And as the flashback ended, both men looked at each other and saw the smiles on their faces. Noah's faded faster than Claude's but it was the invisible man who spoke first. "I remember, the day after that amazing night...You very nearly told all to Sandra, the guilt tore you apart, didn't it?" He could only muster a nod, afraid that if he spoke, his tears would give him away. "She asked me, if I thought you were playing away, you know?" Noah looked up, another pained look flashed on his face.

"She...she did?"
"Yeah, she said that you'd been distant with her, hadn't shown much of an interest in her and you certainly weren't your usual self in the bedroom..." Claude paused for a moment, toying with a joke but deciding against it. "But I set her straight. I told her there was no way you'd play away, you were the most respectable, loving husband going, you just had a lot on at work..." Claude cut himself off as he noticed the tears sliding down Noah's face. For once, Claude didn't know what to say to stop Noah from sobbing, so he did what any decent human being would have done.
He stepped into Noah, pulling him into a tight embrace. Noah rested his head on Claude's shoulder and let the tears flow freely. Claude felt each and every sob wrack Noah's body and he felt awful. He felt wretched because he didn't know what to do, or what to say. Well, strictly speaking, there was one thing he would have been willing to try, but he didn't think Noah was into voyeurism, and a rooftop never was the best place to try anything for the first time he concluded to himself. "Take the pain away, please Claude...I can't take it anymore." Noah whispered softly, tears still sliding miserably onto Claude's shoulder. It was then he knew what he had to do; he had to get Noah off the roof. The longer they stayed there, the worse Noah felt and he wasn't in the best frame of mind as it was.

"Come with me, let's go somewhere, anywhere. Let's just get off this roof, yeah?" He didn't hear Noah reply, he just felt the other man shake his head. "Staying up here isn't helping...Noah, please come with me?" Noah said nothing, so Claude left him no choice. Loosening his grip on him, Claude took him by the unharmed wrist and they both shimmered out of view. He led Noah down what felt like a thousand steps and along the sidewalk, it was only then that Noah realized they were invisible. "What are you doing..?"
"I'm taking the lead, taking you to somewhere I can clean you up." Noah said nothing, he just hung his head and allowed Claude to lead him down a back alley and into a house. "Who owns it?"
"That's not important, come on, let's get you comfy." He led Noah upstairs and sat on the bed with him before he let his wrist drop to his side. Noah reappeared first, Claude shortly afterwards, clutching bandages and a damp flannel. He placed them on the nightstand, before he slipped his hands under Noah's jacket and watched as it slipped off his shoulders. Claude knelt on the bed, between Noah's legs and pushed him back against the sheets gently. Instantly, he was jolted back to each and every time they had been together. Neither of them could deny how amazing it had been, and as he leant forwards he crawled up Noah's body, he felt like he had never been away.

"What are you doing..?" Noah asked softly, although he was aware of what was about to happen.
"Use your brain Noah, what does it look like?" He silenced him before he could say whatever it was he was about it, as his lips crashed into Noah's. Without waiting for a retaliation or permission, he forced his tongue into Noah's mouth and felt the pressure build in his chest. Claude pressed himself against Noah, who simply embraced it by shoving his hips forcibly against the younger man's. Claude felt Noah against his stomach, he wasn't going to lie; he'd missed it and he needed more than the friction of his trousers against his. "I've missed this..." This time, it was Noah who silenced him. He moved his hand to Claude's belt and popped it effortlessly. In the same instance, he managed to undo the button on his pants and pull the zip down completely before Claude even realized what had happened.

Saying nothing, Noah pushed him onto the bed next to him and scrabbled to free the buttons from their restrictive holes. Smiling gently, Claude's fingers moved nimbly over Noah's shirt and slipped each button out before he pushed it down to his elbows. Noah didn't bother to take it off, as Claude had already started work on the white tee he wore underneath. Although the pain bit at his wrist and damaged fingers, Noah managed to slide Claude's pants to his ankles in one smooth motion. "It's been so long." Claude agreed, before he wrapped his lips around Noah's. With one hand, he stroked Noah's chest, the other worked its way under Noah's boxers and came into contact with his arousal. Smiling heartily, Claude removed his mouth from Noah's and travelled south, coming to rest at his groin.

Noah's groan confirmed to Claude that he hadn't lost it after all their time apart, and he remembered fondly the last time they had done this; the day before it came out that he had betrayed the Company. Noah had hated himself for it afterwards, but he couldn't change the past, and more importantly, he never would as it was all too mind-blowing, each time he was with Claude. Noah's hand reached out to Claude's own arousal as he continued to work his magic, but Claude felt too far away, despite being as close to him as could be. Noah grabbed his shaggy hair and pushed him further down. Claude didn't protest, he simply let out a pleasured groan instead.
Some time later, still basking in the afterglow of climax, Noah turned to face Claude. Neither man had got dressed, or moved since they had made passionate love, which had been long since overdue. Noah smiled softly as he took Claude's hand in his "I think I'll take you up on that offer now..."
"Mmm?" Claude replied, still groggy from their earlier activities.
"I don't need anybody else, I've got you. You are all I could ever need and then some." Noah's smile was infectious, as it spread to Claude he said softly
"That's fine by me, but let's get you patched up...You're bleeding all over me." A chuckle escaped Noah's lips as he pulled Claude closer and kissed the top of his head.