Syed's hands ran over his body, his chest, his arms, his face. He was desperate to touch every bit of him, taste every morsel of him before this was over.

His body effortlessly made its way on top of Christian's, fitting into his grooves like a missing jigsaw piece. How could this be wrong? How could he end it, never come back? How could he stay away from him, his lips, his touch?

Syed knew that the sex wasn't that important to him, it was simply an added bonus of being with him. If he had to, he'd never sleep with him again, never feel him inside of him, just as long as he could be with him, lay next to him night after night. Argue about what to watch on TV or who's turn it was to do the washing up. He'd wanted a normal life so badly and convinced himself that he'd finally found it that he failed to notice that marrying Amira was the final nail in the coffin at never having it. Because Syed finally realised that, to him, a normal life was with Christian.

Christian shifted his weight and rolled him and Syed over, running his hands through his hair as his body rested on his. He had never been so hungry for anyone before. He couldn't stand the thoughts that danced in his mind, the thoughts that hours from now he would be alone again and he would be back by her side. Back to wearing the mask he had so desperately tried to get him to break.

He dropped his mouth to Syed's ear, breathing heavily as he began to rub his cock against Syed's, feeling his body writhe under his.

Christian: I'm going to make this one last.

Syed gulped loudly as a tiny moan escaped his mouth. This was it. The last time.

Christian slid down his body, his tongue soaking his chest on the way down stopping at the head of his cock, watching it dance in anticipation then licking his way back up to his nipples. Without warning he engulfed his entire mouth over it, biting him tenderly before quickly sweeping his tongue over it. The harder he bit the more Syed moaned and pushed his cock harder into Christian's side. Christian switched his attention from one nipple to the other and back again, the force of his bite increasing with each exchange until Syed felt certain he would break my skin with his teeth, almost crying out from the pain that he found so addictive.

Christian smiled as he heard him, felt him wriggle beneath him. No one had ever responded to him the way Syed did. No one's body had ever felt so good underneath him, tasted so delectable against his lips. And no one had ever fucked him so well. Even during their first time together, Syed had made Christian feel things that he'd never experienced before. He found that no matter where Syed's lips were, he responded to them, begged them to explore elsewhere to see if they had the same effect. And they did, they always did. Christian had never believed in soul mates until now.

Syed grinned as he he felt Christian's hand ebb it's way down his chest, his wrist deliberately brushing his cock as he tried to side-step it on the way down to his leg. He jerked from the touch and felt himself inadvertently rub himself against his body, feeling a slight relief.

Christian let his fingers walk their way up his leg, playfully slowing them down the higher he got.

Syed's hips were now crushing his cock into him and he could feel his hardness. He could feel the gentle wetness ooze from his tip as it pushed its way upwards against his stomach, quivering against the muscled ripples of his torso.

He pulled his body away from Syed's and wrapped his fingers around his length, squeezed it hard as he pulled his hand upwards, making him gasp and moan in equal measure.

Christian's fingers circled the base of his cock and slowly ran the length of it to the very tip, his eyes fixed on his action while his mouth never left Syed's now throbbing nipple. His tongue flicked it's way down his body at an equal pace to his hand, Syed helpless to both.

Syed let out a gasp of relief as he felt his tongue circle and swept into his hood, bringing the sensation that was coursing through his veins to a heightened state. He called his name with each turn of his tongue, begging him to devour him.

Christian: Patience Sy. I told you, this one's going to last.

Christian's lowered his mouth over Syed's cock but refused to wrap his lips around him. Instead he moved his open mouth up and down, letting his warm breath engulf his cock, the tip slightly hitting the back of his throat as Syed thrust himself into his mouth only for his hips to be slammed back to the floor by Christian's hands.

Syed: Please... Do... something!

Christian laughed and teasingly rested his tongue against his length, feeling it twitch as he dragged his tongue up.

Christian: Like that?

Syed was panting, on the verge of begging him. This was torture.

Syed: More.

Feeling Christian's body move up his he was too afraid to open his eyes, knowing that they'd give him away, that they'd give away just how much he needed to feel him inside him.

Christian: Look at me Sy.

Reluctantly, Syed opened his eyes and saw Christian staring down at him, biting his lower lip slightly in the most provocative way. Knowing that nothing but pure filth was going through his mind, Syed lost control and moaned simply from the sight of him causing Christian to laugh.

Christian: And I wasn't even touching you then.

He bent down and kissed his lips, Syed wrapping his arms tightly around his neck, pulling his lips deeper onto his. Their tongues spoke to each other as the wrapped themselves around each others, flicked each other, stroked each others before Christian pulled away.

Christian: Close your eyes.

Syed didn't need telling twice and shut them firmly, his face frowning as he heard a pop from above him.

Christian: Thirsty?

Before he could answer Syed felt the cold bubbly liquid hit his stomach, hearing it fizz as it soaked him and ran down his sides.

Christian: I am.

His warm tongue licked it's way up Syed's stomach, popping the cold bubbles as his tongue hit them. Syed's arousal was at boiling point as the mixture of warmth and cold over took his body.

Christian took a large gulp from the bottle and drowned Syed's nipples in the popping liquid. His back arched as he felt his skin tighten as Christian slushed the liquid aver him, finally swallowing as he sucked his nipple deeper into his mouth.

Syed wasn't aware that his fingers were digging into his back or that his entire body was rigid beyond belief. Only that he could feel his orgasm surge through his body, waiting patiently in his cock, ready to explode.

Syed: Touch me, i'm going to come.

Christian pulled away from him, smiling as he spoke.

Christian: Do it yourself.

The words had barely left his mouth before Syed's hand was there. All it took for him to scream his name as his orgasm finally released itself was one short tug. Never had it been so quick, so powerful, so intense. He felt it hit his chest as his back arched so much it completely left the floor. He was still calling his name as Christian's tongue licked him clean of both liquids, hearing him moan as he swallowed.

When he felt himself totally empty, his breath struggling to leave his lungs, Syed fell back down to the floor, breathless beyond belief.

Christian: Perfect taste combination.