Fic: Logistics Revisited
Title: Logistics Revisited
Author: playingwithcake
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Luke/Reid
Summary: Luke fucks Reid for the first time. Inspired by dpracket's fic "Logistics" found HERE.
Disclaimer: None of this is real. But I wish it was! Helas, it's all happening in my head only.
Warning: Barebacking.
Author's Note: Big thanks to unifiedxdivide for the beta! You rock. :) And huge huge thanks to dpracket for the inspiration and the seal of approval.
"Fuck me... Luke... I want... I want you to fuck me..."
Luke didn't need to be told twice.
He didn't waste any time finishing undressing Reid, pulling off his pants in the same hurried fashion in which he removed his own clothing. As soon as they were both naked, Reid pulled Luke on top of him, their skin hot against one another. They kissed, frantic and passionate, grabbing, touching every bit of skin they could reach on the other.
Luke broke the kiss, breath labored, staring at Reid with eyes dark with lust. Reid's chest was rapidly moving up and down, his lips shiny, wet, silently begging Luke to keep going.
Luke felt emboldened by how much Reid trusted him, how much Reid wanted to please Luke, how much Reid wanted Luke to fuck him. Armed with some newfound confidence, Luke made his way down Reid's torso, kissing every inch, leaving wet, cold lines onto hot skin. He sucked hard on a nipple, causing Reid to arch his back, his hands shooting down to Luke's hair, fisting them. Luke smirked a little, loving the effect he had on his lover.
"Luke..."
He had rapidly licked his way down to Reid's stomach, biting the skin as he went, soothing the ache with his tongue, calming the delicious pain with a kiss. His hands had snaked down to his hips, holding Reid into place, quietly but firmly urging the older man to stop moving, to let go, to let Luke do all the work. Reid's fist were still entangled in Luke's hair, trying to push his head down, asking, no begging for him to wrapped those lips around his aching cock. Luke let him, his lips encircling the head of Reid's cock, sucking it deeper and deeper into his wet, warm mouth, feeling the quickening pulse of his lover beat against his tongue.
"Fuck Luke! Fuck... Luke.... Luke..."
He tried to thrust into that gorgeous mouth, but Luke stubbornly held his hips firmly against the floor. His tongue was drawing circles on the sensitive skin, tracing the line between the head and the shaft, and Reid was losing his mind. Luke was born to give head, and Reid could die happy if that's all they ever did. He was that good with his mouth. And Luke knew it.
"God, Luke... Please... Just... Please..."
Hearing Reid beg, fucking beg drove Luke completely insane. He took Reid's cock all the way in his mouth in one quick movement, letting out a long, deep growl that resonated through Reid's entire body. He was pulling on Luke's hair to make him move, and Luke obeyed, bobbing his head up and down with fervor, a slew of unintelligible profanities escaping Reid's parted lips. Reid let his hands fall to the floor, just completely giving in to Luke's ministrations. He was close, so fucking close.
"Luuuuuuke... God.... Luke..."
Luke gave one last, long, hard suck before he freed Reid's cock, letting it out of his mouth with the loudest, most obscene pop. Not giving Reid anytime to recover, he pushed Reid's legs apart and up a bit, and buried his face in between, licking Reid's hole like his life depended on it. He licked around the quivering muscles, pushing his tongue in ever so slightly. Reid was cursing, loud and with abandon, his head trashing from one side to the other. Bringing a hand up near Reid's entrance, Luke experimentally pushed in a finger, biting Reid's thigh at the same time, soothing the sting with sloppy kisses.
"Ho... Ly... Fuuuuuuuuuu..."
"Reid...", Luke whispered, sultry, his breath hot and humid against Reid's inner thigh. In and out he started to move his finger, keeping the thrusts shallow and rhythmic. He created little circles with his finger, pushing in and out, adding another digit, then another. He looked up at Reid, who's eyes were wired shut, his beautiful mouth wide open in a perpetual O, desperate moans escaping from the depths of his throat. He had never seen Reid like this before, never had seen him give up control like this, beautiful and hot and so fucking sexy Luke could just cry.
Luke, still fingering Reid, kneeled down on the floor, reaching for the bottle of lube hiding in that little wooden box on the coffee table. He opened it up one-handed, messily squeezing some of the cold liquid on his cock, his fist tightening quickly over his hardness, coating himself hastily. Reid looked up, moaning loudly at the sight of Luke's cock disappearing in his fist, begging him once more.
"Fuck me Luke... Fuck... Please... Fuck me... Luke..."
Luke thrust his fingers deep into Reid a few more times, positioning himself between Reid's bent legs. Sweat was pearling all over his body, and the anticipation of what was about to happened blinded him momentarily. Luke quickly removed his fingers from Reid, inching his way closer to Reid's face; he bent down to capture his lover's mouth once more, kissing him deeply, ferociously. Reid grasped his face between the palms of his hands, frantically kissing Luke back, biting his lower lip, pulling a little. Luke snaked one of his hand between them, guiding his cock, helping it push against and past Reid's tight ring of muscles. Gasping, Luke stayed still for a few moments, his open mouth breathing heavy against Reid's, both their eyes fixed on the other.
"Fuck..." Luke let out, as Reid pushed slowly against Luke's groin, taking Luke deeper and deeper inside. "Fuuuuuuck..."
Reid instinctively wrapped his legs around Luke's waist, his feet resting against Luke's ass, silently urging him to move, to just please move. Swallowing loudly, Luke placed both his hands near Reid's head, propping himself up a bit. He buried himself into Reid with one slow, deliberate movement of his hips, hissing, desperately trying to remain in control.
"Luke..."
"Yeah?"
"Say it again... Please..."
He pressed soft little kisses to Luke's neck and shoulders, his fingers digging into the flesh of Luke's back, his feet pressing on Luke's ass more and more insistently. Begging.
"Fuck Reid..."
Reid's heat surrounded him, consumed him.
"Yes... Luke..."
Luke started to move, tentatively at first, experimenting with his movements, listening to Reid's pants and moans as guides. Deep slow thrusts quickly turned into shallower, faster, more erratic movements as he felt his own release fast approaching. He tried to slow down, tried to make this last longer, tried to make sure Reid would come first, but Reid kept urging him on, meeting every thrusts of Luke's hips with a push of his own.
"Yes Luke... Fuck... So... Fuck... Good...."
"Reid... I'm... Fuck... Close... Fuck!" and there he was, spilling himself inside Reid, holding himself deep into his lover, his arms shaking from the effort, a silent yell twisting his mouth in ecstasy. He barely registered a hand snaking in between their bodies as Reid fisted his own cock, pumping once, twice before following Luke over the edge, a long cry of pure pleasure resonating in the room, reverberating against the walls.
Luke collapsed over Reid, exhausted and spent, burying his head in the crook of Reid's neck. He felt his lover's arms envelop him, holding him close, his ragged breaths slowing down gradually. They stayed there, entangled in each other, resting, calming down, listening to the slowing beat of their hearts.
Reid was absentmindedly playing with Luke's hair when the younger man suddenly broke the silence. "I'll want to do that again, you know," he said in a slow, sleepy voice.
"Im counting on that, Luke." Reid pressed his lips to Luke's temple, closing his eyes, smiling. "I'm counting on that."
Author: playingwithcake
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Luke/Reid
Summary: Luke fucks Reid for the first time. Inspired by dpracket's fic "Logistics" found HERE.
Disclaimer: None of this is real. But I wish it was! Helas, it's all happening in my head only.
Warning: Barebacking.
Author's Note: Big thanks to unifiedxdivide for the beta! You rock. :) And huge huge thanks to dpracket for the inspiration and the seal of approval.
"Fuck me... Luke... I want... I want you to fuck me..."
Luke didn't need to be told twice.
He didn't waste any time finishing undressing Reid, pulling off his pants in the same hurried fashion in which he removed his own clothing. As soon as they were both naked, Reid pulled Luke on top of him, their skin hot against one another. They kissed, frantic and passionate, grabbing, touching every bit of skin they could reach on the other.
Luke broke the kiss, breath labored, staring at Reid with eyes dark with lust. Reid's chest was rapidly moving up and down, his lips shiny, wet, silently begging Luke to keep going.
Luke felt emboldened by how much Reid trusted him, how much Reid wanted to please Luke, how much Reid wanted Luke to fuck him. Armed with some newfound confidence, Luke made his way down Reid's torso, kissing every inch, leaving wet, cold lines onto hot skin. He sucked hard on a nipple, causing Reid to arch his back, his hands shooting down to Luke's hair, fisting them. Luke smirked a little, loving the effect he had on his lover.
"Luke..."
He had rapidly licked his way down to Reid's stomach, biting the skin as he went, soothing the ache with his tongue, calming the delicious pain with a kiss. His hands had snaked down to his hips, holding Reid into place, quietly but firmly urging the older man to stop moving, to let go, to let Luke do all the work. Reid's fist were still entangled in Luke's hair, trying to push his head down, asking, no begging for him to wrapped those lips around his aching cock. Luke let him, his lips encircling the head of Reid's cock, sucking it deeper and deeper into his wet, warm mouth, feeling the quickening pulse of his lover beat against his tongue.
"Fuck Luke! Fuck... Luke.... Luke..."
He tried to thrust into that gorgeous mouth, but Luke stubbornly held his hips firmly against the floor. His tongue was drawing circles on the sensitive skin, tracing the line between the head and the shaft, and Reid was losing his mind. Luke was born to give head, and Reid could die happy if that's all they ever did. He was that good with his mouth. And Luke knew it.
"God, Luke... Please... Just... Please..."
Hearing Reid beg, fucking beg drove Luke completely insane. He took Reid's cock all the way in his mouth in one quick movement, letting out a long, deep growl that resonated through Reid's entire body. He was pulling on Luke's hair to make him move, and Luke obeyed, bobbing his head up and down with fervor, a slew of unintelligible profanities escaping Reid's parted lips. Reid let his hands fall to the floor, just completely giving in to Luke's ministrations. He was close, so fucking close.
"Luuuuuuke... God.... Luke..."
Luke gave one last, long, hard suck before he freed Reid's cock, letting it out of his mouth with the loudest, most obscene pop. Not giving Reid anytime to recover, he pushed Reid's legs apart and up a bit, and buried his face in between, licking Reid's hole like his life depended on it. He licked around the quivering muscles, pushing his tongue in ever so slightly. Reid was cursing, loud and with abandon, his head trashing from one side to the other. Bringing a hand up near Reid's entrance, Luke experimentally pushed in a finger, biting Reid's thigh at the same time, soothing the sting with sloppy kisses.
"Ho... Ly... Fuuuuuuuuuu..."
"Reid...", Luke whispered, sultry, his breath hot and humid against Reid's inner thigh. In and out he started to move his finger, keeping the thrusts shallow and rhythmic. He created little circles with his finger, pushing in and out, adding another digit, then another. He looked up at Reid, who's eyes were wired shut, his beautiful mouth wide open in a perpetual O, desperate moans escaping from the depths of his throat. He had never seen Reid like this before, never had seen him give up control like this, beautiful and hot and so fucking sexy Luke could just cry.
Luke, still fingering Reid, kneeled down on the floor, reaching for the bottle of lube hiding in that little wooden box on the coffee table. He opened it up one-handed, messily squeezing some of the cold liquid on his cock, his fist tightening quickly over his hardness, coating himself hastily. Reid looked up, moaning loudly at the sight of Luke's cock disappearing in his fist, begging him once more.
"Fuck me Luke... Fuck... Please... Fuck me... Luke..."
Luke thrust his fingers deep into Reid a few more times, positioning himself between Reid's bent legs. Sweat was pearling all over his body, and the anticipation of what was about to happened blinded him momentarily. Luke quickly removed his fingers from Reid, inching his way closer to Reid's face; he bent down to capture his lover's mouth once more, kissing him deeply, ferociously. Reid grasped his face between the palms of his hands, frantically kissing Luke back, biting his lower lip, pulling a little. Luke snaked one of his hand between them, guiding his cock, helping it push against and past Reid's tight ring of muscles. Gasping, Luke stayed still for a few moments, his open mouth breathing heavy against Reid's, both their eyes fixed on the other.
"Fuck..." Luke let out, as Reid pushed slowly against Luke's groin, taking Luke deeper and deeper inside. "Fuuuuuuck..."
Reid instinctively wrapped his legs around Luke's waist, his feet resting against Luke's ass, silently urging him to move, to just please move. Swallowing loudly, Luke placed both his hands near Reid's head, propping himself up a bit. He buried himself into Reid with one slow, deliberate movement of his hips, hissing, desperately trying to remain in control.
"Luke..."
"Yeah?"
"Say it again... Please..."
He pressed soft little kisses to Luke's neck and shoulders, his fingers digging into the flesh of Luke's back, his feet pressing on Luke's ass more and more insistently. Begging.
"Fuck Reid..."
Reid's heat surrounded him, consumed him.
"Yes... Luke..."
Luke started to move, tentatively at first, experimenting with his movements, listening to Reid's pants and moans as guides. Deep slow thrusts quickly turned into shallower, faster, more erratic movements as he felt his own release fast approaching. He tried to slow down, tried to make this last longer, tried to make sure Reid would come first, but Reid kept urging him on, meeting every thrusts of Luke's hips with a push of his own.
"Yes Luke... Fuck... So... Fuck... Good...."
"Reid... I'm... Fuck... Close... Fuck!" and there he was, spilling himself inside Reid, holding himself deep into his lover, his arms shaking from the effort, a silent yell twisting his mouth in ecstasy. He barely registered a hand snaking in between their bodies as Reid fisted his own cock, pumping once, twice before following Luke over the edge, a long cry of pure pleasure resonating in the room, reverberating against the walls.
Luke collapsed over Reid, exhausted and spent, burying his head in the crook of Reid's neck. He felt his lover's arms envelop him, holding him close, his ragged breaths slowing down gradually. They stayed there, entangled in each other, resting, calming down, listening to the slowing beat of their hearts.
Reid was absentmindedly playing with Luke's hair when the younger man suddenly broke the silence. "I'll want to do that again, you know," he said in a slow, sleepy voice.
"Im counting on that, Luke." Reid pressed his lips to Luke's temple, closing his eyes, smiling. "I'm counting on that."