When the conman woke up he was pleasantly surprised to find a very naked and very warm Ellis asleep against him. The mechanic was half-lying on him and his arm was curled around his neck, face pressed into the curve of the older man's neck and shoulder.

Nick lifted his left hand slowly and pressed it into the younger man's hair. Ellis didn't wake and so he bravely ran the locks between his fingers, admiring everything about them. God, they were so soft… such a lovely auburn… Ellis was beautiful in every sense of the word.

And who would have thought? Little mechanic…? Little rambling-never-shuts-up-and-always-smiling-hill-billie? He would have never found himself cuddling another man after a night of passion before this Infection. But, damn, times have sure changed. Nick figured it was for the better.

Normally Nick would get up almost immediately after waking. He had never had a reason to lay there—considering he had always been sneaking out of a bed or lying alone. He hardly ever laid in bed once his eyes had opened for the first time, but today he found himself unwilling to give in to his ritual. The conman was thoroughly enjoying the mechanic's warm body and soft hair. He felt rather possessive as he stroked those curls over and over and over, but he realized the motion and the texture under his fingertips was almost therapeutic. He would never stop if he were allowed.

But despite this almost day-dream like stupor he found himself in, his heart was aching… But, not with pain or guilt or shame… But with… admiration? Longing… Maybe even love? Christ, maybe even love. This aching, but strangely satisfying hurt in his chest was a good feeling. A great feeling, really. God damn… he wouldn't have ever thought he would subject himself to this emotion again. This fragile and often intense emotion… Shit… he really had gotten himself transfixed here, hadn't he?

Ellis stirred and shifted forward, nuzzling his face into Nick's neck before his sleepy blue eyes blinked open. He squinted blearily up at the conman before a smile found his lips. "Hiya," he mumbled sleepily.

"Hey," Nick replied quietly, smirking. He twisted the mechanic's hair between his fingers. Ellis squeezed one eye closed from the slight pain, grimacing mockingly, then he inched forward and pressed his lips to the older mans neck. Nick felt his body swelling with delight. "Well, now, good morning to you too," he mumbled gruffly.

Ellis' reply was to shift his leg around the conman's hip and adjust himself on top of the older man. His hands came up to bury themselves into the others hair and he tugged on it (as a little payback, of course). As he did, his kisses on Nick's neck became more of a sucking and biting frenzy. Nick almost wondered if Ellis was even conscious of how aggressive he was being—probably not, but did he mind? Not at all.

The kisses worked from the dip in his shoulder across his throat and to the other side—leaving little marks all the way across the teased skin. And all the while the little mechanic simply jerked and twisted at the other's hair, seemingly not at all interested in quitting any time soon. Once again, Nick had no complaints—especially when the young man started to involve his body—like had just became aware of how he was formally just lying on top the other so placidly... Not anymore though—Ellis' entire form was now committed in pleasuring the man beneath him. His legs caressed his sides, body fervently smothering against his, hands so eagerly touching everything within grasp.

One particular nip at the conman's neck caused him to jerk slightly with surprise and Ellis ceased his playful attack, lips pressed into a pout. "Awww, did tha' hurt?" he cooed. Nick almost answered but the young man had crushed their lips together again.

Ellis' teeth took Nick's lower lip and he bit it gently a few times in between his lavishing kisses before he bit down hard—enough to leave a bruise. Nick hissed out between his teeth before grabbing the mechanic's face between his hands. He used his weight advantage to switch their positions, now having the sulky-eyed man pinned underneath him.

But, god damn, despite the bruises and aching on his abused skin, Nick honestly reveled the thought that he was becoming marked up like a treasure map by the young man. Absolutely loved the thought. But the kid was just having way too much fun doing it.

Nick had the other's wrists pinned down on either side of his head (a position that was becoming popular for them).

Ellis was pouting immensely. "I wasn't done yet," the southerner said.

"No?" Nick questioned mockingly, kissing him. Ellis bit at him again and Nick pulled away before he drew blood. "You, my darling, are full of surprises." Ellis gave him a smirk, licking his teeth lustfully before trying his hardest to muscle his way free of the other man. Nick, however, was enjoying Ellis' body crushed up under him far too much to let him go just yet. He decided to let him struggle for a bit.

"Nnnickkkk," the mechanic whined, thrashing one way and then the other. He huffed loudly before locking his legs around the others hips. The squeezing distracted the other enough to where Ellis was able to free his wrists. He sat up instantly, grabbing the mans face and locking lips passionately. He felt Nick adjusting his knees forward, changing their position only slightly, but the slight movement was enough to release their awkward position. Now Ellis was practically sitting in Nick's lap.

Now, Nick was perfectly content macking at eight-in-the-morning, but Ellis seemed to have gotten a taste of something irresistible because he suddenly pulled away. Nick watched amused as the other clumsily grabbed at the lotion from the night before.

"Hot damn, Ellis, are you sure you're ready for—"

"—yer turn," Ellis said, smirking.

"My turn? What do you mean my turn?" He got his answer when Ellis shoved him onto his back. It became even more obvious when Ellis began to lather himself up. Nick felt a flush burning his face as Ellis' suggestion became very obvious.

At first Nick doubted everything about this current position—it seemed odd that he, the conman with a sharp tongue and massive ego would be able to enjoy the feeling of being dominated so blatantly by another person—but all doubts, every single one of them went out the window the second Ellis found his rhythm.

Nick drew in his breath as much as he could—filling his lungs with a tightness that only seemed to emphasize each wave of passion that passed through his body. God damn that felt good. Never would have thought, never would have tried, never would have crossed his mind had Ellis not so bravely enforced this odd role reverse. He never would have thought he could enjoy it so god damn much.

And Ellis was practically laughing in between each thrust he was smiling so damn much. It was his turn to bask in the glow of his lover's sweet moans and pleased gasps and the southerner was enjoying every second of it. Nick looked fucking beautiful as his body arched and trembled with each blissful wave. Ellis was damn proud that it was him enticing those noises and looks from the older man. Yep, Ellis was damn pleased.

Nick didn't last for much longer under those ardent thrusts and touches and when he finally did give in, he moved forward, pulling Ellis against him, tightly, obsessively clutching him against his shaking body. Ellis held him, listening to those startled and pleased gasps in his ear. Nick hadn't even finished before Ellis found his own body giving in.

Still holding onto each other, Nick let out a surprised chuckle, "Well… that was… that was rather pleasant." He sure sounded surprised. His mouth twitched slightly as he took in the other's flushed expression and he kissed the mechanic gently. Ellis returned the kiss, tenderly this time. "Thank you."

Ellis grinned, "Anytime, Nick. Anytime." Man, this young southerner was just full of surprises.

Nick loved it.

A/N: Nothing really plot-worthy happened in this chapter, sorry guys –cough- I mostly made it this short so I could start editing chapters 1-15 since this website can only hold up to 15 documents at once and I wanted to make sure I can get my editing in. Thought I'd be nice and try and get back onto my one chapter a day updating D:

Well, that's one way to wake up. (The only reason they uh… banged again… is because I didn't know how to move them from waking up to starting the day without wrapping it up with a few sentences… and so… this happened…) Even though they really didn't go anywhere come to think of it… Damn me! (In my defense it just felt odd going from bangin' ta plot-line again)

Also, I don't buy into the whole uke/seme thing anyways. If two men (or women) are going to have a good healthy relationship, typically there's no such thing as an uke or seme. Some just need more convincing than others… but… yeah. My two cents.

I am all for the thought of Ellis being hot and horny all the time. He just seems like someone that once he gets a taste of passion, he'll be unwilling to stop… (I mean, shit, look how obsessive he is with his rants/objects of adoration in his dialogue) Which, I can imagine is going to get tiring to write, but hell, at least it's fun. I just hope it's as fun to read LOL (Although I promise not to burden the plot tooooo much with them going at it.)

I also found it super hilarious after posting two sex scenes, I'm totally unabashed at continuing. Thanks guys XD