Fic: Tranches De Vie (3/?) - The Hospital
Title: Tranches De Vie - The Hospital
Author: playingwithcake
Rating: Ranging from PG to NC17. This one is R for language, making out and general fooling around
Pairing: Luke/Reid
Summary: A series of ficlets depicting (or trying to) some aspects of Reid's and Luke's lives.
Disclaimer: None of this is real. This all comes from my twisted, perverted mind.
Warning: None.
Author's Note: This series assume a mature relationship between Luke and Reid. No train. No babboon heart pediatrician. Big thanks to unifiedxdivide for the beta! You rock. Thank you for being there and encouraging me! :)
PS: If you guys have ideas of little "slices of life" fics you'd like to read about, please feel free to add your ideas on the comments! I have a few more ideas for this series, but I'm open to suggestions!
The Hospital
"Ok, ok, here he comes, here he comes!"
Luke hurried back to Reid, who was standing further down the hallway, back against the wall, hands in his lab coat pockets. As soon as Luke was within reach, Reid pulled him by the arm, his body crashing against his, their lips colliding in a hasty embrace. Luke pushed his hands under the lab coat, letting them lay flat on Reid's chest, the well defined muscles flexing underneath his touch. Groin to groin, they started rubbing against each other, moans escaping from both men, growing louder and louder as they moved. They were kissing sloppily, making as much sucking noises as they could. Luke could hear Casey's footsteps getting closer, unknowingly urging him to double up his efforts. He wanted to hear Reid, and he wanted him to be loud. Real fucking loud. So he went for it. He broke the kiss, moved his mouth to Reid's neck and bit him, hard, pushing his half-erect cock forcefully against Reid's.
"Fuck, Luke!," Reid let out, just as Casey rounded the corner of the hospital corridor.
"You want more, don't you?" Luke spoke, loud enough for Casey to hear.
"HOLY SHIT!!!!! GUYS!!!!!!" screamed Casey, as he spun around on his feet, shielding his eyes from the scene.
Casey didn't even feel the need to apologize for walking in on Luke and Reid. "It's the 12th time this week, guys, can't I walk somewhere without running into you making out with each other? GOD!", he ranted, gesturing wildly with his arms as he turned around to face the two men.
Luke, still pressed closely against Reid's entire body, let a hand travel down to the edge of the older man's shirt, a finger lingering on the newly exposed, soft skin underneath.
"Hm, Case," he spoke, a smile on his lips, his eyes narrowing. "I'm starting to think these little walking in on us are not entirely accidental. Are you stalking us?"
Reid bent down a little, loudly kissing the side of Luke's neck, trying desperately not to let the laugh he was trying to hold in bubble out of his mouth.
"WHAT??? You think I'm..." Casey rubbed his face with both hands in annoyance. "Would you STOP that, Reid? Man!" Casey said a little angrier than he intended to. His feet started to move again, shuffling towards the opposing wall, trying to avoid the Luke-and-Reid being (he calls them LuRe in his mind) still pressed against the other wall. Reid disentangled himself from Luke quickly, and made a beeline for Casey. Luke followed closely behind.
"Admit it, Casey," Reid said, his hands on Casey's shoulders, pushing back, until Casey's back hit the wall behind him. "You like walking in on us making out." Casey just stared back at him. Reid kicked Casey's foot, nudging his legs to open, pressing a leg against Casey's right one.
"I... No! Stop it!" hissed Casey. But he didn't fight Reid pressing himself against him.
"Don't fight it, Case," Luke added, his face now dangerously close to his best friend's face, staring at his mouth. "You love watching us, and deep down, you wish it was your body under those skillful neurosurgeon's hands," Luke said, pointing at Reid for emphasis.
"Luke, damn it, no... I... Reid! Stop it! STOP! IT!"
But Casey's words were now devoid of real anger. He sighed loudly, as he felt Reid's leg pressing against his groin. Just then Luke grabbed the back of Reid's head, a fistful of strawberry blond hair, and crashed his lips against Reid's. No time was wasted with gentle, chaste pecks; it was all open mouth sloppy french kisses, moans and whimpers.
Casey's mouth fell open, ready to scream his disgust and repulsion, but somehow he found himself embarrassingly silent. Even more embarrassing (and somewhat puzzling) was Casey's bulge growing larger and still pressed against Reid's leg.
"Seriously guys... Come on..."
Casey's words fell onto deaf ears. Luke licked Reid's lips, biting them lightly as he dove in once more to explore Reid's mouth fully, hands roaming, pulling, pushing, searching for skin. Reid angled his body towards Luke, forcing him against the wall once more, pressing his entire body against Luke's. Casey looked on in horror, oddly fascinated, his tongue peeking out and unconsciously swiping at his own lips. He slowly backed away from the two lovers, trying to avoid staring at them, but all he could do was look, eyes wide, mouth agape.
"Enjoying the show, Mr Hughes?" Reid whispered huskily, winking at Casey.
Casey shook his head forcefully, turning on his heels towards his earlier destination. "I better not catch you two making out again or else..."
His words were lost amongst the hearty laughter emerging from the Luke-Reid being (better known as LuRe) tightly pressed against the wall.