The Big Gamble (Epilogue)
Epilogue:
“Holy shit, how much stuff do you have?” Reid asked as he carried in the last box. He looked around his living room to see boxes of all sizes practically littering his living room floor. Not knowing where to set it, he just plopped it down on top of another.
“Your apartment’s smaller than mine. I told you we would’ve had more room in mine.”
“Your apartment though also came with memories of that……manboy. My apartment however, has no memories of you with anyone else but me. You eating dinner with me, you watching TV with me, you blowing me for the first time on my couch, you being fucked into the mattress by me for the first time in my bed. Are you seeing a pattern?”
“Yes dear, I see your point.”
“I knew you would,” Reid said proudly.
“Hmm,” Luke hummed amused. He collapsed back onto the couch and closed his eyes; his muscles tired and sore from the busy day he had, had. He could feel the couch dip in beside him and smiled as he felt Reid’s head lean against his shoulder. “Did you ever think we’d get here?” he asked quietly.
“Maybe after I pulled my head out of my ass.”
Luke laughed. “Yeah. I forgave you though. After all, it’s not your fault you were emotionally stunted until you met me. And then…..with my looks and my personality…..you had never experienced something so amazing before. You just didn’t know what to do when you fell for my awesomeness. I was too good to be true. It’s a wonder why you thought it would never work out.”
“Where the fuck did this ego come from all of a sudden?”
“I don’t know,” he shrugged. “I think my boyfriend’s been rubbing off on me.”
“I’d like to rub something right now.” Reid snuck his hand between Luke’s legs and rubbed lightly over the growing hardness below.
“Oh doctor,” Luke groaned.
“Hey Luke!” Reid popped up.
“What?” Luke’s eyes snapped open wondering why Reid’s hand left him.
“These have all of your clothes in them right? Even your old ones?”
“Yeah,” he looked confused. “Why?”
“Do you still have your old basketball uniform?” He looked at Luke with a glint in his eye while Luke smiled almost sinfully in remembrance.
“Why yes actually. Yes I do.”
The End
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“Holy shit, how much stuff do you have?” Reid asked as he carried in the last box. He looked around his living room to see boxes of all sizes practically littering his living room floor. Not knowing where to set it, he just plopped it down on top of another.
“Your apartment’s smaller than mine. I told you we would’ve had more room in mine.”
“Your apartment though also came with memories of that……manboy. My apartment however, has no memories of you with anyone else but me. You eating dinner with me, you watching TV with me, you blowing me for the first time on my couch, you being fucked into the mattress by me for the first time in my bed. Are you seeing a pattern?”
“Yes dear, I see your point.”
“I knew you would,” Reid said proudly.
“Hmm,” Luke hummed amused. He collapsed back onto the couch and closed his eyes; his muscles tired and sore from the busy day he had, had. He could feel the couch dip in beside him and smiled as he felt Reid’s head lean against his shoulder. “Did you ever think we’d get here?” he asked quietly.
“Maybe after I pulled my head out of my ass.”
Luke laughed. “Yeah. I forgave you though. After all, it’s not your fault you were emotionally stunted until you met me. And then…..with my looks and my personality…..you had never experienced something so amazing before. You just didn’t know what to do when you fell for my awesomeness. I was too good to be true. It’s a wonder why you thought it would never work out.”
“Where the fuck did this ego come from all of a sudden?”
“I don’t know,” he shrugged. “I think my boyfriend’s been rubbing off on me.”
“I’d like to rub something right now.” Reid snuck his hand between Luke’s legs and rubbed lightly over the growing hardness below.
“Oh doctor,” Luke groaned.
“Hey Luke!” Reid popped up.
“What?” Luke’s eyes snapped open wondering why Reid’s hand left him.
“These have all of your clothes in them right? Even your old ones?”
“Yeah,” he looked confused. “Why?”
“Do you still have your old basketball uniform?” He looked at Luke with a glint in his eye while Luke smiled almost sinfully in remembrance.
“Why yes actually. Yes I do.”
The End
MasterPost