lights. This was love making to the absolute fullest.

When the sun began to rise I was curled up around him, stroking his abdomen gently and breathing in his sweet hair. His head was on my shoulder.

"I've never had better sex than that," he sighed in content.

"Nor have I," I answered and reached lower in my stroking. He shivered and moaned.

"I want to always be with you. Doing this forever. Bram, can I tell you something?" He asked quietly. I turned us so we could make eye contact.

"Of course baby," I said, kissing him gently.

"I'm sorry I was so hard on you about changing. This was the best idea ever. We're both so happy. We can have incredible sex forever. We never have to be apart. I was wrong," he whispered.

I frowned. "No Simon, don't say that. You were upset because you loved me. You didn't want to end my life. I could never be upset with you over that. I'm glad we're together too. But I admit I would have done the same if the roles were reversed," I said and kissed him again, because his eyes were pinching up. "I love you. It's okay," I breathed.

He relaxed down on me again. "I wish we could sleep; dream," he said. It was true. I missed this a lot.

"We can zone out. Maybe later," I said and gently sat him up. "We should go home, share the news, I said stroking his chest.

"One more time please," he moaned stroking me back. I pulled his lips to mine, never to refuse that kind of request. A few orgasms later we dressed, only Simon wore just the white shirt and pants, leaving the rest of the suit off. He took out his phone. "Can we send them a photo of us wearing these?" He says holding up his hand.

"Yeah, good idea," I said. I put an arm around him. He rested his hand on my chest and looked back over his shoulder, the ring visible. My hand on his shoulder showed off my ring. It glinted in the morning sun. Simon took the picture and said it was perfect. He texted it to all of us and I got it. Beautiful. We both were. I wanted this framed for our room. We radiated the happiness of being newly engaged.

Our phones blew up in delight. Ness urged us to come home. I was pleased at the idea of telling her, but it could wait. I wasn't quite ready to go home.