Who would have thought Warren Fox of all men would return to Hollyoaks, once he had managed to calm down he heard snippets of the conversation between the three men. Danny was pissed so pissed off he physically took Ste by the scruff and chucked him from the Staff Room slamming the door so hard it shook in the frame.

He left a few minutes later with the lame excuse of a headache and needed to get some sleep. Once he got home he stripped off his work clothes and just lay on his bed looking at the ceiling. The headache he had made up had come true a strong pounding in his temples and it was that same pounding with kept him awake, deep down he hoped maybe Brendan would come by and explain what exactly he was planning because he gut was telling him that he had something to do with Warren being back.

Ste sighed and rolled over on the side of the bed Brendan had slept on trying to find what was left of his scent for comfort.

"Steven?"

Maybe he was dreaming but he could have sworn he could hear a familiar husky voice. The accent making warmth spread around his body. "Steven?" he slowly opened his eyes half asleep but realizing the voice wasn't in his dream but was real. He sat up suddenly slightly dazed looking around his room. In the corner sat Brendan. "How did you get in here?"

"Funny thing about these flats." Brendan stood before prowling towards Ste. "The locks are lousy. Now what were you dreaming about which made you so restless?" Ste watched Brendan's movements at the same time pawing for his pillow to hide any potential evidence of his dreams. Except that pillow was taken and thrown aside as Brendan grabbed Ste by his ankles pulling him towards the edge of the bed. "Y-You were watching me?" he looked into Brendan's eyes dark and full of lust. "For awhile." Brendan pressed his lips to Ste's neck, sliding his tongue gently up his neck to his ear. "You even spoke in your sleep." As his lips worked their magic in an L from Ste's ear, down his neck to his collarbone. Brendan's hand and fingers made short work of Ste's boxers his fingers slowly stroking Ste as his other hand traveled between his legs to the tight cleft waiting for attention.

"Do you wanna know what you said?" Brendan whispered as one long finger slid inside Ste. A gasp was the only reply he got, the shape of Brendan's smile on his skin. "You moaned my name." he pushed another finger inside as Ste moaned half of his name. Each word Brendan said was whispered, Ste's only ability was to moan or gasp replies. The first time they were together it was hard and quick. But this time Brendan spent time exploring his body finding the places, which were more sensitive then other. Discovering that Ste liked the friction of clothing on his nipples or the mix combination of Brendan's facial hair and tongue against his skin and nipples. Each touch was deliberate as the next. Each word Brendan said spiked more desire both to know the answer and the next touch.

Soon what could be heard in the small room were the moans of Ste and the harsh breathing of Brendan as he stretched Ste to the point his eyes rolled back in his head, there were so many points where Ste was so close he thought he might explode yet Brendan would stopped only long enough for Ste to beg.

A/N: Got to love music which helps set a mood for a story
Artist: Amanda Ghost
Song: Filthy Mind
Check it out ;) you might like it.