The idea of this fic came from a request made by a friend. Apparently a midnight snack fic hasn't been done yet ;) Surreal, this one's for you :D
The room was warm, too warm in fact, and the windows pushed open as wide as they could go still failed to find a gentle gust of air to sweep through them. The flat, their flat, was a burning inferno with no sign of the cold nipped breeze they craved making an appearance any time soon. These past few weeks had seen some of the hottest weather Syed had ever known. The blistering heat bounced off the streets and caused a mirage of wavering images on the roads and pavements, the sun beating down like a furnace with no breeze to lighten its fiery breath. And the cool nights never came as promised. Instead the warmth stayed, as did the humidity. Beads of sweat that should have subsided as the nights drew in continued to slowly form, trickle from his lover as he casually watched him sleep. No matter how hard he tried, Syed couldn't sleep. His slumber refused to come despite his exhaustion. The uncomfortable feeling the weather had brought him left him restless and his weary body turned down his attempts at relaxation.
Instead he lay next to him, imitated the peacefulness of dreaming until Christian's deep slumber rung through his ears when he knew he could slowly open his eyes again. No matter how many times he'd gazed at his face it still captured his breath, flawlessness he never believed possible lay next to him. He lay and watched as his eyelids flickered gently as he dreamt. Watched them return to their motionless stance as the dreams slowly faded. He smiled at the way his lips parted slightly as his breathing increased, deepened. He embraced the arms that clung to his body, draped themselves over his waist with ease as they relaxed, softened, slept.
Slowly Syed reluctantly began to free his body from his arms. His thirst had become uncomfortable and he had resisted the arid coating in his mouth and throat for long enough. Running his hand down Christian's nonchalant arms, softly linking their fingers, he slid their entwined hands up his own torso, awakening every sense in his body as so many memories flooded back to him. Memories of Christian's hands running delicately over his body, his lips pressed against his skin. The way one touch could completely change his mood, remove everyone and everything else from his mind and he was left with him, Christian, alone. Christian stirred slightly in his slumber breaking Syed's reminiscences, a disgruntled look almost settling on his face, almost realising in his sleep that his body was about to be parted from Syed's. But one kiss, one touch of Syed's lips on his fingers lulled him back in to a deep sleep effortlessly.
Syed felt the relief instantly as the thin layer of linen that barely covered him slowly slinked away from his groin. Slowly and quietly he peeled his clammy body from the bed and tip-toed his way around it, careful not to wake him. As he neared the kitchen he couldn't stop himself from glancing over his shoulder, marvelling at the sight before him. His sleeping chassis in its tranquil state roused Syed instantly, his entire body was already desperate to be close to him again. But as he looked down on him he couldn't help but bask in the knowledge that what they have is beyond imagination, beyond anything either of them could ever dream of. Now, together, they were whole, complete, and neither could bare to think of a life where the other wouldn't be in it.
Syed allowed a small smile spread on to his face as he realised that he already missed him, even though he only stood a few feet away he could feel his heart pull him back towards him, feel the surface of his skin itch from the fear that it will never feel his touch again. Despite his best attempts he yields immediately and walks over to his sleeping soul, emitting a blissful sigh as he gently ran his finger down the robust arms as they relaxed. But that first caress of his body, that first touch is enough to make him stop, only for fear of being unable to stop. He wants him, his entire body wakes the moment contact is made and he knows the only way to sink the urges that are already at a peak is to wake him. But he won't, not tonight. Tonight he'll let him sleep.
The darkness inside the flat is no different than it is outside as he steps in to the glow the dim street light brings through the kitchen window and blocks its feeble attempts to ignite the room. The world outside was calm, quiet, still. Even the debris on the pavement below lay motionless due to the absent breeze. His mind was a blank loss as he absent-mindedly peered through the window, unaware that his naked body was being longed for by the silent figure that lay just feet away from him, the verdant green eyes affixed to the image that stood before him, the glow that radiated from him accentuating every impeccable feature perfectly. His silent stirring as his dreams faded and his eyes opened had gone unnoticed and Christian was grateful. Syed was totally unaware that he had seen him stretch up sideways for the glass, studied the grooves above his rear as he tipped his body slightly over the sink as he turned the tap and arched his back as he devoured the watery contents in one long gulp. Christian could feel himself harden already, the sight of Syed's toned body jut the way it did titillated him with every second that passed. But still he lay there, waiting for him to return to his side, feel his way over his body teasingly seconds before falling back on to his own side.
He didn't know how, but he could sense that Christian was awake and that his eyes had fixed themselves on his inflamed body. He could almost feel them travel up and down his naked flesh, scour the areas that were normally overlooked. He relished in the fact that his nude body was being probed by his eyes and felt the blood spate around his body as his excitement refused to stay dormant.
Allowing himself to tease him Syed slowly backed himself away from the window and reached out for the handle on the fridge door, his face still watching the silent world outside. The light escaped as soon as the door opened, the bright glow leaping, freeing itself instantly and bathing his sultry skin in it's glow. The coolness that trailed the light swathed his body, his nipples hardening from the welcomed chill his entire body had been searching for. He heaved aloud as his body adjusted to its chilled status but he knew it wouldn't stay that way for long. He knew he was behind him now, he'd heard the gentle rustling of the bed sheets, heard his bare feet pace slowly towards him. And he knew that soon he would feel his touch. Soon his hands would begin their slow roaming and, when they did, the fire inside of him would ignite and his body would burn next to his.
No words could describe how challenging Syed found it not to spin around and kiss him. He could sense his aura engulf him as he allowed his mind to barricade itself in his essence and slowly he let the world dissolve around him. He longed for his arms to encircle his waist, to feel their bodies slink together the way they did and let the uncontrollable passion that dominated them take hold. But he held back. Against every notion that ran through his mind he slowly bowed forward and reached for the sustenance that he knew would both tease Christian and momentarily settle the emptiness in his own stomach.
He stood behind him, marvelling at the sight of the naked lover he'd searched and battled for. The pain, the upset, it was all worth it. Christian would gladly suffer the way he had every day for the rest of his life if it meant Syed still wanted him. If he had him then he would run through the fires of hell and never feel the outer burning, only the internal mania his lover gave him. Everything he never believed existed, every feeling, every notion of love he had heard of but never believed was true stood before him, ran through his veins, subsisted in his heart. The lean figure slowly arched forward, his rear jutting backwards a little more than necessary. A sigh escaped Christian as he glanced downwards at the small of Syed's back. The way it almost invited him to caress it as it dipped was overwhelming. Tonight wasn't a night for forbearance, tonight the teasing would be physical, the kisses would be endless and love would be made.
Christian gently ran the tip of his finger down Syed's spine, smiling as his exposed shiver could be felt by both.
'You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.'
Syed smiled to himself as his body took control of his senses and backed itself in to Christian's until nothing but the thinnest layer of air kept them apart. His breath could be felt on his shoulders, the heat from his body leapt from him, collided with Syed's back and bounced back again. It was to much, he couldn't stand the waiting, the teasing. The only feeling he craved was his touch, his hands on his skin, his divine lips soaking every inch of him. His head fell backwards on to Christian's shoulder as the images flashed through his mind and instantly the connection was felt by both. Their echoic sighs rang through the room as the relief of physical contact finally escaped their bodies. Syed shuddered as he felt the cushioned lips kiss his shoulder, the warm breath against his skin sending shivers through his entire body until he could hold back no more.
'I thought you were asleep?'
Slowly he turned to face him, the dark eyes glistering under the thick lashes and instantly he was captivated. He could have stood there transfixed by his features for a lifetime, but impatience got the better of him and his erection grew until his tip gently brushed the soft skin of Christian's pelvis.
'I was...'
'Did I wake you?'
'Mmm, you did...'
With the obvious smile in his voice ringing through his ears Syed prepared to seductively bite in to the strawberry he'd selected just moments ago.
'Sorry, I was hungry...'
His full moist lips closed over the fruit, his eyes never leaving Christian's.
'Don't be. Reality is so much better than dreams lately.'