Sweetest Sin

Adrian leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss against Donna's hair when he got to where they were. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped her face. Then he kissed her forehead.

"It's okay Don." He murmured. "It's okay." At Donna's nod, Adrian gently pulled Oliver off her and into his arms. He kept crying. Adrian didn't stop him. He watched as Donna gently rubbed Oliver on the back and smiled at her, mouthing an 'I love you' to her. She mouthed it right back.

When Oliver eventually quieted down, he stepped back from Adrian and accepted the handkerchief he held his way. "Thanks."

"Feeling better?" Adrian murmured as he watched Oliver wiping his face.

"Much." Oliver croaked and turned to look down at Donna with eyes filled with tenderness. "Thank you Donna." He bent down and kissed her on the cheek. But before he straightened up, he whispered in her ear. "I promise to do my best. But if he gives me shit, I'm gonna kick his arse."

Donna burst into laughter despite herself. She laughed even harder when her eyes landed on Adrian's comically confused face. And when Oliver saw Adrian's expression too, he couldn't help but join in the laughter.

"Err...care to share the joke?" Adrian asked as they all started towards the house with Donna riding in their middle. And when they both answered, no at the same time, he growled and gave a mock scowl, making them laugh even harder.

And at that moment, Adrian couldn't help but feel he was the luckiest man on earth.

***

"See you on Saturday, Uncle Oliver." Josh, Adrian's nine year old son called out from the back seat of the chauffeur-driven car as he and his sister, Pearl, waved excitedly at Oliver.

"Can't wait." Oliver called back, waving till the car disappeared. And truly, he couldn't wait to see Adrian's kids again. He hadn't planned on going out with the kids that day. They'd shown up with their chauffeur out of the blue and asked him to go with then to get pizza.

They had been hanging out and having fun in the past two months since Oliver met Donna for the first time. At her insistence, he'd begun spending time with the kids whenever he was free. Oliver made it a point to make time for the kids, sometimes taking them with him to the office on Saturdays when he had work to do. The kids, especially Josh, enjoyed such days. They played different types of fun computer games which kids his age loved to do. Four year old Pearl was simply adorable but her interests laid in watching movies filled with princesses. That was not a problem for Oliver at all. The kids adored him and he'd grown so attached to them within that short time it actually surprised him.

Sometimes they went out with Adrian or simply hang out with Donna in their home. But they didn't hang out with Donna much since she seemed to be getting worse and worse. Even her left arm could no longer function as the paralysis had now moved up to her neck. Oliver hated seeing her so helpless because it always left him depressed. He'd grown to like Donna so much. She was just a beautiful soul and it pained him to watch her suffer. His respect for Adrian had multiplied a hundredfold since it finally dawned on him what Adrian had to go through every day. Though Adrian virtually spent all his time with Donna, they still managed to have some alone time once in a while. But it was obvious he wasn't himself. The only times he really let go was when they were making love. Oliver understood and tried as much as possible to give him what he wanted. Sometimes they would simply fuck each other desperately and wildly as if the world was coming to an end. Sometimes too they would make slow sweet love which always left them emotional. And other times they would just hold each other naked, without actually having sex, which was even more intimate. Oliver always allowed Adrian to determine how their encounters would go depending on his mood. He wanted to support Adrian in any way he could. Suddenly his whole world was centered around Adrian. Jason, his best friend and colleague, didn't mince words in telling Oliver just how dangerous he thought that was.

"I just don't want you to get hurt Olly." He'd said when Oliver had gone to his house one day to visit their new born baby. "When you give all your heart and soul to something, it's difficult to bounce back should anything go wrong. Be very careful just how deep you allow yourself to sink into all this Oliver."

"I'll be fine Jace." Oliver had responded. "I just want to be there for Adrian. He needs me and I love him."

"I understand that you want to be there for him. All I'm saying is that do not get in way over your head. 'Cause touch wood but should anything negative happen...and this is a complex relationship so anything can happen...you will crash hard bro. Just...be careful."

"I will. Thanks." Oliver had nodded, knowing that his friend only had his best interest at heart.

"I'm always here for you, you know that."

"I do."

Oliver understood why his arrangement with the Grahams would seem complex and even weird but he loved what he had with them. It almost felt as if he had a family and that was great. He shook his head in amusement as he entered his condo, a brilliant grin on his face. Those kids were just adorable. He shut his door and started stripping to go take a shower. Adrian was on his way to him and that was making him giddy with excitement. He hadn't seen him in a whole week and hadn't fucked him in almost three. Oliver was crazy horny. He wanted the man with every bone in his body. Though he made it a point to always allow Adrian to dictate the pace, Oliver planned on making what he wanted known subtly.

He took a quick shower, resisting the urge to jack off. His cock was semi-hard even as he entered his bedroom naked, still toweling his hair. He heard footsteps coming towards his bedroom and knew Adrian was in.

"Hey." Adrian greeted when he entered the room.

"Hey yourself." Oliver responded as he opened a drawer to take out boxes briefs. He couldn't suppress his gasp and the shiver of arousal that flashed within him when he felt Adrian's arms wrap around him from behind. "Adrian..."

Only his name, but the longing, pleading and sheer need with which it was mentioned couldn't be masked or overlooked. Adrian didn't say anything. He just acted...propelling Oliver toward the couch in the room, even as his hand reached for and began to stroke Oliver's hard leaking cock. When he got to the couch, he turned Oliver around and pushed him to sit down. Then he went down on his knees in front of Oliver, bent down and took him into his mouth, swallowing him to the root.

"Oh fuck. God, Adrian..." A cry of pure pleasure tore out of Oliver as he bucked uncontrollably into Adrian's hot mouth. "I'm so fucking horny for you, baby." He gasped.

Adrian's goal was to bring Oliver a quick relief. He bobbed his head fast, taking Oliver as deep into his throat as he could. Oliver had taught him well. He took his balls into his hand, gently squeezing and rolling them expertly. He loved the needy and erotic sounds falling out of Oliver's throat. Those sounds traveled up Adrian's spine and pooled down in his balls, making him rock hard inside his pants. He sucked hard.

"Jesus Adrian..." Oliver breathed, looking down to meet Adrian's hungry and determined gaze. He thought Adrian had never looked hotter. With his mouth filled with his cock, tongue sliding and flicking against his blood-darkened head, and his hungry eyes looking up at him, Adrian looked so insanely sexy a porn star would envy him. "Fuck..." He gasped.

Oliver felt as if he was drowning in sensation. Adrian's mouth on him felt so damn good. He threw his head back in rapturous pleasure as his fingers tightened inside Adrian's hair. And when he felt Adrian swallow around his cock, he gave a strangled cry and started coming, shooting deep into Adrian's mouth, filling that wicked mouth with thick hot cum which was so much some leaked out.

"Oh my God..." Oliver gasped shakily. It was so fucking good. There was nothing like Adrian's mouth. The only thing better was Adrian's cock buried deep in his arse, and that was what he wanted next.

Adrian kept sucking until Oliver was a shaking mess, his toes curling almost painfully with sensory overload. His skin tingled and he trembled, unable to stop the soft whimpers that tore out of his throat.

"Adrian..." He breathed shakily as he gently pushed Adrian's mouth off his cock.

Adrian stood up and drew Oliver out of the seat. Then he sat down and pulled Oliver down to straddle his lap. Oliver coiled his arms around Adrian's neck and leaned his head down to lick at the cum which was at the side of his mouth. Then he took Adrian's mouth in the most passionate kiss, loving his flavour on Adrian's tongue. As they kissed, Oliver grinded on Adrian, feeling his hardness beneath his arse. He wanted that cock deep inside him.

"Want you..." Oliver moaned against Adrian's swollen lips. "Want to feel you inside me." Fuck subtleness. His hands were already moving down between them to Adrian's belt buckle. "Please." He whimpered.

"Hmmm?" Adrian leaned forward and started sucking up a mark on Oliver's neck. "I never would have guessed." He murmured teasingly, moving up to swirl the very tip of his tongue against the outer shell of Oliver's ear.

Oliver's eyes rolled back as he moaned. "Shit... Adrian, come on..." He groaned and then abruptly moved off Adrian's lap to kneel at his feet.

With determination he reached up and unzipped Adrian. Then he started pulling down his pants together with his boxer briefs, smirking when Adrian raised his butt to help him. Then he was freeing that beautiful, savagely hard cock. Wild horses couldn't have stopped Oliver from taking that cock into his mouth.

"Fuck." Adrian growled, his hips thrusting up uncontrollably as Oliver's moist lips flowed over the velvety, mushroomed head. He watched through heavy-lidded eyes as Oliver licked the little tear-shaped slit at the tip of his cock, from which dripped pre-cum. "You're driving me insane, babe."

But Oliver's aim wasn't to suck him off though he loved the feel of Adrian's cock in his mouth. He always had. This time, his aim was to get Adrian slick and that was exactly what he did. Oliver moved off the now very wet cock and went back to straddling Adrian, his knees on either side of Adrian's thighs.

"Baby we need lu...Oh fuuuuck." Adrian lost his train of thought when Oliver slid all the way down his cock. "Christ, you feel so fucking good." He groaned as his eyes fluttered close. That arse was so fucking tight and glorious Adrian knew he wasn't going to last. But then almost immediately his eyes shot open when realization hit him. Oliver had already been lubed up. "You..." Again Adrian lost his train of thought when he focused on Oliver's ecstasy-ravaged face. His lovely green eyes were dilated and glazed with utter pleasure, his kiss-swollen lips slightly parted, face flushed... Adrian had never seen a sexier Oliver. "Damn, you're so fucking hot, Olly. So sexy and beautiful." Adrian whispered, almost as if the moment was sacred and needed to be kept as such.

Oliver licked his lips, his breath coming out harshly. "I've missed this so much." His voice was barely above a whisper. "God, you feel so fucking good Adrian." He filled him like none other, searing him from the inside, giving him so much pleasure he felt goose bumps flash across his skin. "Fuck." Oliver slowly lifted off Adrian and slammed back down with a husky gasp. "Oh my God, I need to touch you Adrian." He breathed as his fingers began to quickly unbutton Adrian's shirt.

After undoing two buttons, Oliver impatiently and forcefully pulled the shirt apart, not caring at all that buttons were flying everywhere. He needed to touch Adrian and some buttons were sure as fuck not going to stand in his way. And even as he bounced wantonly on Adrian, he pulled the ruined shirt off with Adrian's help. Then he quickly pulled off Adrian's undershirt and dipped his head to latch onto a taut nipple.

"Fuck!" Adrian gasped, almost crawling out of his skin when Oliver started working that nipple. Whatever Oliver was doing to that pebbled flesh felt so heavenly, exquisite sensations slammed into Adrian, sending him directly to the edge. He felt his balls draw up. Adrian knew he was about to blow but he wasn't ready to end it. "Shit...shit...stop moving Olly." He growled as his hands went to Oliver's arse to hold him still. "Oh fuck...kiss me baby." To stop himself from tumbling off the edge, Adrian needed Oliver's mouth off his nipple. And he knew the only way he could get him off was to ask for a kiss.

"I need to move." Oliver whimpered, sitting upright to take Adrian's mouth as had been requested. But then the change in angle caused Adrian's cock to graze that walnut-sized gland inside him that emanated so much pleasure, causing him to groan into the kiss. He was rock hard and dripping with precum.

With his dripping cock trapped between them, Oliver rode Adrian hard. From his position, he controlled the fuck, knowing the perfect angle to get that sweet gland inside him, nailed. The stimulation to that pleasure button, and the friction between the hair on Adrian's torso and the sensitive underside of his cock was so exquisite Oliver lost control. Grabbing both of Adrian's hands off his arse cheeks, he entwined his fingers with his and brought their linked hands to the sides of Adrian's head. Then with an erotic cry, he began to gyrate on Adrian. Oliver set a brutal pace, his hips moving fast as he rode Adrian, his head thrown back in ecstatic abandon, his cries growing louder and louder with each thrust.

"So good...Oh God, yes." Oliver was delirious with pleasure. When he felt his orgasm right there beneath the surface, he began to move almost frenziedly, desperate for that euphoric release.

"Fuck Olly..."Adrian breathed in awe as he looked at Oliver. He thought he looked totally hot and absolutely stunning. The man was the definition of sex, Adrian thought awed. Oliver was the reason the word was invented.

Adrian felt he could watch Oliver that way for the rest of his life and not get bored. He burned that image into his memory, wishing he had the talent to paint. He would have captured the way Oliver looked right then and framed it. He was simply breathtaking and Adrian knew he was the luckiest man on earth to have the attentions of such a wonderful and beautiful person.

"Oh shit." Adrian gasped when he felt Oliver suddenly tighten up on him. Sensations slammed into him as his eyes fluttered closed despite his attempts to keep them open. He didn't know what hit him.

Adrian cried out his pleasure as a powerful orgasm slammed into him without warning. One moment he was thinking about how hot Oliver looked and the next, he was filling his channel with his hot cum. And even as he writhed against Oliver in utter bliss, he felt Oliver release his hands, cup his face and crash his mouth against his. Then Oliver started convulsing rhythmically against him, spilling his hot essence between them, the exquisite contractions of his arse muscles on Adrian's cock totally blowing Adrian's mind. Adrian wrapped his arms tightly around Oliver, kissing him back and drinking in his lustful cries even as they writhed against each other, both floating on glorious pleasure.

They held each other in a strangling embrace, kissing and nipping languidly till their breathing returned to normal. And for long moments, they just held each other, with Oliver's face hidden against Adrian's neck.

"Good?" Adrian asked softly, smiling when Oliver nodded against him.

"Needed that. Thanks." Oliver murmured, kissing Adrian lightly on the neck.

"I missed you." Adrian said softly. "So damn much."

"How are you?" Oliver asked and then promptly winced when he felt an intense shudder pass through Adrian. He wished he could tell him all would be well but he just couldn't. Not with what they both knew was coming.

"Hanging in there." Adrian muttered shakily, causing Oliver's chest to tighten with such physical pain he gasped.

With a sound between a groan and a moan, Oliver cupped the sides of Adrian's face, locked eyes with him and then did what he'd vowed to himself not to do...

"I love you, Adrian." He whispered with so much emotion. He couldn't have stopped himself from blurting those words even if a gun had been held to his head. "Every time I think it's impossible to love you more, I do. Every-fucking-day." His voice shook. "I love the way you make me feel. The way you take me...ravage me...I just..." He shook his head in wonderment. "It's indescribable Adrian. I love you more than life itself. I just thought you should know."

Adrian tightened his arms around Oliver. "Fuck!" He already knew how Oliver felt about him. He would be a fool not to know. But it still shook him to the very core, hearing those words coming from Oliver. Hearing those words also loosened something within him, making him almost light-headed. Adrian wasn't surprised when he felt the moisture on his cheeks. And when he felt Oliver kissing away his tears, they came even faster. "I know baby." Adrian breathed shakily. "I know."

***

Two weeks after Oliver declared his love for Adrian, Donna passed. It was peaceful and in the presence of Adrian and her doctor, Elise. Adrian was lying beside her in bed, holding her so close he could feel when she took her last breath. He started sobbing. The sounds tearing out of him were so gut-wrenchingly pitiful Elise decided to give him his privacy and left the room.

Adrian shocked himself. He thought he would take it well as he'd known what was coming for a while. But it still hurt. He couldn't believe Donna was actually gone. And the fact that she had to suffer for such a long time made the sadness within even worse. Twenty-two was too young an age to have something such as what happened, to befall Donna. It just wasn't fair. Adrian cried like he'd never cried before. When Elise came back in after an hour, Adrian was still sobbing.

"Adrian, we have to take her away." She said softy. Her own red eyes betrayed the fact that she'd had her share of tears. She'd been Donna's doctor for years. It was only to be expected.

"Elise please..." Adrian sobbed. "Gi...give me..."

"I'll come back later." Elise gave him another thirty minutes.

Eventually Adrian quieted down, pressed a kiss to Donna's forehead and got out of the bed to enable the body to be taken out.

A private burial ceremony was held for Donna. Adrian, their two children, his mother, Donna's parents and her brother, and then Elise and Donna's two nurses were the only people in attendance. Adrian didn't invite Oliver. He hadn't spoken to him since the death. Oliver had tried to reach out by calling and sending messages but Adrian neither picked his calls nor answered to the messages. Besides the fact that he felt he had to show Donna some respect so soon after her death by not being with his lover, Adrian just didn't feel like talking to Oliver. Josh and Pearl had asked on different occasions that they wanted to go visit Oliver but Adrian had stopped them, telling them he would let them know when it was okay to go visit.

Just as Donna had predicted, Adrian had totally drawn away from Oliver.

***

"Adrian please. Call me back. I miss you." Oliver cut the line and sat back in his chair. He'd lost count of the number of times he'd left messages on Adrian's phone.

It had been six weeks since Donna's death and eight weeks since he'd last laid eyes on Adrian. To say he was hurt when Adrian had not invited him to the burial ceremony would be an understatement. But Oliver understood. After all, he wasn't family. But what hurt even more was Adrian's silence. Oliver had made an effort by going to the hospital but had been told Dr. Graham was on leave. He'd gone to the house but had been told at the gate that Adrian was not accepting visitors. He'd insisted and told the security personnel that they should tell Adrian it was him. And it had been even more humiliating when they'd told him that Dr. Graham said he would get in touch with him later. Oliver had been devastated.