Break You Epilogue

Felix stretched luxuriously against the sky blue, feather pillows of the white bed. Streams of warm yellow sunlight danced across his bare skin as though it were the only garb he needed, warming dark flesh as he flipped through the pages of his book. The youth lay calmly on his stomach, golden hair tucked behind his ears as honey eyes moved lazily across the page, not really taking in much of the text. The boy let out a soft sigh and reached across the bed, plucking a strawberry out of the small glass bowl that sat between himself and somebody… larger. Tender lips formed into a wry smile as the hand of the larger person wrapped around his wrist, and he slowly dropped the strawberry. It fell against the ivory white sheets, and he was gently pulled atop the chest of the other. Shining blue eyes smiled hungrily up at him, like pools of crystal clear water, but much more terrifying. Felix smiled back at the blonde below him, their bare chests connecting as the other stroked his scarred back, warm fingers calming him from the grasp of embarrassment, assuring him that he was wanted, regardless of scars or complexion.

"Good morning," Felix purred, closing his eyes against Donohue's feather touch. "We're getting close to Sydney."
"Mm," Donohue purred back, pulling the boy down and placing a soft good-morning kiss against his lips. He moved his pale, elongated hands to hold Felix's, their golden rings mirroring eachothers. Felix leaned back and straddled his lover, releasing his hands to trace dark fingers against the scarring "F" across his torso. He giggled and lay back down beside Donohue, inching shyly against his warm chest. A reassuring arm made its way across his waist, telling the boy that he was forgiven.
"What do you want to do once we get to Sydney?" Donohue inquired, tucking a strand of hair behind Felix's ear as the boy reached for the strawberries, munching down on one thoughtfully.

"I want to go to the beach, first of all," He said cheerfully, staring up at his lover with big, shining eyes. "I've never been to the beach. Then I want you to buy us a house on the beach, and then we're going to furnish it."
"How do you even know you'll like the beach?" Donohue laughed, pulling the youth closer and stroking his patchwork back.
"I just do. I also want to get a dog, and a motorcycle, and then I want you to take me out for dinner, I've never been out to dinner. And then.." He trailed off, having completed his list of the things he'd always wanted.
"And then," Donohue cut in, placing a soft kiss on his toffee forehead, 
"I'm going to sex your brains out on the beach."
Felix giggled again and wrapped his arms around his partner's torso, burying his face in his warm neck as the sunlight became too much for his now sparkling eyes. Donohue chuckled and wrapped his arms around the boy, carefully moving the strawberries out of the way and placing a kiss on his perfect head. "And then whatever you want."
"I want to get married," Felix cooed shyly, keeping his face out of sight to hide the scarlet blush creeping up his cheeks. "Now that I'm free and all, I'd kind of like to be yours. Now that it's my choice..." His face burned fervently at the shameful words, but Felix tried hard not to cower at the gaping hole he'd burned through his defenses. Donohue would never hurt him.

The older man rolled on top of him, smiling down into butterscotch eyes. "Anything you want, darling," He purred, placing dainty kisses down Felix's face and across his neck. He looked up from his tender seduction to murmur into his lover's ear, "Marry me."