My Stardust Melody, Chapter 47
*NC-17* Warning--and it really deserves it
Reid’s car was hidden behind the barn, and it took almost no time for them to get from the farm to Reid’s place. Luke couldn’t stop his laughter as Reid zipped down the road. The doctor’s eagerness was endearing.
Once they were inside Reid’s apartment with the door locked behind them, the pace slowed. Luke went to the bathroom to freshen up, and when he came out, Reid offered to show Luke the piano.
“Don’t you want to, uh, you know?” Luke asked, motioning toward the bedroom.
“We have all night, and there’s nothing sexier to me than watching you play the piano. What you can do with your fingers, wow.” Reid said with a devilish grin.
“When you put it that way…” Luke said wickedly. “What do you want me to play?”
“Something you wrote,” Reid said.
Luke felt his face flush, pleased that Reid took such enjoyment from his compositions. Luke rarely shared them with anyone, but he didn’t mind doing so with Reid.
Luke approached the piano, which Reid had placed in the corner of the living room, near Reid’s bedroom where direct light wouldn’t hit it. The former owner had taken care of Luke’s instrument. It was just as he remembered it though he wished he’d never had to part with it in the first place. He brushed aside the bittersweet feeling as he opened the lid to the keys and sat down on the bench. Quickly, he played a few notes to ensure it was in tune. He looked up to where Reid was sitting in a nearby chair and smiled with satisfaction.
“Was that it?” Reid asked.
“No, that wasn’t it, jerk,” Luke snapped back, amused.
Luke gave it a few seconds thought and then launched into a melody. It was a bright, blissful, song reflecting what Luke felt at this exact moment. He peeked over to where Reid was listening with his eyes closed, and smirked at the doctor’s contented look. Luke wished he could keep the feeling inside him forever and tried to impart it to the song. Joy, desire, and something else-the elusive feeling of being cherished when he was around Reid. The feeling he returned… It felt like…like…
Love. Luke missed a note as the word echoed in his head. That’s what this was, wasn’t it? After all his caution and insistence on being careful, he’d missed the obvious. All he’d known these past two years was a certainty of being alone that he almost willfully overlooked what was right in front of him and shining bright. He should have recognized it the moment he told Reid he wanted to leave the barn and come here because Luke had every intention of making love this night. He’d just been too addled and aroused to think straight.
So, here Luke sat, playing the piano to the man he loved, and Reid didn’t even know it. They were two lonely souls and the least likely pair--made whole by each other. Luke felt like laughing and dancing from the sheer joy the knowledge gave him. He sped up to end the song, his fingers racing across the keyboard in a loud, high crescendo. As soon as he stopped, he lifted his foot from the pedal and spun around in his seat with his hands landing on his knees. Reid’s eyes were still closed, and he had a small, endearing smile on his face. Luke waited and relished the moment and all its joy.
“I love you,” Luke breathed out, allowing himself to feel the marvel of the moment.
Reid opened one eye. “Excuse me?” he said casually.
Luke noticed that Reid’s hand had gripped one of the chair’s arms, belying his calm demeanor. “I love you,” he said standing and walking to Reid’s side, unsure of what to expect.
Reid, with eyes wide open and fierce, reached up to take both of Luke’s hands in his. Then he tugged Luke down on him, forcing Luke to straddle his thighs.
“Again,” Reid sighed.
Luke’s lips curled seductively, and he spoke the tender words, “I love you,” into Reid’s ear. He leaned back to look at Reid’s face and saw a thread of vulnerability in Reid’s eyes. It hit Luke that Reid had rarely ever heard these words in his life-as a male friend, how often had Nathan likely even expressed them?
Luke placed his hand on the side of Reid’s face and gazed directly at him, imploring Reid to believe him. “I love you, I mean it, and I won’t take it back,” Luke said.
There was reverence in Reid’s touch, as he ran his hand across Luke’s cheek before pulling him in for a kiss. Luke felt a moment of relief before succumbing to the building desire that was stoking in his belly.
Luke held Reid close for a moment and could feel the doctor’s uneven breathing. He trailed kisses up his throat and murmured, “What do you want?”
“You. Naked. Now.”
Luke swallowed tightly at the stormy tenor of Reid’s voice. Standing up, Luke gazed at Reid as he began to unbutton his shirt. His hands shook as he reached the last button. Once undone, Reid rose from his seat and gently pushed the shirt off Luke’s shoulders. Luke closed his eyes against the feel of Reid’s cool fingertips that contrasted with his burning palms. He knew he was both literally and figuratively laid bare to Reid’s gaze-but he wanted Reid to see it, to know with certainty that Luke loved him. After everything Reid had done to prove himself to Luke, the younger man didn’t want Reid spending one more second of his life thinking he wasn’t somehow worthy of being loved.
Reid pulled Luke into his embrace so that their bodies were touching. Luke liked the feel of Reid’s shirt against his bare skin, but decided he’d like the feel of the doctor’s skin a great deal more. He made quick work of Reid’s shirt, and in a flurry of activity, they were both out of their pants a few heartbeats later.
Luke was vaguely aware of hearing raindrops beginning to tap against the window as they took in the sight of each other. Reid was precisely how Luke remembered him, only more vigorous, more masculine, more real. More…substantial. A hot ache grew in the back of Luke’s throat at the sight of Reid’s large erection.
Ending their stand-off, Reid wrapped his arms around Luke’s midriff and kissed him. Their kissing was more than their lips touching-it held apologies, promises of trust, and declarations of love. Luke closed his eyes tight and let himself just feel. Reid whispered hot, pornographic words into Luke’s ear, sending Luke’s senses into a dizzying frenzy. The younger man raked a hand up Reid’s thigh to his hip and was conscious of being pushed a few steps until his back brushed against the cool, sleek wood of the piano. Reid pressed his arousal against him, pinning Luke against the intricate instrument.
“Luke, I don’t think I can make it to the couch,” Reid said, breaking off a long kiss.
“I don’t care. I just want you inside me,” Luke replied in an urgent and low tone, reaching down and caressing Reid’s cock, feeling the moisture at the tip.
“Fuck, the condoms are in my bathroom,” Reid groaned, closing his eyes.
“No, I’ve got them right here,” Luke said with a grin, having grabbed the necessary supplies when he was in Reid’s bathroom earlier. He quickly fished through his pants on the floor and produced a condom and lube with a flourish.
“And people think I’m a genius,” Reid said, taking the condom and putting it on. At Luke’s nod, Reid lifted Luke carefully onto the piano.
The younger man lay down on it as Reid lifted the blond’s legs to his shoulders. Luke let out a hiss as Reid readied him with his fingers. It had been long time since Luke had last had sex, and the burn was necessary and felt inexplicably good. Once he adjusted to the sensation, Reid slid his digits in and out until Luke began to groan. Luke tried to quell his hips from bucking away from Reid’s hand, but his body was impatient. It wanted Reid’s dick inside him. “Reid,” Luke implored mindlessly.
Reid withdrew his hand and crushed Luke to him in a searing kiss. With one hand braced on the piano, Reid wrapped his arm around Luke’s waist to pull him to the right angle. Reid’s cock tantalized the cleft of Luke’s ass, and Luke thought he might come before Reid even started. Mercifully, with a powerful thrust, Reid then entered Luke who cried out in a long, surrendering moan.
Reid quickly found a tempo that sent them both to an overwhelming, shuddering ecstasy. Luke rocked back against the piano, his hips slanting to meet Reid’s thrusts. Reid’s length easily met the sensitive cluster of nerves inside Luke, causing Luke to yell out and arch his back off the wooden surface. He felt like he was flying and falling at the same time, and his whole existence seemed to center on Reid. The rest of the world could have gone extinct around them, and Luke wouldn’t have noticed. Reid’s embrace, his kisses, and his pulsating presence inside Luke were the only things Luke knew, that felt real to him.
Luke sensed they were nearing the finish as his need banked higher and impossibly higher. The doctor explored Luke’s chest with his hands, then fisted his hand in Luke’s hair as he neared his own completion. Luke swam his hand up Reid’s arm to his shoulder, feeling the tension and sweat beading there. Then Reid curled into Luke, moving faster, his concentration solely on bringing them both pleasure. “Fuck, I love you,” he panted on his final thrust.
Luke felt Reid’s orgasm undulate across the doctor’s body, which triggered his own oblivion. Stars filled Luke’s vision as he threw his head back in complete rapture. “I love you, I love you,” he murmured again and again as Reid collapsed against him.
Reid summoned the strength to kiss him as Luke’s thighs slid down and enfolded Reid who was still inside him. Luke felt like his whole body had wilted. He wasn’t sure he could even muster the drive to sit up if he tried.
As their breaths became more controlled, Reid withdrew, took Luke’s hand and pulled him off the piano and into the chair on top of him. He leaned over, grabbed his shirt to clean Luke up, and then tossed the condom in a nearby wastebasket. Luke concealed a smile against Reid’s shoulder over the fact that a man nearly ten years older than him seemed to have more energy than he did after sex. There was no way Luke would ever admit to it.
They sat quietly for a few minutes, each one trying to calm their racing heartbeats. The only sounds came from their breathing and the gentle rainstorm outside. Luke searched his brain for a happier moment, but he couldn’t think of one. He loved Reid, and Reid loved him, and they were going to be together. Tightening his arms around Reid’s neck, he breathed Reid’s spice-mixed-with-sex scent. He’d happily sit there all night, he reflected.
Reid broke the silence, “You’re louder than I remember,” he said with a grin.
“You’re larger,” Luke replied in mock accusation, narrowing his eyes. It didn’t bother him in the least that he was loud or that he’d cried, “I love you,” over and over again. Given Reid’s rather loud orgasm, he was in good company. He was too damn sated to feel anything other than bliss.
Reid rubbed the base of Luke’s spine and asked, “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
“No more than I like,” Luke replied. He wiggled on Reid’s lap and remarked, “You called me a genius.”
“When you’re that good in the sack, it’s hard to argue,” Reid replied.
Luke gurgled with laughter, feeling buoyant after their lovemaking. “We weren’t ‘in the sack’ though, were we?” He couldn’t believe he’d just had sex on a Steinway concert piano. His Steinway piano, he amended with pride and gratitude.
Reid drawled, “Yeah, I think I’m going to have to get that thing buffed tomorrow.”
“I think it’s been ‘buffed’ pretty well,” Luke replied smartly.
Reid shrugged as if indifferent. “Okay, we’ll just leave your ass print on it for the world to see. It’ll probably send Nathan into a fit of vapors, so that’s a plus. I think I’ll invite Henry over, too. We’ll drink some coffee while he desperately tries to pretend he doesn’t see it.”
Luke frowned at the idea of Henry. It was a little too much like having your big brother find out. “Yeah, let’s make sure we polish it.”
Reid shook his head and said with cheer, “Nope, I’ve thought about it and want to keep it as a souvenir. A token of the night we spent together. I may enclose that spot in glass and paint a line around it.”
“You will not!” Luke retorted and gently bit Reid’s shoulder. The feel of Reid’s smooth skin against his tongue gave him a different idea though. “How about I give you a different souvenir tonight?” he asked, trailing his hand down Reid’s abdomen. When it rippled underneath his touch, he shivered with delight. New reserves of energy began rushing through Luke’s veins.
“I could be persuaded,” Reid allowed.
“How persuasive do I have to be?” Luke asked, rubbing his chin against the place he bit.
“We’d need a bed and at least a couple of hours this time.”
Luke hopped up, not quite oblivious to the stunned, lustful look Reid gave him at the sight of the blond’s nudity. “Prepare to be persuaded, Dr. Oliver.”
And Reid was very persuaded that night…so much that he polished the heck out of that piano to a spotless shine the next morning.
Reid’s car was hidden behind the barn, and it took almost no time for them to get from the farm to Reid’s place. Luke couldn’t stop his laughter as Reid zipped down the road. The doctor’s eagerness was endearing.
Once they were inside Reid’s apartment with the door locked behind them, the pace slowed. Luke went to the bathroom to freshen up, and when he came out, Reid offered to show Luke the piano.
“Don’t you want to, uh, you know?” Luke asked, motioning toward the bedroom.
“We have all night, and there’s nothing sexier to me than watching you play the piano. What you can do with your fingers, wow.” Reid said with a devilish grin.
“When you put it that way…” Luke said wickedly. “What do you want me to play?”
“Something you wrote,” Reid said.
Luke felt his face flush, pleased that Reid took such enjoyment from his compositions. Luke rarely shared them with anyone, but he didn’t mind doing so with Reid.
Luke approached the piano, which Reid had placed in the corner of the living room, near Reid’s bedroom where direct light wouldn’t hit it. The former owner had taken care of Luke’s instrument. It was just as he remembered it though he wished he’d never had to part with it in the first place. He brushed aside the bittersweet feeling as he opened the lid to the keys and sat down on the bench. Quickly, he played a few notes to ensure it was in tune. He looked up to where Reid was sitting in a nearby chair and smiled with satisfaction.
“Was that it?” Reid asked.
“No, that wasn’t it, jerk,” Luke snapped back, amused.
Luke gave it a few seconds thought and then launched into a melody. It was a bright, blissful, song reflecting what Luke felt at this exact moment. He peeked over to where Reid was listening with his eyes closed, and smirked at the doctor’s contented look. Luke wished he could keep the feeling inside him forever and tried to impart it to the song. Joy, desire, and something else-the elusive feeling of being cherished when he was around Reid. The feeling he returned… It felt like…like…
Love. Luke missed a note as the word echoed in his head. That’s what this was, wasn’t it? After all his caution and insistence on being careful, he’d missed the obvious. All he’d known these past two years was a certainty of being alone that he almost willfully overlooked what was right in front of him and shining bright. He should have recognized it the moment he told Reid he wanted to leave the barn and come here because Luke had every intention of making love this night. He’d just been too addled and aroused to think straight.
So, here Luke sat, playing the piano to the man he loved, and Reid didn’t even know it. They were two lonely souls and the least likely pair--made whole by each other. Luke felt like laughing and dancing from the sheer joy the knowledge gave him. He sped up to end the song, his fingers racing across the keyboard in a loud, high crescendo. As soon as he stopped, he lifted his foot from the pedal and spun around in his seat with his hands landing on his knees. Reid’s eyes were still closed, and he had a small, endearing smile on his face. Luke waited and relished the moment and all its joy.
“I love you,” Luke breathed out, allowing himself to feel the marvel of the moment.
Reid opened one eye. “Excuse me?” he said casually.
Luke noticed that Reid’s hand had gripped one of the chair’s arms, belying his calm demeanor. “I love you,” he said standing and walking to Reid’s side, unsure of what to expect.
Reid, with eyes wide open and fierce, reached up to take both of Luke’s hands in his. Then he tugged Luke down on him, forcing Luke to straddle his thighs.
“Again,” Reid sighed.
Luke’s lips curled seductively, and he spoke the tender words, “I love you,” into Reid’s ear. He leaned back to look at Reid’s face and saw a thread of vulnerability in Reid’s eyes. It hit Luke that Reid had rarely ever heard these words in his life-as a male friend, how often had Nathan likely even expressed them?
Luke placed his hand on the side of Reid’s face and gazed directly at him, imploring Reid to believe him. “I love you, I mean it, and I won’t take it back,” Luke said.
There was reverence in Reid’s touch, as he ran his hand across Luke’s cheek before pulling him in for a kiss. Luke felt a moment of relief before succumbing to the building desire that was stoking in his belly.
Luke held Reid close for a moment and could feel the doctor’s uneven breathing. He trailed kisses up his throat and murmured, “What do you want?”
“You. Naked. Now.”
Luke swallowed tightly at the stormy tenor of Reid’s voice. Standing up, Luke gazed at Reid as he began to unbutton his shirt. His hands shook as he reached the last button. Once undone, Reid rose from his seat and gently pushed the shirt off Luke’s shoulders. Luke closed his eyes against the feel of Reid’s cool fingertips that contrasted with his burning palms. He knew he was both literally and figuratively laid bare to Reid’s gaze-but he wanted Reid to see it, to know with certainty that Luke loved him. After everything Reid had done to prove himself to Luke, the younger man didn’t want Reid spending one more second of his life thinking he wasn’t somehow worthy of being loved.
Reid pulled Luke into his embrace so that their bodies were touching. Luke liked the feel of Reid’s shirt against his bare skin, but decided he’d like the feel of the doctor’s skin a great deal more. He made quick work of Reid’s shirt, and in a flurry of activity, they were both out of their pants a few heartbeats later.
Luke was vaguely aware of hearing raindrops beginning to tap against the window as they took in the sight of each other. Reid was precisely how Luke remembered him, only more vigorous, more masculine, more real. More…substantial. A hot ache grew in the back of Luke’s throat at the sight of Reid’s large erection.
Ending their stand-off, Reid wrapped his arms around Luke’s midriff and kissed him. Their kissing was more than their lips touching-it held apologies, promises of trust, and declarations of love. Luke closed his eyes tight and let himself just feel. Reid whispered hot, pornographic words into Luke’s ear, sending Luke’s senses into a dizzying frenzy. The younger man raked a hand up Reid’s thigh to his hip and was conscious of being pushed a few steps until his back brushed against the cool, sleek wood of the piano. Reid pressed his arousal against him, pinning Luke against the intricate instrument.
“Luke, I don’t think I can make it to the couch,” Reid said, breaking off a long kiss.
“I don’t care. I just want you inside me,” Luke replied in an urgent and low tone, reaching down and caressing Reid’s cock, feeling the moisture at the tip.
“Fuck, the condoms are in my bathroom,” Reid groaned, closing his eyes.
“No, I’ve got them right here,” Luke said with a grin, having grabbed the necessary supplies when he was in Reid’s bathroom earlier. He quickly fished through his pants on the floor and produced a condom and lube with a flourish.
“And people think I’m a genius,” Reid said, taking the condom and putting it on. At Luke’s nod, Reid lifted Luke carefully onto the piano.
The younger man lay down on it as Reid lifted the blond’s legs to his shoulders. Luke let out a hiss as Reid readied him with his fingers. It had been long time since Luke had last had sex, and the burn was necessary and felt inexplicably good. Once he adjusted to the sensation, Reid slid his digits in and out until Luke began to groan. Luke tried to quell his hips from bucking away from Reid’s hand, but his body was impatient. It wanted Reid’s dick inside him. “Reid,” Luke implored mindlessly.
Reid withdrew his hand and crushed Luke to him in a searing kiss. With one hand braced on the piano, Reid wrapped his arm around Luke’s waist to pull him to the right angle. Reid’s cock tantalized the cleft of Luke’s ass, and Luke thought he might come before Reid even started. Mercifully, with a powerful thrust, Reid then entered Luke who cried out in a long, surrendering moan.
Reid quickly found a tempo that sent them both to an overwhelming, shuddering ecstasy. Luke rocked back against the piano, his hips slanting to meet Reid’s thrusts. Reid’s length easily met the sensitive cluster of nerves inside Luke, causing Luke to yell out and arch his back off the wooden surface. He felt like he was flying and falling at the same time, and his whole existence seemed to center on Reid. The rest of the world could have gone extinct around them, and Luke wouldn’t have noticed. Reid’s embrace, his kisses, and his pulsating presence inside Luke were the only things Luke knew, that felt real to him.
Luke sensed they were nearing the finish as his need banked higher and impossibly higher. The doctor explored Luke’s chest with his hands, then fisted his hand in Luke’s hair as he neared his own completion. Luke swam his hand up Reid’s arm to his shoulder, feeling the tension and sweat beading there. Then Reid curled into Luke, moving faster, his concentration solely on bringing them both pleasure. “Fuck, I love you,” he panted on his final thrust.
Luke felt Reid’s orgasm undulate across the doctor’s body, which triggered his own oblivion. Stars filled Luke’s vision as he threw his head back in complete rapture. “I love you, I love you,” he murmured again and again as Reid collapsed against him.
Reid summoned the strength to kiss him as Luke’s thighs slid down and enfolded Reid who was still inside him. Luke felt like his whole body had wilted. He wasn’t sure he could even muster the drive to sit up if he tried.
As their breaths became more controlled, Reid withdrew, took Luke’s hand and pulled him off the piano and into the chair on top of him. He leaned over, grabbed his shirt to clean Luke up, and then tossed the condom in a nearby wastebasket. Luke concealed a smile against Reid’s shoulder over the fact that a man nearly ten years older than him seemed to have more energy than he did after sex. There was no way Luke would ever admit to it.
They sat quietly for a few minutes, each one trying to calm their racing heartbeats. The only sounds came from their breathing and the gentle rainstorm outside. Luke searched his brain for a happier moment, but he couldn’t think of one. He loved Reid, and Reid loved him, and they were going to be together. Tightening his arms around Reid’s neck, he breathed Reid’s spice-mixed-with-sex scent. He’d happily sit there all night, he reflected.
Reid broke the silence, “You’re louder than I remember,” he said with a grin.
“You’re larger,” Luke replied in mock accusation, narrowing his eyes. It didn’t bother him in the least that he was loud or that he’d cried, “I love you,” over and over again. Given Reid’s rather loud orgasm, he was in good company. He was too damn sated to feel anything other than bliss.
Reid rubbed the base of Luke’s spine and asked, “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
“No more than I like,” Luke replied. He wiggled on Reid’s lap and remarked, “You called me a genius.”
“When you’re that good in the sack, it’s hard to argue,” Reid replied.
Luke gurgled with laughter, feeling buoyant after their lovemaking. “We weren’t ‘in the sack’ though, were we?” He couldn’t believe he’d just had sex on a Steinway concert piano. His Steinway piano, he amended with pride and gratitude.
Reid drawled, “Yeah, I think I’m going to have to get that thing buffed tomorrow.”
“I think it’s been ‘buffed’ pretty well,” Luke replied smartly.
Reid shrugged as if indifferent. “Okay, we’ll just leave your ass print on it for the world to see. It’ll probably send Nathan into a fit of vapors, so that’s a plus. I think I’ll invite Henry over, too. We’ll drink some coffee while he desperately tries to pretend he doesn’t see it.”
Luke frowned at the idea of Henry. It was a little too much like having your big brother find out. “Yeah, let’s make sure we polish it.”
Reid shook his head and said with cheer, “Nope, I’ve thought about it and want to keep it as a souvenir. A token of the night we spent together. I may enclose that spot in glass and paint a line around it.”
“You will not!” Luke retorted and gently bit Reid’s shoulder. The feel of Reid’s smooth skin against his tongue gave him a different idea though. “How about I give you a different souvenir tonight?” he asked, trailing his hand down Reid’s abdomen. When it rippled underneath his touch, he shivered with delight. New reserves of energy began rushing through Luke’s veins.
“I could be persuaded,” Reid allowed.
“How persuasive do I have to be?” Luke asked, rubbing his chin against the place he bit.
“We’d need a bed and at least a couple of hours this time.”
Luke hopped up, not quite oblivious to the stunned, lustful look Reid gave him at the sight of the blond’s nudity. “Prepare to be persuaded, Dr. Oliver.”
And Reid was very persuaded that night…so much that he polished the heck out of that piano to a spotless shine the next morning.