Wow, it's been a really long while, and I'm sorry – been so preoccupied with half-yearly exams, work experience and other events that I just couldn't find the time to write this :P So I do recommend reading the previous chapter before reading this one, just to get back into stride with it.

Now, for those who might be wondering, YES I will be describing the sex scene like I planned all along (it was also requested, which I'm grateful for because I was tossing up whether or not to put it in :). And YES, it is in this chapter :P

Major credit goes to SawyerSeville19 for basically writing out the whole sex scene – I can't thank her enough XD

I guess I don't need to say anymore, since those who reviewed for me were full of anticipation;

Enjoy!

By now they were upstairs.

For caution, Simon closed their bedroom door and locked it. He had an anticipated smile on his lips, especially when he looked at Alvin and saw how nervous his older brother was. It said to him that Alvin was putting heart and mind into what they were about to do.

'S-so...' Alvin bit his lip, not exactly sure how something like this should be initiated. Simon chuckled at Alvin and made his way over to him. He held Alvin at the waist and captured his lips, caressing them into a rhythm.

With soft force, Simon backed Alvin to his red-clad bed. Before Alvin touched it, he pushed Simon away lightly.

'Simon...' he whispered, the longing in his voice was not helping him be serious.

'Yes, Alvin..?' Simon mused, brushing his lips over Alvin's suggestively. Alvin smiled at the light ticklish feel.

'Simon, I need to... to tell you...' he made himself serious, 'I don't know i-if I can... if I can do this...'

Simon pulled away. 'Being my mate?' He asked, immediately worried. Alvin shook his head.

'No, Simon, I want to be your mate – more than anything – I just... d-don't know if... if I have it in me... to...' he faltered, but Simon wouldn't let him stop there, and gave him an inquiring look. 'I don't know if I... I'm scared that I'm no good at... mating, I guess.' Alvin admitted shamefully, biting his lip and swaying where he stood, not looking at Simon.

Simon brought their embrace back to its closeness. 'There's always a problem, with you.' He remarked. Alvin looked up, an accusing look flashing in his eyes.

'Hey –' He protested, but Simon cut him off with a light kiss.

'I'm only teasing...' Simon chuckled as he pulled back. Alvin rolled his eyes.

'Well, I'm being serious.' He retorted. 'It's been bugging me for a while, now, and I really would like it if you didn't laugh at me.'

Simon rested his forehead on Alvin's. 'I'm sorry, Alvin, but you have to understand that there's always some roadblock with you.' He smiled kindly at Alvin's pout. 'I'm not saying you're doing it on purpose...'

Alvin sighed. 'I know, I'm sorry, but...' he finally looked Simon in the eye. 'What we're about to do will be the most special moment in our lives, right? Well, I just don't want to screw it up.' He explained. 'I'm sure if I told you that you had to do it, then you'd have the same worries, somewhere.'

Simon nodded. 'I still do, Alvin.' He insisted, tilting Alvin's head up with a finger to his chin. 'But I think that's what's great.' He smiled. 'We get to stuff it up together.'

Alvin let himself smile. Simon was right, on so many levels. He should stop worrying about everything, it shouldn't be something over-thought; and it was both of their first times, so surely everything would be fine, according to their levels of experience.

'Okay, so I'm a bit dramatic.' Alvin gave in. Simon chuckled and Alvin continued. 'You must get so tired of my problems.' He said in exasperation.

Simon shook his head. 'I think I'm just learning.' He insisted. 'Your worries, your questions and concerns – you never used to tell me them, so now it's new. And different. If that's all there is to loving you, then I don't mind. We'll get used to each other on the way.' He smiled and nuzzled Alvin's nose with his own.

Alvin giggled a bit and the sound amused Simon, who kissed him a moment later.

'S-so are you sure you want this?' Alvin asked softly.

Simon pondered this question for a moment. His eyes travelled to the red rose still on his bedside table and his decision was final. Meanwhile, Alvin was patient. His perfect blue eyes focused on reading Simon's emotions; and if he wasn't ready, then Alvin would wait.

Simon then smiled a little. 'I am sure, Alvin... I'm ready, but don't...' he looked down for a moment, 'let's not rush this.' He finished.

Alvin nodded. 'It's both our first times... I don't want to rush it.' He agreed.

Simon's smile turned into a more confident one and he cascaded his lips onto Alvin's. Alvin melted as usual and held Simon just the same, mimicking the perfect movement of their lips and moaning slightly.

They parted, breathing slightly heavier in what must have been anticipation at the thought of what would be occurring shortly, and Simon cupped Alvin's cheek as they searched each other's eyes, softly blushing.

His grey eyes expressing words unspoken, Simon removed the hand at Alvin's cheek and placed both hands on his brother's shoulders, moving one across Alvin's chest slowly. A shy, excited smile fluttered across Alvin's lips and he shivered in anticipation when Simon's hands slid artfully down his sides and reached the bottom of his shirt. The younger brother tugged slightly and gave Alvin a small kiss.

'Let's get these clothes off, huh?' He suggested, tapping into his dominant character.

Alvin just nodded, watching as Simon lifted off his blue t-shirt and discarded it on the floor. He took a moment to admire his younger brother's body before removing his own, red t-shirt, careful to steady his cap afterwards.

Simon smirked amusedly as he watched Alvin begin to unbutton his jeans, then intervened; stepping forward and putting his hand on his brother's chest to stop him and gain his attention.

'Let me help with that,' he let his smile turn seductive and he dropped his hands and pulled the button free with ease, watching Alvin's eyes close for a moment before they opened and Simon could see a longing spark in them. The younger boy smiled at how he was making Alvin feel. He shifted the zipper down and smirked at Alvin, who was biting back a moan. 'You want to take off your shoes for me?' He indicated Alvin's usual blue and white shoes.

'O-oh,' Alvin bent over, feeling half exposed already due to the looseness of his jeans.

Simon kicked off his shoes easily and lifted off the socks while balancing on one leg and steadying himself on Alvin's bedpost. He waited with an amused smile while Alvin fumbled with his laces on the final shoe: obviously nervous.

As soon as the eldest stood, Simon guided Alvin to fall on the bed lightly.

Alvin shuffled and pushed his jeans off, discarding the clothing with no care.

'Y-your turn..?' The eldest suggested softly and unsurely, as though Simon might not want to be asked that. But Simon simply smiled.

'Alvin, we just spoke about this.' He chided playfully. 'You need to at least try and be the leading man, here.' Simon smirked at Alvin's crimson blush.

The eldest sat up, took Simon's lips for himself, parted and whispered; 'Your turn...' seductively and confidently, his lips still a centimetre from Simon's. He weaved his younger brother's own jeans' button through the hole and he smoothly drove the zipper down. Simon smiled a little half-satisfied smile. He shuffled their position so Alvin would be on top of him.

Alvin maintained eye contact as he wedged Simon's jeans down and off. He bit his lip and kissed Simon tenderly.

'See? You're doing well, Alvin.' The bespectacled brother praised. Alvin chuckled.

'I love you.' He stated. Simon tilted his head and caught Alvin's lips quickly.

'I love you, too.'

'I would hope so.'

Their nervous laughter rang in unison for a moment before they closed their lips together once more.

Simon backed up and lay on his back against Alvin's pillows, folding his arms over his stomach. He smirked as Alvin cautiously crawled on top of him and nervously smiled. Simon cupped his cheek, looking on with a smile at Alvin's perfect blue eyes.

'I really do love you, Alvin.' He promised with every bit of honesty.

Alvin nodded. 'I know.' He smiled. 'And I think I've expressed that I return the feeling, many times.'

Simon dropped his hand. He chuckled a little and looked over at the rose again. It spoke for Alvin in its own way and assured Simon of any nagging doubts.

'S-so, last bit of clothing...' Alvin announced nervously.

Simon smiled and nodded. 'Ready to undress me for once?' He mused. Alvin blushed, nodded and trailed his hands down to Simon's boxers. Simon shivered at the slight cold feeling the hands left in their path. With unsteady hands, Alvin slid his thumbs underneath the boxers' elastic, and with a deep breath held onto, he pushed them down quickly, not looking directly, but keeping a steady gaze on Simon's unique, captivating, gorgeous grey eyes.

He had to smile: that nerd he grew up with; that brother who annoyed him so; a brotherly relationship that looked nearer to hate in their love-hate association – Simon, right now, was even more perfect for all they'd been through. And this moment – the moment – would seal more perfect years to come.

So with this smile, he kissed Simon deeply, trailing his tongue across his lips and letting out a contented sigh as he pulled back.

Simon returned the smile and pulled Alvin's last item of clothing down just the same, also locking their gaze. And when he couldn't go any further, Alvin shifted to get both pieces of clothing off completely, and out of the way.

Simon put his finger to Alvin's chin and pulled him into a kiss.

Alvin made sure it would last. Every time Simon showed weakness, Alvin dipped down and locked their lips in place; and when Simon let lose a soft "Alvin...", Alvin allowed his tongue full entry into Simon's fresh-tasting mouth.

Simon embraced Alvin as their tongues entwined and fought for dominance. The younger shivered when Alvin moaned: the vibrations sent his senses wild, and he felt his heat being satisfied by the simple yet passionate feeling.

Alvin's hand wandered, one supporting himself steadily, the other making its careful way down to Simon's errection. His nerves succumbed him, realising quickly this was something he'd never done, but that Simon had done many times. So when he felt contact, and Simon shivered, he pulled back with his eyes closed in slight concentration, slight frustration.

'S-Simon...' He murmured, blushing, but Simon hushed him.

'Remember... we don't need to rush this...' he reassured. Alvin nodded.

'I... I know...' he replied, 'but, I mean... I don't want to mess it up –'

'Alvin, I don't care if you're "unpractised". There was a first time for me, too, you know.' Simon insisted, smiling kindly.

Alvin tilted his head in modesty. 'I guess...' he admitted, 'But it doesn't really count: I was almost dying and you were forced to help me.' He pointed out.

'If you remember that, Alvin, you'll remember how long it took for me to actually do it,' Simon retorted, 'all the while you were screaming "just make it go away!" – that, Alvin, was pressure.'

'Well, this is very different.' Alvin pouted.

Simon smirked. 'Procrastination will get you nowhere.' He stated.

'Except a while to stare at your amazing body.' Alvin grinned.

Simon laughed. 'You're very charming, Alvin...' he bit his lip, 'so when you're ready...'

Alvin nodded, nervous again. He still hesitated, and Simon smiled and shook his head at Alvin. 'It helps if you kiss me.' He suggested. 'That's how I did it.'

Alvin rolled his eyes. 'Well maybe I wanna do it differently!' He retorted. He shook his head and muttered; 'You're such a smart-ass...'

'Oh, well, thanks.' Simon smirked. 'I haven't heard that from you before.'

Just to shut him up, Alvin took Simon's slackening, but still hard member in his hand and slid it along the length.

Simon gasped and exclaimed loudly, unprepared for the shock of intense pleasure. He bit his lip to stop his moans and opened his eyes to see Alvin's triumphant smirk. The eldest continued moving his hand firmly and dynamically up and down, earning Simon's blissful looks and the growing need to moan louder.

Although in wild bliss, Simon still managed to notice that Alvin's smile was more than just satisfaction from working up the courage to do this. He frowned a little and spoke up. 'W-what are you s-smiling at, Alvin?' He asked as sceptically as he could while Alvin tightened his grip and moved his hand up and down rhythmically.

'Oh, the tables have turned,' Alvin shrugged, 'I enjoy seeing you in pleasure...' he bit his lip and smiled, 'and you are a noisy lover, Simon Seville.'

There it was. Simon smirked. 'Yes, b-but which one of us has held that reputation longer?'

Alvin growled a little and slackened his grip, causing Simon to groan slightly. Alvin leaned in and kissed Simon softly, making it known that he was enjoying this just as severely. He prodded his tongue against Simon's lips for entry, and moaned at the acceptance, keeping his pace with his hand, but growing in force.

He pulled back as another moan escaped him, and was met with a small whimper from Simon. His mind and body; maybe his heat, seemed to concentrate on what he was doing to Simon, and how he was feeling. Without any initiative to stop it, another moan escaped him and he bit his lip to stop. He closed his eyes and kept pumping his hand along Simon's length.

'Oh, Simon...' he breathed.

'O-on top a-and still noisy?' Simon struggled to keep a cool-calm-collected voice and expression with Alvin's continuous impelling movements. He felt himself getting harder, contracting.

'On the bottom and still d-dominant?' Alvin retorted, half groaning. 'Give me some room, Si...'

Simon laughed non-committaly, no longer able to keep in the sounds his body wanted him to make. He cried out Alvin's name and Alvin kissed him.

'You close?' He asked unnecessarily.

Simon closed his eyes. 'Yes...' he breathed in a slight accusing voice. Alvin nodded.

'Me too...' he insisted, not stopping.

'Oh... Alvin...' Simon tried to stop his moans, and tried to stall the climax inevitably creeping up on him, but he had no control. 'Alvin...' he opened and closed his mouth, gripping the sheets underneath him tighter and writhing under his older brother, 'oh god, Alvin,'

'I-I know, Simon...' Alvin replied, breathless from his own climax approaching, but exhilarated to finish.

Simon burst suddenly, with half a whimper, half a loud yell, and the sound was enough to finish Alvin off, but the new, sticky, smooth substance he felt on his hands from Simon sent his body haywire and he practically screamed as he came.

He stared into Simon's grey eyes for a moment, remembering the feeling, before he felt he couldn't support himself anymore and lay down on his brother's chest, panting slightly. He felt Simon's heart beating and their heavy breathing was synchronized. Simon hazily put an arm around Alvin bracingly and tried to steady his breathing.

'I... love you...' Alvin managed. Simon smiled.

'Right back at you...' he breathed.

'When... when are we going t-to –?'

'Whenever you want, Alvin...' Simon chuckled, 'it's your choice...'

Alvin nodded. 'I want it to be your choice, too.' He reminded. 'That's why we're formally... claiming...' he took a deep breath, trying to gain a normal pace. 'C-can we rest for a sec?'

'Please.' Simon agreed.

'Not for too long, though, or we'll only have a bit over an hour...' Alvin remembered. Simon chuckled.

'Neither of us can last an hour.' He stated. Alvin smiled.

'So h-how was –'

'Alvin, don't ask me how you were...' Simon chided softly. Alvin lifted himself up, worried.

'Why?' He asked. 'Was I –'

'Because I don't like admitting someone's better than me...' Simon smirked at Alvin's grin. 'You get so worked up,' he shook his head, still smiling, 'we haven't even mated yet.'

'Imagine me then.' Alvin agreed.

Simon faked a gasp. 'The horror!' He chuckled when Alvin laughed.

The eldest inhaled, steadying his breathing back to normal, now, and smiling down at Simon. 'Okay...' he bit his lip, 'so how do I start this?'

'State my name,' Simon began, looking up in thoughtfulness, as though the exhaustion had caused him to lose his usual concentration. '... and what you want to do with me; and then ask a question.' He looked at Alvin again. 'You know; some question that would mean the most to you if I agreed.' He took another breath. 'A-and then wait for my reply.'

Alvin furrowed his eyebrows, not entirely convinced he knew what he was doing. 'O-okay... um, Simon Seville, I ask...' He faltered as he collected his thoughts. 'I... ask that you'll be my mate.' He finished, then panicked and added quickly. 'Formal! Mate...'

Simon chuckled. 'Go on.' He said, amused.

Alvin blew out a breath. Ask a question that would mean the most if he agreed... he thought curiously. He then got an idea of what that meant and frowned at Simon. 'Are these like wedding vows?'

'What do you mean?' Simon mused.

Alvin rolled his eyes. 'Ya know: do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold until –'

'No, Alvin!' Simon laughed at his brother's words, surprised he'd memorised that sentence. 'It's a question.' He shook his head. 'Okay, let's try this again, Alvin. This time, after you say you want to be my formal mate, I'll ask you a question first.' He suggested.

Alvin smiled. 'Because I screwed it up?' He mused.

Simon shook his head. 'We both did.' He insisted. 'I should have prepared you before this.'

'Okay, okay.' Alvin shuffled to get more comfortable. 'Simon Seville, I ask that you'll be my formal mate.' He smiled in satisfaction at his clear sentence.

Simon smiled in return. 'Do you promise to remain faithful to me, no matter what happens?' He asked earnestly.

'I...' Alvin frowned as he realised what he had to answer with. 'I do.' He nodded, ignoring how clichéd that reply was and focusing on meaning it. He felt a warm shiver run down his spine as he agreed. He pondered his question. ...that would mean most... 'Simon, will you stay with me? Will you stay through the hard times, and never... leave me?'

Simon cupped Alvin's cheek sweetly. 'I will.' He promised, feeling the same warm spark. 'Alvin Seville,' he smiled and dropped his hand, knowing the next words leaving his lips would mark something perfect. 'I accept your claim.'

Alvin leaned in to kiss Simon, but a shot of searing pain hit him in the gut: like all of the Pain come into one huge burst. He couldn't hear, he couldn't see, all he did was crouch and wait for it to stop. It didn't exactly help that Simon looked shocked. But the younger brother snapped out of it and he kissed Alvin deeply.

'I-it's just your "pain" leaving, Alvin,' he assured when they parted, 'I'm sorry, I-I didn't know this would happen...' he pulled Alvin into another light kiss, whispering "I'm sorry" once more.

Alvin's breathing steadied. He looked at Simon with a tear-streaked face and he choked out the last tears until he felt no need to shed them.

Simon pulled him into a sort of hug, noticing that his brother was shivering.

He took a steadying breath, feeling his heart starting to race. He didn't know how to start.

Simon watched Alvin with a smile, waiting patiently for his brother to decide his next move.

The more Alvin thought, the more he kept drawing blanks. Finally he decided that reawakening their bodies would be a good start. Moving his hands to rest on either side of Simon's head, he leaned into him. He searched his brother's eyes before closing his and pressing their lips together in a soft kiss.

He felt himself relax when Simon returned the kiss and he then realized how tense he had been. Simon rested his hands on his brother's waist as he parted his legs allowing Alvin to be positioned in between them.

Alvin lifted his right hand from the bed and gently trailed his fingers down Simon's chest to his stomach, stopping at his waist as well and resting his hand against the smooth skin. He swallowed Simon's sigh of content.

Finally, the need for air couldn't be ignored and he broke the kiss, panting against Simon's lips, feeling his brother returning the favour. He opened his eyes as he gathered his breath and looked into Simon's grey ones. He couldn't believe this was really happening. They were going to be mates. Bonded for life.

He felt another wave of worry hit him. Was Simon sure this was what he wanted? What if later down the line he realized what a bad choice he had made? Alvin couldn't bear the thought. He knew Simon wouldn't regret it. He's reassured him many a times that he was certain he wanted this. He leaned in for another kiss, but Simon stopped him.

'What's going on in that head of yours, Alvin?' he asked, searching his eyes and studying his expression. Alvin smiled a bit.

'Nothing…Just thinking about what to do…' he whispered softly. There was an unnecessary worry in his heart, and he knew it needn't be there. But he couldn't get his 'what if's out of his head now.

'Alvin,' Simon said. 'Don't you think I know you better than that by now? What is it?'

'It's nothing really, Si,' Alvin insisted and moved to kiss his brother once more. Simon allowed it, kissing back before he suddenly realized what his brother wasn't telling him.

He broke the kiss, gently pushing Alvin back. Alvin looked at him with confusion and poorly concealed hurt. 'Alvin, are you worried about mating still? I thought I told you-'

'I know, Simon,' Alvin cut in. 'I know.' Simon was now officially confused.

'Then what aren't you telling me?' he asked. Alvin realized they weren't going to be continuing until Simon got this settled.

'I-I'm just worried about later…' he explained. Simon waited for him to elaborate. 'Like, in the future. W-what if you realize that…mating with me, being bonded for life, isn't what you wanted? Th-that-'

A kiss cut him off, surprising him to the point where he didn't have time to respond. Simon pulled back. 'Alvin, how many times do I have to explain this to you?' Simon asked with gentle firmness. Alvin looked away from him, ashamed of his constant worries. Simon smiled and turned him back to meet his eyes. 'I don't know where all these doubts are coming from, but I promise you, this is one thing I will never, ever regret. Not today, not tomorrow, a year from now, not even five or ten. You are the one thing I will never get tired of. Ok?'

Alvin smiled at his brother and nodded. 'Ok, Simon.' Simon returned the smile.

'Now, shall we continue?' he asked. Alvin laughed and nodded.

Alvin had been so nervous getting things going again now that he had to hold the position as dominant. His constant concerns of doing something wrong or not being able to please Simon were abundant within the last fifteen minutes. Simon had patiently reassured him he was doing fine, but Alvin's timidity and worry stayed strong.

Simon whimpered as Alvin finally began the prepping process, and as expected, Alvin looked at him with worry. 'Are you ok? Am I hurting you?' Simon smiled and cupped his cheek.

'Alvin, for the millionth time, you are doing fine,' he said gently, giving him a reassuring smile. 'I'm fine, this just feels a little weird. But it's not your fault, ok?' Alvin blew out a breath and nodded.

He told himself to relax and inserted another finger. He hoped he was able to prepare Simon thoroughly enough to make this moment as painless as possible. Another whimper accompanied the intrusion of his second finger, and he had to bite his lip before he asked if his brother was ok again.

Alvin mentally ran through what he had learned about preparing a partner for this moment to figure out what to do next. He remembered, and began scissoring his fingers within Simon, opening him and stretching him. He caught Simon's intake of breath and looked at him.

Simon looked breathless, his eyes closed as he panted against the sensations he was causing. Alvin smiled, relaxing when he saw no noticeable traces of pain and continued his preparation, growing nervous when he realized he was almost done.

He inserted a third finger and began pumping them, occasionally scissoring them about. 'How do you feel, Si? You ready?' he asked, his nervousness making his heart pound.

'I'm ready, Alvin,' Simon breathed out and Alvin retracted his fingers. He coated his erection with the same material as his fingers and got into position. He was so nervous his arms were too wobbly to hold his own weight, and he had to prevent himself from falling on top of his brother.

Simon chuckled lightly and made Alvin look at him. 'Just a bit nervous,' Alvin said, blushing lightly.

'I think it's safe to say you're more than a bit nervous,' Simon teased gently. 'I am too, so remember, let's not rush.'

Alvin nodded. 'Oh god, here we go...' He took in a breath and began pushing himself in. Simon hissed gently, his back arching a little. Alvin looked at his face to read his emotion, and he moved slowly when he saw Simon had some pain in his expression.

He went at a gentler pace until he was fully within his brother, and he waited. He panted, his cheeks red as he did so. Simon felt so… good. He hadn't known what to expect as far as what he'd be feeling, and this was so overwhelmingly wonderful. He looked at his brother as he waited.

Simon was breathless as well, his own cheeks held a red blush, his eyes closed as he breathed through the pain and waited for it to ease away. He looked at Alvin and smiled at the love and care his blue eyes were showing.

'I love you, Alvin,' he whispered. Alvin smiled.

'I love you too, Simon,' he whispered back. He leaned in and placed a chaste kiss along his lips, a gentle caress for the soft moment they'd just had.

'You can move now,' Simon told him. Alvin breathed out a nervous breath and nodded. Simon caressed his cheek. 'Relax, Alvin. You'll do fine.' Alvin smiled and nodded.

He gently gripped Simon's hips and lifted them slightly so he had room to move. He pulled out slightly before going back in gently. Simon moaned softly and Alvin smiled, his confidence growing as he caused his brother pleasure, enjoying the soft noises he was causing.

He repeated the gentle thrusts, wanting Simon to get used to the feeling. He could feel how tight his brother was, and wondered if he should have taken more time preparing him. His breath caught and a moaned escaped him when Simon bucked against him.

He heard a breathy chuckle and looked at Simon's face. 'Go faster, Alvin. I won't break.' Alvin blushed and he smiled with a nod.

He began thrusting faster, using Simon's moans and soft cries to build his confidence. 'Simon…' he moaned, leaning in and placing soft kisses against Simon's lips. Simon smiled into the kisses, pulling Alvin closer to deepen them. Both boys moaned, enjoying the familiar taste of each other.

Alvin moaned loudly as the kiss broke, he gripped Simon's hips once more and wrapped his legs around his waist. The action was successful in bringing him deeper within his brother, which was his goal. 'Simon, you feel so good,' he whispered, kissing his neck.

'Oh, Alvin…' Simon moaned, tightening his legs around him. He had never imagined it to be so amazing. It was almost overwhelming. When Alvin's hand travelled to his hard member and began stroking, Simon let out a loud moan.

Alvin smirked in victory and repeated the same treatment he had done moments before this one. He kept his grip firm; knowing Simon liked it that way, and trailed his hand up and down the length in synch with his thrusts. He bit his lip, feeling his climax forming within him. 'S-Simon…' he breathed out, picking up the pace slightly.

'M-me too, Alvin…' Simon moaned, arching his back. Alvin increased the speed of his pumps along Simon's member, wanting his brother to finish strong. 'Al-Alvin…harder…'

Alvin was more than happy to oblige, thrusting in harder and deeper, his pace not slowing. By now any nervousness had diminished due to his instincts, heat and desire to please his brother. His body was telling him he was close—so close—but he wanted to wait for Simon. He moaned, leaning in and placing a kiss to his brother's lips. He didn't think he could wait until Simon climaxed, feeling himself slipping.

He increased the tempo on Simon's length, all the while his body was trembling under the force of his impending orgasm. 'S-Si…' he panted, shuddering.

Simon opened his eyes and looked up at his lover, seeing and feeling the way he was shaking. He smiled, biting back a moan as he felt Alvin going deeper within him. Then, something happened. Something within him had been hit, and Simon's back arched high with a cry escaping him. Alvin would have been worried, if it wasn't for the fact that his brother was pulling him closer.

'A-again, Alvin…please…?' he pleaded and Alvin did as he was asked, assaulting his brother's spot with each thrust. Alvin's grip on his thighs tightened.

'Si…I'm…I-I'm—' a kiss cut him off.

'I k-know, Alvin,' Simon panted. Alvin continued thrusting and stroking his brother's length, his body ready to explode. He bit his lip, fighting back a whimper. Simon searched his brother's face. 'You a-al-alright, Alvin?' Alvin looked at him.

'Yeah…' he breathed out. 'S-Simon…I'm gonna—'

'G-go ahead, Alvin,' Simon whispered, his back arching. He gave him a shaky reassuring smile, pulling him into a kiss. Alvin moaned and Simon shivered due to the vibrations it caused.

Alvin pulled back from the kiss, capping it off with a soft peck before pulling out most of the way, the action greeted with a whimper of disapproval from Simon, and thrust back in full force, assaulting Simon's spot dead on.

Simon cried out, tossing his head back, his back arching high as he reached his climax and came, his essence coating his and Alvin's stomach and their lower chests.

Feeling Simon's body tense around his member as he climaxed more than helped Alvin reach his own orgasm, and he called out his brother's name as he exploded within him, the substance pooling out of Simon and dripping down and onto the sheets. He rode out his climax until there was nothing left within him, and stopped.

Both boys panted as the ecstasy slowly came down for them. Alvin's arms gave out on him and he collapsed on top of Simon, listening to his brother's quickened heartbeat and panting heavily, closing his eyes.

'Oh god...' Alvin moaned in barely a whisper, savouring this afterglow of exhilarating emotion. I could get used to this...

I'm happy with the length, considering how long you guys waited, and I hope it was enjoyable XD

Like I said, SawyerSeville19 wrote basically all of the mating scene (thank you :)

I'll hope to update soon, and thanks for all your support!