Kian let himself into the hall of his house. It was 2am and he was just back from the night out to celebrate his birthday. To go home to an empty house was such an anti-climax to a night out. He was tired. And he missed Shane.

Shane. He had had to leave the party early, having other engagements at home. Of course, everything had changed now. He remembered back to this day 3 years ago, when Shane had surprised him with a romantic candle-lit dinner in their hotel room. And the years before that… always something nice. But the last two years, Shane had been but one of his party guests, and they had parted ways for the night.

He missed Shane. When Shane had left, at 11pm , he had felt the pain of their separation more keenly then he ever had before. He wanted Shane tonight, he needed to feel his strong arms enfold him, he needed the closeness, the intimacy, the love.

He put his coat on a hanger and made his way up the stair to his bedroom. He didn’t bother to turn on the light. He sat down on the bed, in the faint rays of moonlight which seeped in through the window, and buried his face in his hands. God, he wanted Shane so much!

Images of Shane flashed through his mind. As he often did, he thought that they should have found the courage to be together. Surely no amount of criticism from the world could measure up to the pain of separation.

He was woken from his sad reverie as soft breath brushed against his neck. A hand softly traced his spine, making his skin tingle. An agile tongue touched his earlobe. He shivered.

Strong arms snaked around him, pulling him against a soft, warm body. He sighed luxuriously, relaxing into the familiar embrace.

“Hey, birthday boy…” Shane’s voice was soft in his ear. Kian could make out the husky undertones. He felt anticipation rush through him, making him slightly light-headed.

Shane pulled him even closer, kissing his soft hair, then the side of his neck. Finding Kian’s pulse, he let his tongue trace it, feeling it speed up as he ran his right hand across Kian’s chest.

“Shane…” Kian whispered, pressing back against his lover's body. He was trembling with need, loosing himself in this moment. It had been so long, far too long…

Shane gently turned Kian in his arms, capturing Kian’s lips with his as they came face to face. Kian groaned, his tongue pressing against Shane’s lips, which parted willingly to let him explore.

Kian turned around completely and pushed Shane onto the bed. Shane didn’t resist as Kian covered him, their tongues meeting in a fierce battle.

“God, I want you…” Kian murmured as they parted.

“Well, I’m yours… happy birthday, baby.” Shane said, his eyes twinkling in the soft blue moonlight.

Kian smiled at him, bending down to kiss Shane’s forehead. He sat up again, his fingers slowly working open the buttons of Shane’s shirt. He pushed the light material away to reveal Shane’s body.

Kian paused. Looking at Shane, he rose his eyebrows. He reached out his hand and touched the smooth skin.

“Especially for you…” Shane whispered. He winked at Kian, then he motioned to a packed on the bedside table.

Kian eyed Shane suspiciously. Shifting slightly, he reached out to retrieve the present. Still looking at Shane, he undid the bow and discarded the string. He opened the red paper slowly. There was a box inside. He discarded the paper, holding the box in front of his face.

There was just enough light from the moon for him to make out the words on it. ‘Chocolate Flavoured Body Sauce’. He looked at Shane again. Shane just smiled at him, looking the picture of innocence.

“You like?” Reaching up, Shane took the box from Kian’s hand. Opening it, he removed the tube. Dropping the box on the floor, he gave the tube back to Kian.

A grin spread across Kian’s face. He removed the cap, putting it on the bedside table. Squeezing out a little bit of the sauce onto a finger, he tasted it.

“Mmmm..” He licked his lips seductively, his gaze meeting Shane’s. Shane shivered beneath him.

Putting a bit more sauce on his finger, he held it to Shane’s mouth. Shane’s tongue came out, licking the sauce off slowly. He moaned gently, sending small vibrations up Kian’s arm.

Kian withdrew his hand, leaning down for another quick kiss. Then he started to doodle with the body sauce on Shane’s chest.

He drew a big heart, filling in the shape with sauce until it was a solid brown. He then sat there, just looking at his work for a goof while.

He finally looked up to meet Shane’s eyes. He could tell that Shane felt the same melancholy he felt himself.

Shane smiled gently at him, taking the tube and putting it on the bedside table.

“Don’t, Ki…” He whispered, reaching up to touch Kian’s cheek.

Kian nuzzled against his hand. A wave of sadness and regret washed over him, and he had to look away for a moment. He looked at the moon outside the window. Oh, if only they had been strong enough…

Shane stroke his thumb against Kian’s cheek soothingly. Kian sighed, looking back at his lover. He reached his right hand to scoop off some of the sauce, smearing it across Shane’s lips with his finger.

Shane licked the sauce off, his crimson tongue darting over his lips. Kian shuddered, knowing full well what that tongue felt like against any part of his body. Forgetting his melancholy, he bent forward and started to lick off the sauce.

After a few short moments, he had cleaned off all the sauce, except Shane’s nipples and belly button. Starting with the right nipple, he flicked his tongue over it a few times, before taking it into his mouth. Shane shuddered against him as he sucked on it. He proceeded to do the same with Shane’s left nipple, earning him a low groan.

Kian then moved down, leaving a trail of kisses across Shane’s belly, before dipping his tongue in the belly-button to lap up the last sauce. Shane’s fingers grasped as the bed sheet as he looked for some kind

Kian chuckled, blowing hot air against Shane’s belly. Shane moaned; rapidly loosing control.

Kian was loving this moment. How many times had he not been on the receiving end of this slow torture… but tonight, it was his night. He looked up at Shane’s face; his eyes were half-closed, and his lips were parted slightly as he gasped for air. So beautiful.

Kian lay down on top of Shane again, his lips touching Shane’s gently. Shane’s left hand found it’s way to the back of Kian’s head, intertwining in the soft curls as he deepened the kiss.

Kian felt Shane’s erection press against his own. He rocked his hips teasingly. Shane’s body arched up against his own, helplessly trapped and defenceless against any attack. Kian grinded his hips down again, and Shane whimpered as he bucked up against him.

Kian let his body fall flat on top of Shane’s for a few moments. He felt Shane’s heart beat quickly against his chest, finding a rhythm with his own. Shane was gasping for air, but calmed down in the interlude period.

Kian sat up again. He undid the buttons on his own light-blue shirt and shrugging it off, he let it fall to the floor. He then moved down along Shane’s body until he could reach Shane’s trousers, He undid the button, then the zip, and moving his own body towards the foot off the bed, he slid Shane’s trousers off. Standing on the floor, he kept eye contact with Shane as he removed his own trousers.

Kian sat down on the bed again, touching Shane teasingly through the thin white cotton of his boxers. Shane’s hips bucked to meet the soft touch. Kian smiled. Pushing his fingers under the elastic, he slowly slid the boxers off.

Kian just sat there looking at him for a while. He was so beautiful, and Kian knew that Shane was his, forever, no matter what went on in their separate lives. He removed his own boxers then placed his body on Shane’s again, capturing Shane’s lips in a long and teasing kiss as their hips ground together in an exquisite rhythm.

“Oh, God, Kian…” Shane was breathless as the kiss ended. He had missed this intimacy immensely the past few months, and to finally be here again, to give himself over so completely, was pure bliss.

“Hush…” Kian whispered, kissing Shane’s face gently, willing Shane to calm. He wanted this moment to last, because who knew when they would next share a night like this?

Shane whimpered pitifully, his body rocking against Kian’s. Kian kissed his eyelids.

“Easy, baby, easy…” He ran his fingers through Shane’s hair, noting that it was soft and no longer full of gel. Shane must have showered before he came here. He smiled to himself, Shane had made such an effort tonight, and he had not suspected a thing.

Gauging that Shane was back from the edge again, he resumed the gentle motion of his hips, placing lazy kisses on Shane’s lips and all over his face. It wasn’t long until Shane was once again trembling violently beneath him.

“Take me, Kian…” Shane whispered suddenly, his voice low and hoarse.

“Yes?” Kian kissed him quickly. Shane nodded.

Kian sat up and opened the drawer on the bedside table. Finding what he was looking for, he closed the drawer and turned back to Shane.

“Turn around.” He said gently. Shane turned onto his stomach, parting his legs and offering himself to Kian.

Kian took the lid of the pot in his hand. Dipping his fingers in the grease, he put the pot safely on the bedside table before sitting in between Shane’s left.

Kian for the first finger in quite easily. He tried for a second, and Shane flinched. He was so tight, Kian mused, it really had been far too long. He brought his free hand up to caress Shane’s lower back as he worked his finger in. Stretching him, he got a third finger in and held still to let Shane adjust.

“Ow,” Shane said quietly, “It’s been a while.”

Kian said nothing, but moved his fingers slightly until they brushed Shane’s prostrate. Shane cried out and a shiver ran through his body. He felt a tingle start in his scalp and travel down his spine. Kian smiled and withdrew his fingers.

Shane turned over as Kian reached for the condom. He watched as Kian took it out and placed it on himself, before spreading a liberal amount of lubricant over it. He wanted to be sure there was as little pain as possible.

“I want to see you.” Shane said as Kian turned his eyes back on him. Kian simply nodded and moved to lay down on Shane again. Balancing Shane’s legs against his shoulders, he captured Shane’s lips again as he slowly pushed inside.

Shane groaned and pushed up against him, willing him to go faster. He felt no pain, only the pleasure of their shared love and this wonderful intimacy. Kian let him set the pace, relaxing as Shane’s body admitted him readily.

He held still for a few moments once he was inside, waiting for Shane to move against him before he let their bodies move together in a steadily increasing rhythm. He reached his right hand between them to caress Shane, matching the pace of his hand with the pace Shane set for them.

It was over all too soon. With a few last thrusts, Kian stumbled over the edge, and Shane fell after him moments later. They lay spent in each others arms for a few moments before Kian reached for the tissues and sat up to clean them both off. When he was done he looked at Shane, finding his soft hazel eyes gazing back at him.

“Do you have to go?” Kian asked, afraid off the answer.

“No.” Shane shook his head. “I’m all yours tonight.” He reached up to pull Kian down beside him. They crawled in under the covers, and Shane’s arms found their way around Kian’s body again, pulling him close. They lay in comfortable silence for a while.

“This was the best birthday present I’ve ever had.” Kian finally said.

Shane smiled and pulled him even closer, their bodies melting together as he nuzzled his face in Kian’s hair.

“I love you, always.” Kian nodded against his chest.

“And you know I love you too.”

With that they fell silent and drifted off to sleep together.