Author's Note : Well... this is it. The final chapter of "Catch my heart..." It took me almost a year and a half to complete it, and many, many more chapter than I had initially planned. I've thoroughly enjoyed writing this, the angst, the heartache, the joy, the love, and ... also the... err... well, you know what :p.
Thank you to everybody who has been supporting me throughout this adventure. Those who reviewed, those who commented on DS, those who put my story on story alert, or favourited it... Thank you all from the bottom of my heart. I keep saying it, and it sounds cheesy I know, but it does mean a great deal.

I'm dedicating this last chapter to all my wonderful friends on WFCTGIO. You are the ones that have encouraged me to post the first chapter, and stuck by me until the last. Thank you, and you're the best bunch of online friends anyone could wish for! This chapter should hopefully cheer you up at this time of doom and gloom in Chryedland... ;-) No better medicine than... well... you'll see ;-) (it's M-rated for a reason...)
Enjoy!

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CHAPTER 31

Isn't it amazing, Christian thought.
To simply sit here, arms wrapped around each other, hands entwined, not say a single word, and feel nothing but complete and utter happiness.
He'd never imagined it would happen to him.

"I'm so happy" Syed murmured, his voice barely a breath, and Christian had to smile at their connection of thought. He squeezed Syed reassuringly, showing, without words, that he felt exactly the same.
"Eventful day" Syed said with a sigh, pulling Christian's arms closer around him, as he settled comfortably against his chest.
"Hmm…" Christian agreed. "A good day though…"
"Yeah…it was"
Again they fell quiet, their thoughts going back to the events of the last few hours.

Syed stirred.
"Sorry I didn't get you that reward though" he said, pressing a kiss on Christian's hands. There was a hint of tease in his voice, and that didn't go unnoticed by Christian. He leaned back to look at Syed's face. "What reward?"
"Oh good, you forgot" Syed smiled. "No problem then"
"What reward?" Christian repeated with a suspicious frown.
"It's nothing, Christian... You forgot. I forgot. Let's… forget it…" Knowing full well that this reply would only serve to wind Christian up further, Syed didn't even attempt to stifle the giggle in his throat.
"Sy…." Christian sounded dangerously calm. "Are you going to tell me? Or do you want me to tickle it out of you ?" His fingertips already teasingly fluttered across the sensitive skin of Syed's upper arms, and the other man squirmed under his touch.
"No!" he gasped, batting Christian's hands away. "Okay, okay… I'll tell you…! Stop it!"
He made a vain attempt to keep a straight face. "I said…" he chuckled... "Well... I said... that if you were a good boy today... I'd reward you... with … errr... "
"... with a special work-out... " Christian remembered.
"Exactly" Syed grinned.
"And... have I been a good boy?"
"Yeah" Syed reached up and nudged his chin playfully "Definitely. A very good boy"
"So where's my reward then?" Christian pouted.
"I told you, Christian… with everything going on, I haven't had a chance to sort it…"
"Other stuff to deal with" Christian nodded sympathetically.
"Yeah…Important stuff" Syed acknowledged.
That was true, Christian knew. He tightened his hug "Absolutely" he agreed, gently nuzzling his nose against the warm skin of his neck. Syed sighed his approval, and Christian smiled. "But everything's all right now, sweetheart.. yeah?" he whispered against his ear.
"Everything's just perfect…" Syed purred.
"So..…" Christian's warm breath sent shivers down Syed's spine. "I do understand that you didn't have the time to... prepare something… epic… for me, darling … But... errr..."
"But what?"
"Having been such a good boy today… I still really, really, really... would like to have that reward… Now, please"
"But Christian, I haven't pre- !"
"Then improvise!" Christian interrupted Syed's protests.
"Improvise?"
"Yeah…improvise." Christian's hand slipped under Syed's chin and turned his face towards him. "Like this" he mumbled, and without any further ceremony he plunged their lips together. The kiss took Syed by surprise, and when their lips finally parted he gasped for air. He felt a flash of heat ripple through him when he saw the pure lust shining in Christian's eyes. A little idea was forming in his head, and before he could think about it further, before he could consider changing his mind, he disentangled himself from Christian's arms, and started to get up.
"Oy!" Christian protested, holding on to him "Where do you think you're going?"
Syed grinned and backed away from him with a seductive gleam in his eyes.
"I'm improvising" he said. "Just stay there, Christian. Relax. And watch..."

He took a deep breath. Then, locking his eyes with Christian's, his fingers moved to the top button of his shirt, and slowly slipped it out of its hole. Just a hint of chest hair showed where the shirt parted slightly, and Christian swallowed hard. Syed's fingers moved down, unfastening one button after the next. When he got it open all the way, he very, very slowly started to ease the shirt off his shoulders, revealing himself, bit by bit, to Christian's gaze.

Christian sucked in a steadying breath as he watched Syed's nudity slowly unfold to him. The curve of Syed's smooth shoulders, that soft golden skin as it gleamed in the street light filtering through the window behind him... He felt like he had to concentrate just to be able to breathe. He clenched his fists tightly, trying to control himself.

Syed's lips curved in a devilish grin when he saw Christian's reaction. He let the shirt slide off further, inch by inch, until finally, it slipped off his arms completely and dropped in a pool at his feet.
"Sy..." Christian groaned.
"What?" Syed teased, "Like what you see?" Christian silently nodded like a school boy who'd been offered a treat. Syed grinned and started to run his hands sensuously down his chest. Christian watched intently, his heart thumping, his eyes glued to Syed's hands. Hungrily, he followed their trail as they travelled downward to Syed's bellybutton, then further down to the waistband of his jeans, where they idly hovered over his belt buckle. As if in a trance, Christian started to get up. He wanted to touch him, hold him, take him... but before he could even take the first step, Syed put his hand up.

"Don't," he said "I want you... to stay right there, Christian. On the bed. Until I'm done"
With a sigh, Christian reluctantly lowered himself back on the edge of the bed. Every nerve in his body was itching to touch Syed, he couldn't wait. But the undisguised promise in Syed's eyes told him unambiguously that the wait would be worth it.

His eyes not leaving Christian's for a second, Syed slipped out of his shoes, and unbuckled his belt. Biting his lip in that infinitely sexy way of his, he slowly drew out the leather, pulling it free from its loops, and dropped it on the floor. Christian swallowed audibly, his mouth suddenly dry. It was a reaction Syed seemed pleased with, because without further ado he undid the top button of his jeans, unzipped them and slid them down slowly over his hips. They dropped to the floor, and Syed stood before Christian in all his beauty, only his tight black boxers left to vainly conceal his excitement.

Christian just stared, spellbound, as Syed stood there before him, his face a mixture of bliss and unabated lust.
His Sy. Sexy as hell.
"Sy. Come here." he whispered hoarsely. "Let me touch you. Please."
He realized that his hand trembled as he reached out. With hooded eyes, Syed approached the bed and put his palms on Christian's chest. Christian closed his eyes in breathless anticipation. But instead of pulling him in, Syed pushed him away to lie down.

"No," he said matter-of-factly, "you are going to stay right there and watch me"
A little unsteady on his feet, the swell of his cock clearly visible beneath his boxers, he stood back. Firmly in control now, he watched as Christian, breathing hard, propped himself up on his elbows and looked him over with rapt interest.

Not giving in an inch to Christian's impatience, instead feeling the need to tease him even more, Syed turned his back to him. He paused, as if to gather up his courage, then tucked his thumbs underneath the waistband of his boxers, and, almost casually, began to ease them down. A low growl of approval escaped Christian's lips as he watched the fabric being moved downward, revealing Syed's beautiful smooth cheeks. Dropping his boxers to his feet, Syed looked over his shoulder. A coy smile played across his face when he saw the hunger and the need blaze in Christian's eyes. He straightened up, and slowly turned around.

Completely on display now, exposed to Christian's admiring stare, he felt more vulnerable than he could remember having felt before.
And yet.
It suddenly occurred to him how unencumbered, how unselfconscious he felt, standing here naked in front of Christian. This confidence and pride in his own body was something totally new to him. He realised again how much he had changed since he fell in love with this awesome man.

Christian thought that he would die from the sheer frustration of not being able to touch him. The object of all his desires stood before him, naked, confident and beautiful. He was perfection - from his gleaming brown eyes to his straining arousal.
Again, he reached out.
"Sy, please… come here... don't do this to me …"

There was a heat in Christian's eyes that made Syed feel more special than he'd ever felt before. Enjoying the sensations he was clearly evoking in him, he started to move towards the bed. Blushing slightly, but his eyes unwavering from Christian's, he reached down to wrap his hand around his own cock, and started to move it slowly up and down its length.
"Watch" he said again. His voice was hoarse. Barely a whisper.

Christian was speechless. Never had Syed looked more confident, more sexy, more proud. He felt his own trousers becoming impossibly tight, his hardness pressing against the fabric, aching for release. Almost absent-mindedly, he began to rub himself through the material while watching Syed pleasuring himself.
"Sy..." he breathed. "You're so beautiful … I want …"
"You want what, Christian?" Syed breathed "Tell me what you want..." Revelling in Christian's stares, he felt fearless. His cock was slick and hard in his hand and when he tensed his fingers around it, tremors of anticipation raced through him.
"Everything. Sy, please... come to me, now … I need to feel you … hold you … love you."

Finally, shaking with his own need, Syed knelt on the bed. He pushed Christian down and crawled up his body. Crouching over him, he entwined their fingers together, and with a strength he hardly knew he possessed, he lifted Christian's hands over his head, effectively pinning him down. Pressing their chests together, he leaned in and started to kiss his way into Christian's mouth, savouring it, caressing their tongues together, smoothly, thoroughly and unhurried. Christian moaned under his kiss, and arched his back. His cock, still imprisoned in his trousers itched and strained with anticipation, as he felt it rub it against Syed's.

When they broke the kiss, they just stared at each other for a long time, breathing hard. Like always, even in the throes of passion, they were able to say everything they needed to say without speaking.
"So... do you like your reward so far then?" Syed finally teased.
Christian looked up at him, drinking in that magnificent sight, and was lost for words. Syed looked absolutely beautiful, passion and love etched on his face. It was almost too much to bear. "Oh... yeah" he breathed.
Syed smiled at that admission. "Good..." He travelled his eyes down Christian's body. "But... if I may say so... you have... waaa-y too many clothes on"
Christian chuckled "Tell me about it... but.. that's easily sorted... !" His hands already on the buttons of his shirt, he started to sit up. Syed stopped him.
"No," he said, pushing Christian down again, "let me"

Pulling himself up, Syed straddled him, his knees on the outsides of Christian's strong thighs. Playfully he tugged at the hem of his shirt to free it from his jeans, then slipped his cool hands underneath, slowly trailing them up his stomach and his chest. His touch sent shivers all the way down to Christian's groin. He closed his eyes and sighed blissfully. Syed started to fiddle with the buttons, unfastening one at a time, stroking and kissing each newly exposed patch of skin as it was revealed. When the shirt was completely open, he struggled to get it off. But Christian didn't want to waste any more time. He sat up and in one swift move, he ripped it off and tossed it away. Syed was already concentrating his efforts on Christian's belt. Unbuckling it, he pulled it hurriedly through the loops, then dropped it down next to the shirt on the floor. He slowed down again and started undoing the buttons of Christian's trousers, one at a time. Christian squirmed under his touch, restlessly enduring the sweet agony for as long as he could. When he couldn't stand it any longer, he impatiently brushed Syed's hands away and started to fumble with the last few buttons himself, straining to release himself from the constraints of his jeans.

Syed sat back and laughed softly, waiting for him to finish. Christian grinned back and raised his hips, allowing Syed to tug his jeans down over his hips and slide them off, dragging his boxers with them. Syed couldn't resist trailing his fingertips lightly down the other man's legs as he did so. He sat back to admire his naked lover. Christian's hair was in disarray, his eyes shone with expectation and lust, and his erection lay firm against his stomach. Syed moved up, leaning in, until their eyes were at a level again.
"Close your eyes, darling," he instructed softly, just loud enough for him to hear. Christian fought with the desire to keep them open. He never wanted this sexy, wild Syed to disappear from his gaze. But in the end he bent to his wishes.
"Lie still," Syed muttered.
He began to kiss Christian's neck, across his collarbone and down his chest, teasing his nipples with his tongue. Drawing a gasp from Christian's lips, he slowly worked his way down, planting kisses along the strong stomach muscles. He kissed, and nibbled and sucked right to where Christian's erect cock twitched in desperate anticipation. Gently Syed took hold of it, held it in his hand, loving the heat and the weight of it, and softly stroked it until it strained even more in his grasp.
"Sy," Christian hissed. " ahh... that... that's so good..." He pushed his hips upward.

It took Syed's every effort to pull back. It was getting harder by the second to control his desire. But he had no intention of rushing this. He leaned forward, and pressed his body completely flush against Christian's, until they touched from head to toe. A shiver rippled through them both as they lay together, skin to skin.
"Do you feel me, Christian?" Syed breathed against his ear. "Do you feel my body touching you all over?"
"I feel you" With a sigh Christian fluttered his eyes open. Feeling the overwhelming need to touch him, he ran his hands over Syed's bare back.
"It's yours," Syed whispered huskily. "I'm all yours, Christian" He shuddered under Christian's gentle hands.
"So... What do you intend to do with me?" he whispered.
Christian didn't reply.
"Lost your tongue, have you...?" Syed teased. "Come on... Tell me, Christian. What do you want?"

With a pensive look on his face, Christian tilted Syed's head so that he could see his eyes.
"Everything," he said quietly, delicately stroking one finger down his jawline. He lifted himself up and lightly pressed their lips together. "I want you..."
He hesitated only for a second. His voice was low. "... inside me..."

Syed pulled back a fraction, a sudden anxiety shining in his eyes "Wha...?" he breathed.
Christian looked at him lovingly. "I said, I'd love to have you inside me, Sy" he repeated.
"But..." Syed swallowed "we never... it's always.. I thought..."
"What did you think, luv?"
"I thought you … just... that you... liked being... top" Syed said, feeling a blush of embarrassment creeping over his face.
"I do. I like both" Christian smiled.
"But... But you never said..."
"I know. I waited for you... I wanted you to be ready" He caressed the frown from Syed's forehead "But it's okay if you're not, Sy. If you're not comfortable with it... we really don't have to... It's just... " He tried to find the words "I really want you to know how it's like... to be inside the person you love... to be connected so completely, to be part of each other and...to know you belong together. It's a feeling that can never be trumped by anything, Sy... The warmth, the connection, the intimacy... There is absolutely nothing that can match it."
The intensity in his voice was almost hypnotizing to Syed. He couldn't look away. "I... I don't know." he breathed. He'd always been so used to Christian taking control... and now... He had to admit, he had thought about it... of course he had... but he'd been too shy to mention it. And in the end, he'd always trusted in Christian to take the lead.
"What...what if I hurt you?" he asked, his voice quivering.
Christian put a finger on his lips.
"You won't. Trust me. Just let love do its magic." he said, then kissed him. "It's going to be all right, darling. Don't be afraid."
"I... I'm not afraid, Christian... It's just... I've never…you know... I've never..."
"Never...?"
"No... ! I mean... yes... once... well, twice I guess... but...I... I didn't... it wasn't..." Syed felt the heat of his blush sweep over his face at the memory. "It wasn't... nice" he croaked.
"That's only because... it wasn't with the right person..." Christian whispered, framing his face in his hands. "This is you and me, Sy... this is right... And it will be beautiful." Seeing the hesitation in Syed's eyes, he hurried on to reassure him "But if you're not ready, darling... we can wait. We don't have to... "

Christian thanked himself silently for sounding so calm. He was trying to act as if this wasn't a big deal, but it was. There was nothing he wanted more. He was desperate to feel Syed inside him at last, to feel himself tightening around him... And he knew that as soon as Syed would experience that feeling, all of his nerves would be gone too. He'd love it. Christian was sure of it.
Syed's heart fluttered nervously, but looking down into those loving, patient eyes, something inside him gave way. How he adored this man. He trusted him – he would trust him with his life. And he wanted to feel what Christian described. Know what it was like. He really did.
Reaching his decision, he took a deep breath.
"I want to," he said "I'm ready."
"You sure?"
"Yeah... I'm sure..." but his voice wavered slightly.
"Don't be nervous, my love, I'll talk you through it." Syed nodded gravely, and Christian soothingly touched his flushed face. "We're going to do this one step at a time... okay?" he whispered. "And...if at any time you want to stop... you just say so, yeah...?" Syed nodded again, this time more confident, and he leaned in. Their lips locked in a kiss that was full of promise. It made Syed forget all his fears and doubts.

When their mouths parted, Christian looked up in Syed's sparkling dark eyes, and shivered, realizing how badly he wanted this. He took one of Syed's hands in his and squeezed it. "Prepare me?" he asked in a husky voice. "Please?" Not breaking eye contact, he took Syed's slender fingers in his mouth, and sucked them in deeply. Syed's eyes widened. Christian's lips around his fingertips shot a ripple of pleasure all the way down to his groin. "Yeah," he breathed. This he could do. This was still in his comfort zone. Though they hadn't done it often, it wasn't the first time they had experimented with this. He knew what to do.

Withdrawing his now wet fingers from Christian's mouth, he reached down and slowly eased a finger inside. Christian gasped at the sudden intrusion, but his legs slid apart instinctively and soon he relaxed under Syed's ministrations. Syed knew he must be doing something right, because Christian was smiling at him, looking as happy and as turned on as he was feeling himself. His moans and sighs spurred Syed on and gave him confidence. He relaxed slightly. Everything felt right, and good, and…

"Another..." Christian choked. Syed bent down to kiss him again. As he did, he inserted a second finger, stretching the muscle further. Christian moaned into Syed's mouth as he felt his fingers moving in and out, teasing and stroking against him. When he felt them brush against his most sensitive spot, a tremor of pleasure moved through Christian's body. His breath hitched, and he broke the kiss for a moment. But he'd hardly even exhaled, before Syed's lips claimed his again.
Christian's cock twitched desperately under the onslaught of sensations, and instinctively he reached down to touch himself. Syed smiled at that, and encouraged by Christian's obvious enjoyment, he pushed a third finger inside. Christian's whole body tightened and shook. Not being able to stand it much longer, he let out a low groan.
"Sy..." he begged. "Please."
"Soon," Syed promised, his fingers pressing, stroking and stretching "I need to prepare you."
Christian shook his head. "I am ready. I'm more than ready... Please Sy... now," he moaned. "Please…" He knew he sounded helpless and needy but he couldn't help it, and he didn't care.

After a few more deliberate strokes, Syed reluctantly withdrew his fingers. Christian whimpered slightly at the loss of contact, but he knew things were about to get even better. Much, much better. Trying to steady his nerves, Syed knelt down between his thighs. Christian could tell that he was still hesitating, and he reassuringly wrapped his arms around his back. "It's okay… Please, Sy. I want you. Please."

Finally he felt Syed's tip pressing against him. "Ready?" Syed breathed, and nervously reached out to take of Christian's hand in his, linking their fingers together. Christian nodded encouragingly. Their eyes locked and Syed pressed forward and slowly eased into the tight heat of Christian's body. Christian made a small sound of discomfort, and shut his eyes tightly. Syed stopped immediately.
"Are you all right?" he asked anxiously.
"Yes... yes... keep going," Christian breathed out "Don't stop". He moved his hips, so that Syed was able to slide into him more easily.
Cautiously inching forward, he slowly sank deeper into unfamiliar territory. The heat and tightness that surrounded him was unbelievable. The pressure was intense, and Syed needed to concentrate on his breathing to regain some form of control over his own body. The feeling was so powerful he thought he would come right there and then. It took him every ounce of willpower and concentration not to.

When he was inside to the hilt, he paused and leaned his forehead against Christian's, giving them both a chance to adjust to the feeling.
"So … good…" he panted, "you're so... tight..."
Christian allowed himself to release the breath he hadn't even been aware he'd been holding. "Yeah..." he moaned. "Oh Sy... You feel amazing... "

He moved his hands lightly up an down Syed's back and felt him quiver, felt his soft skin tingle underneath his fingertips. Tipping his hips a little more, he felt Syed slip even deeper inside him. The sensation caused him to gasp again. He couldn't keep still anymore. "I need you to move, Sy... Please... Move... this is killing me..."
"Help me" Syed whispered. Christian put his hands around Syed's waist to help guide his body's movements. And with that, Syed found his confidence. Withdrawing almost completely before pushing back in, he felt Christian's body relax against his. They soon found a steady rhythm that pleased them both, and bit by bit, at Christian's encouragement, Syed began to speed up his strokes. As their bodies steadily rocked harder against the other, their hands found each other again on the pillow near Christian's head, their fingers threaded together, holding on tightly.

"Chris-ti-an…" Syed whimpered, his head falling forward onto Christian's shoulder as they moved together.
"Sy... you feel so good..." Christian groaned through clenched teeth.

Somewhere in his fogged subconscious, Syed felt Christian disentangle a hand to reach down between them and touch himself again. As his hand instinctively closed around his cock, Syed covered it with his own, and entwining their fingers again, they began stroking Christian's erection together, in time with Syed's thrusts.

Syed loved the moans of pleasure Christian was emitting. They only turned him on more. Christian hadn't been wrong. There really wasn't anything better than this. His whole body felt as though an electrical charge was coursing through it, every single one of his nerve endings felt more alive, more sensitive than they ever had before. Ripples of ecstasy raced through him when he felt Christian's inner muscles contract around his aching cock. He could feel himself reaching the edge already.
"Christian...I'm so close," he panted.
Desperate to prolong the pleasure, he clenched his eyes shut, trying to hold back.
"Let it happen," Christian growled softly into his ear.

And Syed gave in, surrendered to the sensation. Arching his back, he threw back his head and released deep inside Christian. He was trembling over his entire body, and his screams of joy bounced off the walls. It was the most intense orgasm he had ever experienced. As his body shuddered again and again, he clutched Christian's hands firmly, moaning his name over and over... Enraptured, Christian gazed at his beautiful boyfriend trembling above him. His heart skipped a beat. He loved watching Syed come. His complete abandonment was a thing of beauty. It was too much. Suddenly he was coming too. A flush of heat raced through him, and for a moment, he couldn't see, couldn't think, all he felt were the stars exploding in his body.

Exhausted, Syed fell forward and collapsed onto his chest. Christian wrapped his arms around him, and slowly rolled them onto their sides, relishing in the feeling of Syed still inside him. They were both panting heavily, holding onto the other with every bit of strength they had left. Christian nuzzled Syed's neck "Don't pull back," he whispered in his ear. "Just let it slip out"
They waited breathlessly. Syed made a little mewling sound when his softened cock finally, reluctantly, slid out of Christian. A long moment stretched between them, where everything was still.

Fighting his way back from oblivion with an effort, Syed forced his eyes open, and managed a shaky smile. "Wow," he breathed.
Christian chuckled a little "Back to your eloquent self, I see" he said, combing his hands through Syed's tousled hair.
"Oy!" Syed laughed, and thumped him lovingly "You weren't so talkative yourself a minute ago, mister...!" He laid his head on Christian's chest. "You okay?" he murmured.
"I'm feeling wonderful." Christian chuckled softly, "Tired … and a little sore but..."
Alarmed, Syed raised his head. "Did I hurt you?" he asked worriedly.
"No! No, Sy! You didn't... you were amazing..." Christian reassured him. "It was beautiful, just like I knew it would be... " He smiled. "Besides... Sore is kind of nice."
Syed gave him a curious look. "How can soreness be nice?" he asked, unconvinced.
Christian drew a finger over Syed's jaw.
"Because it's you... And you know what if feels like too, that nice soreness... Don't you, Sy?"
A corner of Syed's mouth turned upward in a lopsided smile. "Yeah..." he admitted with a shy grin.
"I guess I don't have to ask if you enjoyed it, do I...?" Christian chuckled "You're looking rather pleased with yourself, I have to say... "
Syed looked at him with a naughty twinkle in his eyes "Well... I am... I just learnt a new trick, didn't I ?"
A bubble of laughter rose from Christian's throat."Oh did you now... ? A good one I hope..."
"Yeah, definitely..." Syed nodded "A brilliant one ... But... errr..."
"What...?"
"I think I'm going to need a bit of practice... "
Christian laughed out loud. "Oh that!... Well," he said, and pulled Syed in for another kiss, "I'm sure we can come to some sort of arrangement..."

Later, as they lay together in a tender embrace, shutting out the rest of the world around them, Christian soothingly ran his hand across the curve of Syed's back. The damp sweat that glistened on their bodies chilled them both, and he pulled up the sheet to cover them. Syed lay perfectly still, except for his hands, which curled and uncurled against Christian's chest, lightly tracing the swirls of hair there.
He looked up into Christian's startling green eyes. "I didn't know who I was before you came along" he admitted softly, "And now I do"
For some reason, this hit Christian hard. These few simple words seemed to be more intimate, so much more meaningful than any of the many 'I love yous' they had ever shared. He swallowed away the lump in his throat and tightened his arms around his beautiful lover.
"I love you, my darling. So, so much" he whispered.
"And I love you, Christian" Syed sighed, "Always will."

Lying here in Christian's arms, whispering sweet nothings to each other, Syed felt completely at peace. He heard Christian's breathing deepen and his heartbeat slow down, and knew he was drifting off to sleep. He sighed contentedly.

Isn't it amazing, he thought, as he gazed at Christian's sleeping face.
To simply lie here, wrapped around each other, bodies entwined, not a word spoken... and feel nothing but complete and utter happiness.
As he fluttered his eyes closed, and sleep overcame him, a final thought passed through his mind. He smiled.

He'd never imagined it would happen to him.

But it did.

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A/N So... done! Feeling a bit sad... end of an era, and all that...

I'd really be tremendously grateful if for this last chapter, you'd do me the honour of sending me a review. Don't worry if you don't know what to say... but if you liked this chapter, or another one, or even this fic in its entirety, I would be so happy if you could let me know. Even just saying what your favourite part was will help me with future attempts at fic... So thanks in advance.
Thank you again, everybody, for all the support. It's been great!

For those interested, this won't be my last multi-chapter Chryed fic... so watch this space ;-)