Time is such a fickle thing, sometimes dragging by while other times, it flies by with such a quick pace. That's what life is since Daime disappears from Aiden's life.

The constant nightmares of waking up in the middle of the night as Aiden sees Daime dying in his dreams or Daime is getting hurt, is a nightmare itself.

Aiden arouses to wake up as he feels something familiar laying beside him. He snuggles into it, thinking that maybe it is just another giant teddy bear that Primo keeps on buying for him.

Since the older is so busy in finding Daime somewhere up North Russia. After finding out about the plane crash, Aiden can only hope that Daime is alive and well.

He also hope that he will come back to Switzerland in one piece. Aiden pushes his head towards the object next to him when he suddenly feels vibration towards it.

"Why are you so sweet to me right now, babe? Did you miss me that much?"

Aiden's eyes shut open when he hears that voice. That familiar voice that he hasn't been hearing these past few days.

The older male shoots up away from the bed and looks at the man laying beside him. He stares at him longer to see that he is not dreaming at all.

"Aiden, baby. Are you okay? You look rather pale?"

Aiden can't believe it. Daime is here with him right now. Is his disappearance is just a dream? If it is, then he will be happy!

But something is wrong with this Daime. His smile does not reach his ears, and his eyes say something that Aiden can't decipher.

"Who are you?"

Daime laughs at Aiden's question as he moves towards him in a fast pace, grabbing Aiden's arm in the process and pulls Aiden towards him.

"What is wrong with you, babe? Why are you asking me such a question? Did you forgot about me already?"

Aiden looks at his sincere eyes. They are longing and been wanting Aiden for so long. His twisted mind smiles at him and hugs him.

Aiden straddles his legs until he is sitting onto Daime's lap and looks at the younger male.

"I just want to make sure that I am not dreaming and you are here."

Daime smiles and kisses Aiden on the lips. Oh, how much Aiden misses his kisses. It has been days since Daime goes away from home and Aiden can't stop dreaming his demise.

It has been days or even weeks since he last seen Daime's smile and hears his laughter. IF only Aiden knows that Daime has already been gone, he could have stop him or asked him where he will be going.

He caresses Daime's cheeks as he traces down his finger from his eyebrows down to his lips before kissing it sweetly and gently.

"I miss you so much. Where have you been?"

Daime gives Aiden a chuckle as his response as he leans forward to kiss him again.

"I've always been here, babe. You are not just looking at my way."

Aiden grumbles as he loops his arms around Daime's neck and kisses him roughly. Their lips clash in a fiery kiss. Aiden locks his arms around his neck and Daime is quick to settle his hands on Aiden's buns, giving it a light squeeze.

Hungry moans and groans fill the air around them, only to be swallowed by the other. Daime's hands raise to cradle his lover's face, his head tilting slightly in order to deepen the kiss by smoothly slipping his tongue between Aiden's lips.

Muddy-brown eyes flutter close, and a soft sigh escapes him, their tongues moving together languidly as their naked bodies press together. The warmth emanating from one another is so familiar and addicting, they can't get enough.

A series of open-mouthed kisses trail from one side of Aiden's neck to the other, each one lingering for a few fleeting seconds, heating his skin with ease. Daime's mouth always, always, drives him wild with lust, but his tongue is what was so sinfully skilled it easily eliciting a moan from deep in his throat, bringing him to cling to Daime's shoulder.

"Fuck, Master! My ear!"

Aiden breaths with a shudder as his lover's tongue slowly drags around the shell of his ear. The action caused a wave of goosebumps to spread out all over his body, hardening his nipples in the process.

Daime knows all of his weak spots by now, and he never hesitates to exploit them either. The younger male grins at his ear, gliding his tongue back along the shell in the opposite direction before flicking it across the lobe.

His hands wanders more freely as he sits back a bit. He loves the sight of his lover's slightly flushed cheeks and parted kiss-swollen lips.

He is always most attractive like this when he is overcome with desire. Daime feels that he can admire him forever, and he does so, not only with his eyes but with his hands as well.

"Stop teasing me and fuck me already!"

Daime almost rolls his eyes as how demanding Aiden is when it comes to him pleasuring him. It has always been this way.

Aiden is well behaved when Primo is around or when they both have sex with him. But he acts like a spoiled lover when it is just Daime. This is where the favoritism began.

Aiden's unfair treatment that Daime can only feel since Aiden only gives Primo that VIP experience that he never had.

Aiden shifts his hips slightly, chewing on his lower lip for a moment, showing his frustration before releasing it.

Seeing it go from the usual pale pink that colors his lips to a deep rose really compliments his fair skin. The sight made Daime licks his own lips, eyes locked on Aiden's. He looks absolutely ravenous; he wants to kiss him again—and Aiden knows it.

"Stop challenging me, Daime. Please."

It is not even as sincere as it is. Even in dreams, Aiden's favoritism is showing. Daime sighs as he moves downwards so Aiden can stop his whining and just enjoy Daime in his sleep.

"Of course, my lover."