Fun Fic Friday!
~Fun Fic Friday~
TGIF! It's the day before the weekend, and what better way to close out a long week than with a fun dose of ficlets and drabbles of Luke, Reid, or Luke & Reid? Or how about some amazing icons or graphics of the guys? (Don't be fooled by the name - Fun (Graph)Fic Friday just didn't have the same ring to it.) Here's your chance to ( Read more... )
TGIF! It's the day before the weekend, and what better way to close out a long week than with a fun dose of ficlets and drabbles of Luke, Reid, or Luke & Reid? Or how about some amazing icons or graphics of the guys? (Don't be fooled by the name - Fun (Graph)Fic Friday just didn't have the same ring to it.) Here's your chance to ( Read more... )
This? Was not what I was originally going for. Sorry, maybe I'll try again w/ Reid's scar tomorrow or Sunday.
Fra-gil-e (It must be Italian)
Most of the scars on Luke’s body came by physically and emotionally traumatic means and Reid knew the history of every one.
They had had sex and even though lethargic, Luke agreed to a shared shower. They had done it before, they would do it again, but that particular instance Luke had never felt more exposed and vulnerable. With a soapy washcloth Reid had systematically cleaned every inch of his body. Starting with his hands, Reid would rub the cloth over each finger and whenever he encountered a lingering hurt, he’d pause, look into Luke’s eyes, and ask about it.
Luke had answered honestly, each accompanied by the correlating wave of emotions; shame being the predominate one. Luke had to give Reid credit though, because his demeanor hadn’t changed because of the answers. He just ran a finger over the blemish before running the cloth over it and then moved on to the next.
When Reid ran the cloth over a missing nick on the inside of his ankle caused by an itchy mosquito bite, Luke was worn out. He fully expected that all of it was foreplay for Reid, and that a blow job or a hard fuck against the shower wall would cap off the odd baptism. But instead, Reid wrapped his arms around his body and buried his face in Luke’s neck, humming tunelessly.
Reid’s cock nestled beside his, and Luke was hit with the realization that they were both soft. His breathing became staccato and Reid held on tighter.
Jesus, leave it to Reid to not only change the way the game was played, but to change the game itself. For the past month they had been playing a full body, contact sport. Reid had been showing him new sexual highs, and helping him explore ideas that Luke had never admitted out loud before. Reid had been experiencing sex with an emotional investment in his partner that was on par with his own. It was intense but beneficial, not to mention mutually gratifying. This though…Luke had no idea what this was.
Reid kneaded the back of his neck, while his other hand slipped down and caressed his transplant scar. “Let it go, Luke. It’s too heavy for you to be constantly be carrying it around.”
A tear escaped but Luke angled he head so the shower spray would hit his face. Reid, a man who didn’t believe in any deity or dogma besides his own was offering him absolution. Luke laughed brokenly and held on tight, scrabbling at Reid’s back.
This had been done before…not the mechanics of it, but Luke had been approached with the idea before. Parents, grandparents, doctors, priests, friends…hell, Luke had told himself thousands of times over the years that he shouldn’t constantly blame himself; especially over things he couldn’t control. It didn’t matter though, it was always there and probably always would be; it just depended on the day to what degree.
Luke loved Reid. Luke loved Reid so much that it freighted, but even Reid couldn’t banish the guilt. But knowing that Reid wanted him to leave the pain behind was in itself empowering. Reid loved him. Reid knew all of his mistakes and secret shames, but instead of wanting Luke to seek atonement, he wanted Luke to release himself from the burden.
He wanted to tell Reid that he had, that he was changed, but after what Reid tried to do for him lying was out of the question. Not to say Luke hadn’t changed at all. He had felt himself become stronger over the past year, and for Luke that was a testament to his own growth and the strength their love has produced.
There was pain from the past, there would be pain in the future, but Luke could carry it, especially with Reid by his side. Luke pulled Reid impossibly close, kissed below his ear, and told him the only truth that mattered, “I love you, always.”
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I might consider the proposal:)))
Just wonderful!
And yes: This? Was not what I was originally going for. Sorry, maybe I'll try again w/ Reid's scar tomorrow or Sunday.
Please, yes!
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You're way too good to me! Thank you!
So happy you liked it!
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