The product of a very late night...my sleeping pattern really needs to sort itself out :o I think it's only right that this chapter is dedicated to a poorly Spooneo. Get well soon! :D xxx
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Christian giggled as they dived for the ice cream at the same time, spoons clinking together in a battle to obtain a sizable chunk each.
"Ha! I win," Christian exclaimed, holding the ice cream laden spoon aloft in triumph.
Syed rolled his eyes as he took the opportunity to get a decent spoonful for himself. He stole a glance at Christian before raising the spoon to his lips...then took a longer one. Christian was relishing the taste, it appeared – he still had the spoon in his mouth, eyes shut as he slowly pulled it out. Syed was mesmerised by the sight. He wasn't quick enough to look away, though, when Christian opened his eyes again; instead, they locked with his as he started to lick the spoon, cleaning all traces of the ice cream with his tongue. Syed wasn't sure whether to be amused at the deliberately cliché action, or feel turned on by it. The stirring in his trousers seemed to answer that question for him.
Christian grinned at him, jabbing the air with his spoon in the direction of the ice cream tub.
"Aren't you hungry?" he teased.
"I'm ravenous."
Syed stood up abruptly, startling Christian with the sudden movement. He took longer to walk around the table, stopping directly over Christian, who looked up at him in confusion. Syed smiled down at him and gestured at his lap.
"Can I...?"
"Since when did you ever ask?" Christian mocked, grabbing Syed's hands to pull him down. Syed shuffled awkwardly for a few seconds before settling, legs straddling Christian's and hands linked around his neck.
"I was just being polite...I would have sat down anyway," Syed grinned.
"And like I would have stopped you!" Christian reached his arms around Syed's waist, resting them on the small of his back gently.
"So, you said you were ravenous?"
Syed simply nodded, regarding Christian with lust-filled eyes. It didn't go unnoticed by Christian, but he saw just one more opportunity to tease. He unlinked his hands from Syed's waist and picked up the spoon he'd abandoned on the table, reaching around to lift a spoonful of the chocolate ice cream and bringing it back round to bring it to Syed's lips.
"Come on, open up!"
"You are kidding me, right?" Syed feigned incredulity, but gave a lopsided smile before accepting the cold dessert, feeling goosebumps on his skin as it hit the back of his throat. He hadn't even had a chance to open his eyes again when he felt the spoon leaving his lips and being replaced with Christian's, who had evidently decided he'd tortured Syed enough.
The kiss was a slow one, as Christian relished the feel of Syed's ice-cream cold lips against his, slipping his tongue in ever so slightly to taste the remnants of the chocolate flavour on Syed's. Syed released his hands from around Christian's neck and slid them up to cup his face, determined to make the kiss last that little bit longer, while Christian ran his hands through Syed's hair in a well-remembered gesture.
They eventually pulled away, Christian's eyes still closed as he savoured the lasting tingling sensations on his lips. When he opened them, the first thing he saw was a breathless Syed, lips still parted as he tried to get air back into his lungs. Syed was trying, but the intense look in Christian's eyes at that moment was making it difficult...
Before he could say anything, Christian had him on his feet, hands gripping his shoulders as he was pushed backwards. Their lips connected once more at they reached the threshold of the bedroom.