Equals 18
EQUALS…
Author: Scotianova
Beta-fairy: Carol38
Disclaimer: I don't own them and writing about them is just for fun.
Genre: A story about different shades of love
Pairing: Reid and Luke - as always
Characters: Reid Oliver, Luke Snyder, Ravi Oliver, Ruby Oliver II, Kathryn Peretti, Liath Orbanns, Damien Grimaldi, Henry Coleman,Dustin Donovan, Paul Ryan, Holly McLean…
Warning: none so far
Rating: sexual contents
Summary: On the surface they couldn’t be more different from every point of view, but if someone just looks closely at them…
AN: This is an attempt to invert some facts and whereabouts but I hope the character drawing is plausible- somehow at least ;)
18.
It was about two in the morning and Luke couldn’t sleep. He tried to simply enjoy the upcoming ‘date’ with Reid yet he was achingly insecure about what would happen afterwards. He wanted that man so much, but could they actually have a future?
Luke passed Jerry and Max, two guards who did their rounds; it hadn’t taken long and Luke knew all of them, most of them were very nice and absolutely loyal. The three men said silently hello to each other when an unmistakable sob was heard coming from little Ruby’s room. In less than a second they ran to the girl’s room.
Ruby sat in her bed, the blanket pulled up to her chin and was totally upset.
“They wanted to take Ravi…”
“Who?” Jerry and Luke asked in unison.
“THEY!”
How could adults ask such a stupid question?
In the meantime Max was back from Ravi’s room and signaled that he’d checked the room and the boy was sound asleep.
So Luke sat down and offered Ruby his hand, which she accepted without missing a beat. Jerry had turned on the light and searched every corner, cupboard under the bed and behind the curtains.
“I know ‘monsters’ are only in my head but they are real regardless!”
Okay, now Luke saw more clearly and he absolutely knew who had told the little girl that monsters were only a product of a vivid imagination and maybe he would tell Reid sometime that rationalizing didn’t help a 6 year old girl.
But what to tell a girl who was surrounded by a little army of security-men and yet had monsters in her room?
“Well, the things in your head are real too - in a different way of course than things you can touch and squeeze.” Luke offered softly when he noticed Reid standing in the door, his curls wet, and having nothing on but boxers. Why on earth did that guy shower in the middle of the night? Wasn’t it enough that he already occupied 90 percent of Luke’s thoughts? How was Luke supposed to get freshly showered Reid out of his mind?
Wet Reid finally approached his daughter’s bed and sat down across from Luke but that didn’t prevent Luke’s nose from filling with the scent of cedarwood, citron and something Luke didn’t identify.
Of course Luke was forgotten in an instant and Ruby threw herself into her father’s arms.
“They wanted to take Ravi away and I screamed and screamed but nobody heard me.”
“Look around - we heard you just in time.” Reid reassured while gently cradling her in his arms.
“Listen, you are the toughest little girl I know, but even the toughest girls on earth are scared sometimes - especially when their brother was very sick for a very long time. And being scared is a good thing or you wouldn’t recognize when there is any danger ahead. And sometimes those toughest girls don’t want to accept their fear and they ignore it but fear is a tricky thing and doesn’t like to be ignored so it looks for ways to be heard. And when monsters come to you in your dreams - then it’s your fear knocking at your door to be heard. Do you understand that?”
The tearstained girl looked at her dad and Luke could see how she processed Reid’s explanation.
“You say monsters aren’t real but my fear is.”
“Yep!”
“But would you stay with me even so?” Underlining her request Ruby lifted her blanket and Reid slipped under it, pulled his daughter in his arms while Luke stood up, smiled and wished both redheads goodnight.
Turning off the light he caught Reid looking after him and simply died. He died from a lot of things but mainly from craving to drown in those eyes only to emerge again and be caught by those unexpectedly strong arms.
What had he gotten himself into for God’s sake?
He wouldn’t have dared to hope that he’d meet the redhead again - an hour later, unfortunately Reid had put on a shirt and sweatpants in the meantime.
Was Luke surprised when he looked into Reid’s eyes - as he stood in the doorway, with his head bowed, hands clinging to the frame?
Yes and no.
“Reid…”
The addressed man didn’t answer, he moved his lips but it seemed he just couldn’t get anything out.
He lifted his head and his eyes were wide open now, surreally blue and they were asking a yet unspoken question, Reid couldn’t put it into words - and he didn’t need to. Luke understood anyway.
Luke cautiously approached Reid.
Sometimes words were meaningless, while gestures said so much more.
When they almost touched each other Reid leaned in and let himself be held by Luke’s strong arms - his own arms helplessly hanging down. Both men inhaled the other man’s scent and felt their mutual warmth. What hit Luke most was that their breathing suddenly synchronized.
“It’s okay, Reid. It’s okay.”
After a short while Luke started stroking Reid’s back - it was an unconscious gesture - yet he felt the well-defined muscles there and was so happy that Reid finally wrapped his arms around his waist. With closed eyes Luke felt Reid shifting a bit and eventually finding a comfortable place for his head to lie down in the crook of Luke’s neck.
What a gesture - genuine, familiar, innocent and yet so unbearably erotic. Sensing, feeling, breathing Luke wondered if Reid’s eyes were closed too. They stood there arms wrapped around each other, two grown men, on the brink of an unknown future, but both feeling the next steps would change everything.
Later it was hard to point out when exactly something changed - imperceptively first, but with growing evidence in the end - and just as Luke worried about his ‘corpora cavernosa’ busily swelling in his penis he felt Reid’s erection pressing against his thigh.
Sometimes synchronicity was a blessing.
Luke was deadly sure that Reid would run away if he said anything in that very moment, so he continued to just hold the slowly relaxing man and added some cradling.
His almost surreal sovereignty crumbled though when he felt Reid’s soft but firm lips slightly touch his neck. First it was just a soft pressure of smooth flesh on tender skin, but then he felt the nosy tip of Reid’s tongue cautiously testing waters and licking Luke’s surely salty skin there. Still he was very cautious, he wouldn’t initiate anything he would just hover there and wait for Reid to dare the next step.
However he wasn’t a saint, right? Therefore he opened his eyes and lifted Reid’s jaw up so that the man had to look at him. But Reid kept his eyes closed with a dreamy look on his face. Luke had to ask if Reid was sure about what was happening though - needing at least an unspoken agreement that he’d gotten Reid’s intention right. Torn between craving words, a kind of a statement and being afraid that just the littlest sound would break the spell Luke closed his eyes again intently sensing Reid’s hands feeling their way up and down Luke’s sides, eventually reaching for Luke’s right hand and squeezing it, entwining their fingers to release them shortly after. When Reid took Luke’s hand and guided it downwards Luke didn’t dare breathe anymore. He knew where Reid was directing his hand and couldn’t stop moaning softly when he finally got there with the little help from Reid and cupped the other man’s quite impressive erection. A mixture of a deep sigh and an aroused moan coming from Reid was his reward.
Luke’s thumb firmly but tenderly stroked the telltale longish bulge, causing Reid to shift to give Luke’s hand better room while simultaneously pulling Luke closer. Luke felt Reid’s breath hot against his neck and realized that Reid tried to contain his want.
“I’ll catch you…”
Then Reid shifted again opened his gorgeous eyes and looked at him - the blue pools so wide open again that Luke was scared to lose himself in them for good! God, what was happening here?
“Don’t get involved too deeply, Luke! You are only going to get hurt again. Maybe this isn’t about you and him, maybe it’s about him mourning his lost lover and being upset about being forced into a life that strangles him.” hissed Luke’s alter ego, sitting on his shoulder with the usual concerned expression plastered on his face. Ignoring the fading echo though, Luke cupped Reid’s cheek with his free hand and kissed him ever so tenderly.
“Come inside” - only now Luke realized that they were still standing in the doorframe.
Maybe you’ve experienced those moments too - when you were scared to death you’d make a huge mistake and did it anyway?
So yes, Luke was pretty afraid this wasn’t the best idea because Reid was out of sorts and may regret it the following day, and because he already knew that one single night wouldn’t be enough!
Throwing his doubts overboard he deepened the kiss however, wanting his tongue to be his vanguard delivering his desire to crawl into that man in front of him - entering his being, invading it, moving in looking for a tenement for his own forlorn self.
And there it was - the hesitating, the indiction of something he didn’t want at all. Suddenly Reid stopped responding to the strokes of Luke’s tongue, drew back, closed his lips and leaned his forehead against Luke’s.
“I can’t! I can’t!”
“You can’t what?” Luke almost didn’t recognize his own voice right then, it was heavy with lust and fear that Reid would back away.
“I can’t do this anymore.”
“What’s this?”
“Everything -“ with that Reid leaned his forehead onto Luke’s shoulder and breathed laboredly.
“I am crawling out of my skin, Luke.” He moaned.
“Cluelessly understanding here” Luke whispered and rubbed Reid’s needy member a bit harder.
If all that was a mistake it was the only thing Luke wanted to do in that very moment however.
Embracing the already lurking pain Luke whispered:
“It’s okay, Reid. We’re not moving out of the country together we’re just going to be together this night!”
“It’s been so long…”
“Don’t worry, it’s like biking or swimming - once acquired you never forget how to do it.”
Luke chuckled and smiled when Reid joined him.
He would cherish this man tonight; he would satisfy his desire and still his need. He would make love to Reid Oliver even if the redhead most likely didn’t know what he wanted yet.
Luke intended to savor every second of the night, and every inch of Reid’s lean, almost skinny body.
He intended to engrave this night in his memory and never let it go.
He intended to be Reid’s lover - even if only for one night.
Maybe that night would be the only one they‘d ever get, come what may, making love to Reid was worth almost everything.
“Okay, I would like you to engage first gear then?” Reid groaned.
“Huh?”
Sometimes verbalizing was just overrated so Reid pushed his pants down himself and helped his throbbing penis to get some fresh air.
“Sorry that rush of endorphins is clouding my comprehension. But I’m a fast learner” Luke chuckled again and freed himself from his pants with one move.
That’s it.
Simultaneously both men reached down and cupped firm cheeks with both their hands and pressed their bodies together, feeling their telltale, mutual hardness pressing against soft skin.
It wasn’t long before they slowed down though.
“Come to bed.”
Luke didn’t want them getting off in a hurry. He wanted to draw this out as long as possible.
Taking in the sight of Reid he felt vindicated - Reid was a tidbit, well he was a bit skinny but had surprisingly strong arms and shoulders, and Luke was crazy about that copper hair covering his legs and underarms, it was so soft and silky.
“It’s been so long…”
Recalling Reid’s confession, and given the fact that he’d been in a relationship for 13 years Luke wondered if Reid had been with only one man. And as if the redhead could read Luke’s mind he whispered while he gently sucked at Luke’s bottom lip:
“I haven’t been with many men…”
“And….?” Luke wondered where Reid was driving at.
“Just saying…”
But the blond man just didn’t want Reid to insinuate that Luke was promiscuous, because he wasn’t;
at least not on his scale of values. Hopefully there would be a moment he could explain to Reid, why he hadn’t been able to stay with one man for the decade. Well, he could perfectly picture what Papageno or especially Liath had told Reid about Luciano Grimaldi’s ‘lifestyle’. But he just didn’t want his thoughts to go to there right now.
“Tell me what you like.”
“…your lips …they’ve driven me crazy since the first time you opened them to speak…”
Reid’s confession was companied with a soft groan that broke something in Luke. And when Reid tenderly thumbed Luke’s bottom lip and studied it as if he was seeing it for the first time Luke’s genuine sophistication crumbled and he suddenly felt as if he was the one with only a low number of previous relationships.
“Reid…”
“What?”
Both men’s voices were thick with anticipation, want and insecurity at the same time.
“You make me feel things…”
“How do I make you feel?” Reid asked but obviously hadn’t time for waiting for an answer because he grabbed Luke’s face in both hands and kissed him as if it was the last occasion to kiss a man ever.
He didn’t ask for allowance for his tongue to plunge in Luke’s warm, sweet warm mouth, he just did it.
Suddenly being at the receiving end wasn’t familiar to Luke anymore but with Reid everything was different anyway, so Luke closed his eyes and let himself be explored, tasted and savored. Reid’s kisses were a mixture of closemouthed tenderness, tentative, meddlesomely tongue-darting seeking and pure, wet eagerness and desire: “God, you have no idea how much I want you.” He groaned loudly.
“I do!”
Luke whispered, shifted and rolled over to search his nightstand. Wordlessly he offered Reid a condom and a small tube of lube. In the end the two of them were grown men with a long history of different experiences and a similarly acquired knowledge of human nature. So Reid grabbed the condom but gently put it down onto the sheets and continued kissing Luke. They hadn’t all the time in the world but there had to be time for this:
Slowly making their lips, tongues and skin acquaint themselves. Luke was the hairier one and Reid apparently enjoyed rubbing his own, rather hairless chest against Luke’s soft fur causing both men moan with relish. Reid touched Luke’s scar ever so tenderly: “Weis did a good job…perfect cut into perfect skin…”
When people are intimate for the first time and there isn’t anything such as alcohol to gloss over the humbleness and awkwardness it’s a very raw, honest act, because there is literally nothing to cover your body and soul.
So when Reid’s naturally skilled mouth reached Luke’s very private parts the younger man released a sigh of relief and Reid got up, rested his gorgeous ass on his heels, looked Luke searchingly in the eye and the blond man lifted his legs up and placed them on Reid’s shoulders.
Sometimes talking was definitely overrated.
Reid was a gentle lover, he thoroughly prepared Luke for entering him, he moved deliberately but carefully and he accompanied his thrusts with soft low noises so Luke wasn’t sure what he liked more, the physical movements and touches or the sweet way Reid’s voice caressed his soul.
Their second round started with Reid whispering: “Have you got another condom?” and Luke happily returned the favor leading Reid to that unique kind of dance that makes everyone clairvoyantly aware of another human being so close to them and simultaneously it guides them to the bottom of their own being.
Author: Scotianova
Beta-fairy: Carol38
Disclaimer: I don't own them and writing about them is just for fun.
Genre: A story about different shades of love
Pairing: Reid and Luke - as always
Characters: Reid Oliver, Luke Snyder, Ravi Oliver, Ruby Oliver II, Kathryn Peretti, Liath Orbanns, Damien Grimaldi, Henry Coleman,Dustin Donovan, Paul Ryan, Holly McLean…
Warning: none so far
Rating: sexual contents
Summary: On the surface they couldn’t be more different from every point of view, but if someone just looks closely at them…
AN: This is an attempt to invert some facts and whereabouts but I hope the character drawing is plausible- somehow at least ;)
18.
It was about two in the morning and Luke couldn’t sleep. He tried to simply enjoy the upcoming ‘date’ with Reid yet he was achingly insecure about what would happen afterwards. He wanted that man so much, but could they actually have a future?
Luke passed Jerry and Max, two guards who did their rounds; it hadn’t taken long and Luke knew all of them, most of them were very nice and absolutely loyal. The three men said silently hello to each other when an unmistakable sob was heard coming from little Ruby’s room. In less than a second they ran to the girl’s room.
Ruby sat in her bed, the blanket pulled up to her chin and was totally upset.
“They wanted to take Ravi…”
“Who?” Jerry and Luke asked in unison.
“THEY!”
How could adults ask such a stupid question?
In the meantime Max was back from Ravi’s room and signaled that he’d checked the room and the boy was sound asleep.
So Luke sat down and offered Ruby his hand, which she accepted without missing a beat. Jerry had turned on the light and searched every corner, cupboard under the bed and behind the curtains.
“I know ‘monsters’ are only in my head but they are real regardless!”
Okay, now Luke saw more clearly and he absolutely knew who had told the little girl that monsters were only a product of a vivid imagination and maybe he would tell Reid sometime that rationalizing didn’t help a 6 year old girl.
But what to tell a girl who was surrounded by a little army of security-men and yet had monsters in her room?
“Well, the things in your head are real too - in a different way of course than things you can touch and squeeze.” Luke offered softly when he noticed Reid standing in the door, his curls wet, and having nothing on but boxers. Why on earth did that guy shower in the middle of the night? Wasn’t it enough that he already occupied 90 percent of Luke’s thoughts? How was Luke supposed to get freshly showered Reid out of his mind?
Wet Reid finally approached his daughter’s bed and sat down across from Luke but that didn’t prevent Luke’s nose from filling with the scent of cedarwood, citron and something Luke didn’t identify.
Of course Luke was forgotten in an instant and Ruby threw herself into her father’s arms.
“They wanted to take Ravi away and I screamed and screamed but nobody heard me.”
“Look around - we heard you just in time.” Reid reassured while gently cradling her in his arms.
“Listen, you are the toughest little girl I know, but even the toughest girls on earth are scared sometimes - especially when their brother was very sick for a very long time. And being scared is a good thing or you wouldn’t recognize when there is any danger ahead. And sometimes those toughest girls don’t want to accept their fear and they ignore it but fear is a tricky thing and doesn’t like to be ignored so it looks for ways to be heard. And when monsters come to you in your dreams - then it’s your fear knocking at your door to be heard. Do you understand that?”
The tearstained girl looked at her dad and Luke could see how she processed Reid’s explanation.
“You say monsters aren’t real but my fear is.”
“Yep!”
“But would you stay with me even so?” Underlining her request Ruby lifted her blanket and Reid slipped under it, pulled his daughter in his arms while Luke stood up, smiled and wished both redheads goodnight.
Turning off the light he caught Reid looking after him and simply died. He died from a lot of things but mainly from craving to drown in those eyes only to emerge again and be caught by those unexpectedly strong arms.
What had he gotten himself into for God’s sake?
He wouldn’t have dared to hope that he’d meet the redhead again - an hour later, unfortunately Reid had put on a shirt and sweatpants in the meantime.
Was Luke surprised when he looked into Reid’s eyes - as he stood in the doorway, with his head bowed, hands clinging to the frame?
Yes and no.
“Reid…”
The addressed man didn’t answer, he moved his lips but it seemed he just couldn’t get anything out.
He lifted his head and his eyes were wide open now, surreally blue and they were asking a yet unspoken question, Reid couldn’t put it into words - and he didn’t need to. Luke understood anyway.
Luke cautiously approached Reid.
Sometimes words were meaningless, while gestures said so much more.
When they almost touched each other Reid leaned in and let himself be held by Luke’s strong arms - his own arms helplessly hanging down. Both men inhaled the other man’s scent and felt their mutual warmth. What hit Luke most was that their breathing suddenly synchronized.
“It’s okay, Reid. It’s okay.”
After a short while Luke started stroking Reid’s back - it was an unconscious gesture - yet he felt the well-defined muscles there and was so happy that Reid finally wrapped his arms around his waist. With closed eyes Luke felt Reid shifting a bit and eventually finding a comfortable place for his head to lie down in the crook of Luke’s neck.
What a gesture - genuine, familiar, innocent and yet so unbearably erotic. Sensing, feeling, breathing Luke wondered if Reid’s eyes were closed too. They stood there arms wrapped around each other, two grown men, on the brink of an unknown future, but both feeling the next steps would change everything.
Later it was hard to point out when exactly something changed - imperceptively first, but with growing evidence in the end - and just as Luke worried about his ‘corpora cavernosa’ busily swelling in his penis he felt Reid’s erection pressing against his thigh.
Sometimes synchronicity was a blessing.
Luke was deadly sure that Reid would run away if he said anything in that very moment, so he continued to just hold the slowly relaxing man and added some cradling.
His almost surreal sovereignty crumbled though when he felt Reid’s soft but firm lips slightly touch his neck. First it was just a soft pressure of smooth flesh on tender skin, but then he felt the nosy tip of Reid’s tongue cautiously testing waters and licking Luke’s surely salty skin there. Still he was very cautious, he wouldn’t initiate anything he would just hover there and wait for Reid to dare the next step.
However he wasn’t a saint, right? Therefore he opened his eyes and lifted Reid’s jaw up so that the man had to look at him. But Reid kept his eyes closed with a dreamy look on his face. Luke had to ask if Reid was sure about what was happening though - needing at least an unspoken agreement that he’d gotten Reid’s intention right. Torn between craving words, a kind of a statement and being afraid that just the littlest sound would break the spell Luke closed his eyes again intently sensing Reid’s hands feeling their way up and down Luke’s sides, eventually reaching for Luke’s right hand and squeezing it, entwining their fingers to release them shortly after. When Reid took Luke’s hand and guided it downwards Luke didn’t dare breathe anymore. He knew where Reid was directing his hand and couldn’t stop moaning softly when he finally got there with the little help from Reid and cupped the other man’s quite impressive erection. A mixture of a deep sigh and an aroused moan coming from Reid was his reward.
Luke’s thumb firmly but tenderly stroked the telltale longish bulge, causing Reid to shift to give Luke’s hand better room while simultaneously pulling Luke closer. Luke felt Reid’s breath hot against his neck and realized that Reid tried to contain his want.
“I’ll catch you…”
Then Reid shifted again opened his gorgeous eyes and looked at him - the blue pools so wide open again that Luke was scared to lose himself in them for good! God, what was happening here?
“Don’t get involved too deeply, Luke! You are only going to get hurt again. Maybe this isn’t about you and him, maybe it’s about him mourning his lost lover and being upset about being forced into a life that strangles him.” hissed Luke’s alter ego, sitting on his shoulder with the usual concerned expression plastered on his face. Ignoring the fading echo though, Luke cupped Reid’s cheek with his free hand and kissed him ever so tenderly.
“Come inside” - only now Luke realized that they were still standing in the doorframe.
Maybe you’ve experienced those moments too - when you were scared to death you’d make a huge mistake and did it anyway?
So yes, Luke was pretty afraid this wasn’t the best idea because Reid was out of sorts and may regret it the following day, and because he already knew that one single night wouldn’t be enough!
Throwing his doubts overboard he deepened the kiss however, wanting his tongue to be his vanguard delivering his desire to crawl into that man in front of him - entering his being, invading it, moving in looking for a tenement for his own forlorn self.
And there it was - the hesitating, the indiction of something he didn’t want at all. Suddenly Reid stopped responding to the strokes of Luke’s tongue, drew back, closed his lips and leaned his forehead against Luke’s.
“I can’t! I can’t!”
“You can’t what?” Luke almost didn’t recognize his own voice right then, it was heavy with lust and fear that Reid would back away.
“I can’t do this anymore.”
“What’s this?”
“Everything -“ with that Reid leaned his forehead onto Luke’s shoulder and breathed laboredly.
“I am crawling out of my skin, Luke.” He moaned.
“Cluelessly understanding here” Luke whispered and rubbed Reid’s needy member a bit harder.
If all that was a mistake it was the only thing Luke wanted to do in that very moment however.
Embracing the already lurking pain Luke whispered:
“It’s okay, Reid. We’re not moving out of the country together we’re just going to be together this night!”
“It’s been so long…”
“Don’t worry, it’s like biking or swimming - once acquired you never forget how to do it.”
Luke chuckled and smiled when Reid joined him.
He would cherish this man tonight; he would satisfy his desire and still his need. He would make love to Reid Oliver even if the redhead most likely didn’t know what he wanted yet.
Luke intended to savor every second of the night, and every inch of Reid’s lean, almost skinny body.
He intended to engrave this night in his memory and never let it go.
He intended to be Reid’s lover - even if only for one night.
Maybe that night would be the only one they‘d ever get, come what may, making love to Reid was worth almost everything.
“Okay, I would like you to engage first gear then?” Reid groaned.
“Huh?”
Sometimes verbalizing was just overrated so Reid pushed his pants down himself and helped his throbbing penis to get some fresh air.
“Sorry that rush of endorphins is clouding my comprehension. But I’m a fast learner” Luke chuckled again and freed himself from his pants with one move.
That’s it.
Simultaneously both men reached down and cupped firm cheeks with both their hands and pressed their bodies together, feeling their telltale, mutual hardness pressing against soft skin.
It wasn’t long before they slowed down though.
“Come to bed.”
Luke didn’t want them getting off in a hurry. He wanted to draw this out as long as possible.
Taking in the sight of Reid he felt vindicated - Reid was a tidbit, well he was a bit skinny but had surprisingly strong arms and shoulders, and Luke was crazy about that copper hair covering his legs and underarms, it was so soft and silky.
“It’s been so long…”
Recalling Reid’s confession, and given the fact that he’d been in a relationship for 13 years Luke wondered if Reid had been with only one man. And as if the redhead could read Luke’s mind he whispered while he gently sucked at Luke’s bottom lip:
“I haven’t been with many men…”
“And….?” Luke wondered where Reid was driving at.
“Just saying…”
But the blond man just didn’t want Reid to insinuate that Luke was promiscuous, because he wasn’t;
at least not on his scale of values. Hopefully there would be a moment he could explain to Reid, why he hadn’t been able to stay with one man for the decade. Well, he could perfectly picture what Papageno or especially Liath had told Reid about Luciano Grimaldi’s ‘lifestyle’. But he just didn’t want his thoughts to go to there right now.
“Tell me what you like.”
“…your lips …they’ve driven me crazy since the first time you opened them to speak…”
Reid’s confession was companied with a soft groan that broke something in Luke. And when Reid tenderly thumbed Luke’s bottom lip and studied it as if he was seeing it for the first time Luke’s genuine sophistication crumbled and he suddenly felt as if he was the one with only a low number of previous relationships.
“Reid…”
“What?”
Both men’s voices were thick with anticipation, want and insecurity at the same time.
“You make me feel things…”
“How do I make you feel?” Reid asked but obviously hadn’t time for waiting for an answer because he grabbed Luke’s face in both hands and kissed him as if it was the last occasion to kiss a man ever.
He didn’t ask for allowance for his tongue to plunge in Luke’s warm, sweet warm mouth, he just did it.
Suddenly being at the receiving end wasn’t familiar to Luke anymore but with Reid everything was different anyway, so Luke closed his eyes and let himself be explored, tasted and savored. Reid’s kisses were a mixture of closemouthed tenderness, tentative, meddlesomely tongue-darting seeking and pure, wet eagerness and desire: “God, you have no idea how much I want you.” He groaned loudly.
“I do!”
Luke whispered, shifted and rolled over to search his nightstand. Wordlessly he offered Reid a condom and a small tube of lube. In the end the two of them were grown men with a long history of different experiences and a similarly acquired knowledge of human nature. So Reid grabbed the condom but gently put it down onto the sheets and continued kissing Luke. They hadn’t all the time in the world but there had to be time for this:
Slowly making their lips, tongues and skin acquaint themselves. Luke was the hairier one and Reid apparently enjoyed rubbing his own, rather hairless chest against Luke’s soft fur causing both men moan with relish. Reid touched Luke’s scar ever so tenderly: “Weis did a good job…perfect cut into perfect skin…”
When people are intimate for the first time and there isn’t anything such as alcohol to gloss over the humbleness and awkwardness it’s a very raw, honest act, because there is literally nothing to cover your body and soul.
So when Reid’s naturally skilled mouth reached Luke’s very private parts the younger man released a sigh of relief and Reid got up, rested his gorgeous ass on his heels, looked Luke searchingly in the eye and the blond man lifted his legs up and placed them on Reid’s shoulders.
Sometimes talking was definitely overrated.
Reid was a gentle lover, he thoroughly prepared Luke for entering him, he moved deliberately but carefully and he accompanied his thrusts with soft low noises so Luke wasn’t sure what he liked more, the physical movements and touches or the sweet way Reid’s voice caressed his soul.
Their second round started with Reid whispering: “Have you got another condom?” and Luke happily returned the favor leading Reid to that unique kind of dance that makes everyone clairvoyantly aware of another human being so close to them and simultaneously it guides them to the bottom of their own being.