Chapter 7 – Pure as Snow

Christian lay on the settee every nerve end tingling waiting for Syed's next move. He heard him preparing the hot tub and clattering about in the kitchen. The image of his skin glistening with droplets of water brought a smile to his lips, and he turned his head hoping to catch of glimpse of that lean lithe body and the lip bite that accompanied any activity when Syed was concentrating.

"Don't you dare Clarkey, I told you to keep your eyes shut."

Christian tried for an apologetic face at being caught out, but his lopsided grin gave him away. He sighed; the last few days had been idyllic, better than anything he could ever have imagined. They had made a pact to live for the moment and without the pressures of the outside world they had created a cocoon in which their love had thrived.

Syed returned and climbed back on to the sofa, his knees straddling Christian's hips and he leant forward kissing him lightly on the nose and each eye, their cocks pressing against each other through their boxers sending a shudder their bodies.

"Have you been a good boy?" he purred into Christian's ear. "No peeping I hope."

"I was getting lonely without you. Can I look now?"

"No, but you can feel."

He took a hand in his and dipped one of Christian's fingers into a jar covering it in a hot silky liquid and brought it to his own mouth and licked it from top to bottom, swirling his tongue around it sensuously, and then bent forward to run his tongue over Christian's lips. Christian pressed wet sloppy kisses along his jaw and hummed in approval.

"Want some, do you?.

Before he could answer, Syed drizzled a ribbon of warm chocolate across his abs, proceeded to lick him slowly until it was clean, moving back up for a kiss sharing the taste. Christian pulled him into a deeper kiss smearing the remnants of chocolate across his face and neck.

" More?".

Christian nodded. This time Syed poured a puddle onto Christian's chest, using his fingers to spread it out. Christian could hear Syed sucking his fingers clean and throbbed in anticipation waiting for the warm wet tongue to do its worst. When nothing happened frustration overtook him, his fingers carded through Syed's hair pulling him down. When they made contact he let out a gasp of surprise when the ice cube in Syed's mouth was pressed hard against his nipple, the chocolate underneath it congealed instantly. As Christian recovered his senses Syed assaulted his other nipple then dropped the ice allowing it to roll down his chest, down his abs coming to rest at the waistband of his boxers. He groaned as Syed's fingers teased the waistband threatening to push the ice cube further. He wasn't fast enough though as Christian flipped them over pushing their chests together smearing the now gooey chocolate between them. His eyes shot open to see the wicked grin that Syed was now sporting. "You're a bad man Syed Masood!"

He stood up dragging his giggling lover behind him heading for the hot tub before they risked incurring extra cleaning bills. This was their last night together in this haven, and they wanted to make the most of the sensation of the swirling water, with the backdrop of the setting sun.

They eventually stumbled to bed clinging to each other tightly, not parted even once sleep overtook them.

Syed woke first staring at the clock willing it to stop, to give them more time, but it ticked relentlessly on. Christian had wanted to go to the station with him, but he couldn't do it, the public farewell. He considered getting up now and slipping away while he still slept, but he couldn't do that to him. So he waited, listening to his heartbeat, watching the rhythmic rise and fall of his chest until he simply had to touch and to taste him again, one last time before he went.

Christian stood at the window staring down the hill long after the taxi had departed. He felt bereft, a cold chill setting in his stomach. A dread that the torrid goodbye was not just for the two days before he himself returned to Walford, but that this marked the end of their affair. Somehow he knew, just knew that life would never be the same again.