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~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 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 contribute a short ( 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 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 contribute a short ( Read more... )
Both men staring a little clueless after Nurse Gretchen, Luke grabbed Reid by his shoulders and tried to give him some positive affirmation.
Being Luke he decided his work-in-process- boyfriend needed encouraging reassurance not any reprimand.
And showing empathy meant physical proximity - in Luke’s concepts.
So it came that they both kept standing there in one of Memorial’s corridors, with Luke’s right strong hand firmly grabbing Reid’s right shoulder,
his left arm wrapped around Reid’s back with his hand lightly squeezing the doctor’s tensed shoulder-muscle.
Nurses and other doctors were passing by, either in a hurry or more relaxed, talking, discussing, chatting.
And Luke and Reid?
Suddenly they were a little lost.
Something happened.
Something shifted.
It started with a soft almost inaudible sound, a calm, low moan, a whimper, hard to classify, hard to assign to its source.
Until it happened again, until it grew louder, until it became unmistakable.
“Ahh, mmhh, OMG! Mmmgh!”
Startled Luke dropped his hands and examined his boyfriend thoroughly, curiously, cluelessly, who opened his eyes - not pleased - and inquired:
“Why did you stop?”
“Sorry, but I wasn’t even aware that I’ve done anything.”
“But I am extremely aware and I would like you to continue - you know, massaging shoulders isn’t my best event - but rubbing anything else… let’s just say, I am not that bad at that.”
Reid stared deliberately into Luke’s eyes, exactly knowing what those ambiguous - unambiguous innuendos always did to Luke.
And when Luke answered huskily - meanwhile blushed like a field of red poppies in the morning sun - :“Well, I think a little rub can’t do any damage…”, -
Reid grabbed his hand and dragged him into his office, shut the door, wrapped his arms tightly around him and moaned into Luke’s yummy ears:
“Let’s start the rubbing thing!”
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That's totally how that scene should have ended! Thank you for posting!
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