Dallas, reimagined 3/4
As soon as the darkness enveloped them, Luke started talking.
"I was with someone for years that I was sexually incompatible with." Luke shifted in the bed, away from Reid, his touch being too much at that moment. "And the fucked up thing is that I didn't realize it until just now." Reid smiled into the dark at Luke cursing. He liked it. However, he no idea know how to respond to what Luke just revealed, so he stayed quiet. Luke sat up in the bed, the light from the window dimly illuminating him just enough so that Reid could see him with his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands. Reid wanted to touch Luke, pull him down against him, but instead he stayed still and waited for Luke to continue. Luke stayed silent for a few minutes, the only sound in the room the hum of the airconditioner, but then his head popped up, and he ran a hand through his hair. 'I mean, God, Reid.........that was so fucking good." Eff word number two. Luke ran his hands over his own arms, as if he was cold. "So good," he repeated. Reid put his hand tentatively against Luke's lower back as Luke continued to speak. "Four years. Four years, I was with him, and he never knew how to touch me...or what I needed.....but you.................." Reid could feel Luke trembling again. He sat up and massaged the back of Luke's neck gently and rested his forehead on his shoulder as Luke continued talking. "He never liked anal, only wanted it when he was really horny. And then it's like he was ashamed afterwards; he couldn't look at me; always went straight into the shower. He couldn't wait to wash my touch, my body off of him." Reid absent-mindedly ran a hand over his own stomach, which was still sticky with Luke's semen. "So, I'd lay there feeling dirty and a lot of times unsatified because, ya know, when he was done, we were both done...didn't matter to him if I'd gotten off or not. He never even knew that I'd finish myself off while he was in the shower washing his shame away." Luke shrugged Reid's touch off of him. "I don't know why I'm telling you this." Luke laid down next to Reid and covered his eyes, "It's okay if you want to run away. I'd probably do the same thing."
Reid sighed and rested his hand low on Luke's stomach, caressing the soft skin just above Luke's pubic line with his thumb. "Are you kidding me? I'm pretty sure you just told me that I'm the best sex you've ever had.........and you know how I live for being the best at everything, so even with your limited experience, this is validation. If it's okay with you, I'll stick around for some further affirmation of my killer sex moves." He kissed the side of Luke's head and then propped himself up on an elbow and looked down at Luke. Luke smiled up at him. "You're a weird guy, doc." Reid put his hand on Luke's forehead and traced his eyebrow lightly. "And just so you know, Mr. Snyder, you rocked my world too." He chuckled at how corny that sounded and kissed Luke gently, but when he pulled back, Reid's expression was serious. He nodded while looking into Luke's eyes, wanting Luke to know that he meant it.
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Luke's phone alarm went off at exactly 6:30 with a loud whistle. Reid startled awake. He reached across Luke and stretched to feel around on the night stand. When he found Luke's phone, he pushed at random buttons until the phone fell silent. He flopped back down on his pillow and rubbed his eyes. "I hate trains." The beginnings of the day flowed through the window and covered them both in a faint orange light. Reid looked at the man still sleeping beside him, his lips slightly parted and his hair everywhere, his eyes traveling back and forth behind his eyelids. Reid thought about the day ahead of him with its unknown outcome, sighed, and wished he could just stay here in bed with Luke instead. In bed with Luke Snyder. He smiled softly to himself. He shook his head in disbelief before running the tip of his middle finger along the cleft of Luke's chin, admiring the morning scruff that was there.
Luke stretched like a big cat and slowly opened his eyes. He stared at Reid for a second or two before smiling shyly and observing, "It wasn't a dream."
"Nope," Reid said, playing with a wild strand of hair on the side of Luke's head. "We did it."
Luke rolled face first into his pillow, which muffled his "Oh my God."
"Yup, that's pretty much what you were moaning last night," Reid said saucily, reaching below the covers and running his hand over Luke's firm ass.
Luke startled and sat up straight, pulling a pillow onto his lap.
"What?" Reid asked, his brow furrowed.
"Nothing...uh, nothing," Luke stammered. "It's just, this is a big day, and we need to get ready. We can't be late, and maybe we should go over your testimony one more time."
"We went over it ad nauseum all afternoon yesterday, and we don't have to leave here for over two hours. We have plenty of time," Reid replied, putting his hand on Luke's bare shoulder. Luke chuckled awkwardly and got out of bed, pulling the sheet around himself, and in the process, he left Reid completely uncovered on the bed. It had been fairly dark in the room the night before, just the flickering of the tv to light their union, and now Luke found himself staring at the body that had given him so much pleasure just a few hours ago. His ass twitched from the memory, and he could feel the soreness there.
"You're perfect," Luke observed, barely audible, unable to take his eyes off of the man in his bed.
Reid nodded. "Right? That's what I keep trying to tell everyone." He stood up and started walking toward Luke, his half hard dick bobbing up and down. "I'm glad you're on board with the truth," Reid said, smiling and trying to catch Luke's eyes. When Luke finally looked at him, he thumbed Luke's chin. "I'm kidding, Mr. Snyder."
Reid's touch caused a ripple of electricity to move through Luke's body, and and it brought with it a slight return of the boldness Luke had felt the night before as he had shamelessly explored Reid's terrain. "No, you're not," Luke teased.
Reid smiled and slapped Luke's hip as a visible shiver traveled through him. "I gotta pee."
Luke watched Reid and his naked backside walk away and around the corner into the bathroom. He closed his eyes, groaned, and then opened them to scan the room. He spotted his jeans from the day before that he had thrown over the back of a chair. He knew that his sleep pants would be inadequate in hiding the current state of arousal he was in. Part of it was just his normal morning wood, a "piss hard on," as Holden called it, but then part of it was his body reacting to Reid's presence. This wasn't a new thing. Even when Luke himself wasn't pleased with Reid, his body certainly enjoyed his presence. He remembered the day that he'd met Reid and how he'd felt himself getting hard as they had argued in the parking garage. It had disconcerted him at the time because he'd still been in love with Noah, but now, given the time they had spent together lately and the events of the previous night, Luke found it sort reassuring that he'd felt a physical attraction to Reid from the beginning. Luke shook the memory out of his head. He threw the sheet onto the bed and then hurried over to his jeans and put them on, forcing his sizable erection into them and zipping up. He turned around to find Reid standing right behind him, a shit-eating grin on his face, wearing his clothes from the day before. "What are you a ninja?" Luke asked.
"I can still see it you know..."
"See what?" Luke asked, wanting to give nothing away.
Reid palmed the front of Luke's jeans, running the side of his index finger along Luke's length. He leaned in and spoke against Luke's ear. "I'm right there with you."
Luke stepped back, unable to meet Reid's eyes. Reid took pity on him. "Listen, I'm going to go down to the car to get my stuff. I'll grab us a couple of coffees while I'm down there. Black, right?"
Luke nodded.
"Okay, I'll be right back. Don't use all the hot water," Reid teased. Luke raised his head and met Reid's gaze, a small smile coming to his lips. Reid kissed Luke's jaw, and then Luke watched him walk out the door. He closed his eyes and then ran a hand over his face. He looked at the bed and wished he was in it, doing all kinds of dirty things to Reid's body.
Reid's body.
Luke laughed out loud. I had sex with Dr. Oliver. He shook his head and walked into the bathroom.
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Reid entered the bathroom a few mintues later, sipping his coffee, and put Luke's down on the counter, next to his razor. He stood back and watched Luke apply shaving cream to his face. When Luke reached for his razor, Reid put a hand out and stopped him. He then hooked his chin over Luke's shoulder and looked at him in the mirror.
"What?" Luke asked.
Reid picked up the hand towel next to the sink and wiped the shaving cream off the left side of Luke's face. He then ran the back of his knuckles over the course hairs there. "Until this morning, I'd never seen you with stubble. I like it. By tonight, you ought to have a nice amount of scruff." He dropped his hand and cupped Luke through his jeans. "Please, don't shave. I want to feel it on my skin."
Luke groaned and bucked forward slightly. He picked up the towel and wiped at the rest of his face, turned around, and pulled Reid into a shaving cream scented kiss. Reid tugged on the button of Luke's jeans. "Take a shower with me..."
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It had already been an hour and thirty five minutes. Luke sat restlessly in the lobby of a downtown Dallas office building while Reid fought for his life somewhere upstairs. He tried to focus on the novel he was reading to pass the time, but his mind kept drifting to images of steam and soap and Reid's wet skin, and dirty-sweet words spoken against his own flesh. He stared blankly at the words on the page when someone kicked his foot. He looked up to see Reid standing in front of him, a smirk on his face. "Quit daydreaming, Snyder......unless it's about me." Luke looked away and smiled. Reid licked his lips and gave a knowing nod.
"How did it go?" Luke asked, standing up.
"Time will tell. I'll hear something by the end of the day."
"Was Judd there?" Luke asked.
"Yeah. Can we get out of here?"
Luke put his hand on Reid's arm. "You okay?"
"Yes; I just want to get out of here. I'm hungry. Let's go get some Mexican food. I haven't had carne asada in months. And then my condo is not far from here; we can go there and find a way to kill some time. Got any ideas?" He quirked an eyebrow at Luke and smiled mischieviously.
Luke felt a delicious thrum in his body. Again.
"I can think of a few."
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Luke and Reid ate lunch at a small patio table at a Mexican cafe on the edge of downtown that Reid had frequented when he lived there. They sat next to each other, rather than across from each other, as they shared carne asada, fresh tortillas, guacamole, cerviche, tortilla chips, fresh mango and bananas, rice, and refried beans.
Conversation came easy to them. Luke was happy to find that he was comfortable with Reid in the light of day. Reid had done crazy, dirty things to him in the shower that morning, and Luke was glad he didn't feel embarrassed about his responses and that he could still look Reid in the eye. A few times during the meal Reid reached under the table and ran his hand from Luke's thigh down to his knee, and then just as quickly, his hand would be back above the table, holding a glass or grabbing a chip. Luke wasn't sure what the gesture meant, but he liked it. It was sexy and felt intimate.
After lunch, since the weather was nice, they walked a few blocks to Reid's apartment and rode the elevator up to the 15th floor. "Why do you live so high up in the building if you're afraid of elevators?" Luke asked, as Reid kissed his neck.
"I'm not afraid of elevators," Reid answered against Luke's skin. "I'm afraid of stopped elevators."
Luke laughed as the elevator came to a stop on Reid's floor, the doors hesitating a moment before they opened. "Oooh, close call..."
Reid smiled and shook his head, taking Luke's hand as they exited the elevator. Luke looked down at their intertwined fingers and sighed. In that moment everything felt so easy and right and familiar in a way that was perplexing. But this was Dallas. And Dallas was a long way from home.
They walked into Reid's condo, and just as Luke was about to remark on the great view Reid had through the wall of windows in front of them, Reid grabbed him, spun him around, and pulled him into a dizzying kiss. When Reid pulled back a few moments later, he thumbed Luke's chin and said, "I've been thinking about that all day." Luke smiled and tugged on Reid's tie to loosen it. "Know what else I've been thinking about?" He dipped his head and rubbed his cheek along the scruff on Luke's chin, making an "mmm" sound. "Your chin." He kissed Luke's chin and then nipped it gently with his teeth. "It's strong and it's got this sexy cleft in it..." Reid traced it with his finger. Luke pushed Reid's suit jacket off his shoulders and untucked his shirt, putting his hands underneath it and finding warm skin. "Chins don't usually make me hot...," Reid said huskily, putting open-mouthed kisses along it, "But damn, Luke, this chin does it for me." He rubbed his cheek along it one more time before kissing Luke's neck and pulling his shirt out of his pants. He ran his hand into Luke's hair and gently grabbed a fistful. "Fuck, Luke.....I want you..."
Only one word fell from Luke's mouth as he scraped his nails along Reid's lower back. "Yes..."
Kissing, Reid started walking Luke backwards toward his bedroom when the doorbell rang. He released Luke reluctantly, said, "Don't move," and went to the door.
"This better be good," Reid grumbled as he pulled the door open and found himself looking into a familiar face. He instinctively ran a hand through his hair and straigtened the tie that was now loose around his neck. He stood up straighter. "Mr. Judd."