fic: Prince Luciano (epilogue, 10/10)
Title: Prince Luciano (LuRe Big Bang 2011)
Author: alissablue & slayerkitty
Rating: PG-13 to NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Luke/Reid, Noah, Damian, Casey, Bob
Category: AU, fluff/schmoop, angst,
Chapters: 10, including the epilogue.
Word count: 27,368
Summary: Luciano Eduardo Grimaldi is the future king of Malta. In defiance of Damian's wishes, he remains close to his family and Oakdale, going as far as to create the Neurology wing for the hospital, and even blackmailing one Dr. Reid Oliver into running it. Reid is prepared to hate everything about Oakdale in his anger about being blackmailed, including Luciano...except as it turns out, they already know each other..
Warnings: Angst
Disclaimer: We don’t own the characters, we just enjoy playing with them.
Authors’ note: Special thanks to Carol for being our beta and csigeekfan for the very pretty artwork! Assume that Malta is a monarchy, and that everything that happens to Reid in early 2011 is still canon, minus the blind!Noah part and the Judd lawsuit. And, being the talented young heir that he is, Luke speaks both Italian and Maltese and is a master at code switching between the two.
Previous chapters: I / II / III / IV / V / VI / VII / VIII / IX /
Epilogue
It was a month after Luke’s coronation.
The kingdom was in transition now, undergoing a yearlong process during which Luke would take over more and more of Damian’s tasks, and he would prepare himself to become the official king of Malta. The coronation had been the symbolic beginning of his new life. People now referred to him as King Luciano Eduardo Grimaldi, and, although there were still a few things he needed Damian’s help with, he was finally starting to feel a bit like a leader.
What appeared more important to the common folks, however, was the royal engagement. It was the talk of the town, dominating the Maltese media. Everyone wanted to know everything there was to know about the upcoming nuptials, and, most importantly, the relationship between the two grooms.
Luke and Reid’s wedding was in three weeks. It would be the first time in the world that there would be a royal, gay wedding, and the exclusivity of it all, brought much attention to the small island. Where Reid had been able to walk around anonymously (and safely) during his first stay on Malta, he now couldn’t take one step outside of the walls of Verdala Palace, without being recognized by the common folks.
It unnerved Luke to see Reid give up his anonymity for a life with him. Luke did his best to keep Reid safe, to keep them both out of the public eye. He often snuck out of the palace with Reid, late at night, and together they revisited the places they had explored together during Reid’s first stay. It made Luke feel so free, and he knew Reid needed those moments, too. They could be anonymous and invisible for several hours, uninhibited as no one spotted them.
Or so Luke thought.
“Why are you staring at me like that?” Reid lowered the sandwich clutched tightly in his hands, narrowing his eyes at Luke suspiciously.
Luke loved looking at Reid. Whenever he got the chance, whenever Reid wasn’t paying attention, Luke took the opportunity to sneak a glance at Reid. And each time, it amazed him that Reid was really his. That he’d escaped from a life with a man he didn’t love, and that the man he did love had given up so much for him.
“I’m not staring… Ok, so what if I am? Watching you eat is like watching a train wreck. It’s a horrible tragedy, but I just can’t seem to look away.” Luke said simply, his face crumpling in disgust as Reid continued to assault the large sandwich.
“Please.” Reid said, his mouth still full. And, somehow, Luke found it attractive. “Watching me eat makes you hard.” Reid continued, rolling his eyes, before smirking mischievously.
“Reid!” Luke scolded, his face turning a bright shade of red. It amused Reid how he could still make Luke blush so easily. “I’m just sayin’… I think our chef has a little crush on you. He always gives you an extra scoop of everything. Do I have anything to worry about, il mio amore?” Luke fluttered his eyelashes, and a small laugh escaped from Reid’s lips despite himself.
“Only because he knows I’ll ask for it if he doesn’t. And, nope, I’ve only got eyes for you. No one else.” Reid offered his hand to Luke, and Luke took it, standing up from his chair and moving to Reid’s side of the dinner table. He let Reid pull him closer, right until the moment he couldn’t help but straddle Reid. Reid caressed Luke’s cheek lovingly, as his other hand left a trail down Luke’s back, stopping right above Luke’s waistband.
“Good.” Luke whispered against Reid’s lips, moving in to kiss him deeply, when a loud cough snapped them back to reality.
“Damian!” Luke said, startled, scrambling to get away from Reid and back into his chair, as if Damian wouldn’t notice. He stood up, facing Damian after taking a deep breath. “We were just-”
“No need to explain, Luciano.” Damian waved a hand dismissively, throwing a binder onto the table, right next to Reid’s plate. “These speak for themselves.”
Luke picked up the binder, opening it up to find the last thing he was expecting. “What are- Oh, my God…” He covered his mouth with his hand. In the binder, Luke found photos. Lots and lots of photos. Some were innocently enough, but the ones that caught his attention, were the photos of their latest late night adventure. “Reid, say something!”
Reid took one glance at the photos and shrugged. “We look hot.” Luke glared at him. “What? There’s nothing wrong with two, fine looking men spending time together.” ‘
“This is more than us spending time together, Reid. Oh, God, how did you get these?!”
“You and your doctor-“ Damian paused, catching himself in his slip of the tongue. Damian was still getting used to the idea of Luke with someone he hadn’t picked out himself. But he saw how happy Reid made Luke and to tell the truth, he had never seen his son this happy. And, while he still had his doubts about Reid’s suitability as a prince and Reid’s personality, Damian had gained a tremendous amount of respect for Reid, because of the lengths he’d gone through to be with Luke.
“You and Reid have got to start being more careful, Luciano.” Damian stated. “Our kingdom is transitioning, on its way to having you take over completely, and this is not the kind of behavior the country needs from you.”
“Dante does these things all the time.” Luke countered. “At least Reid and I are in a serious, committed relationship. We’re getting married, Papà. Surely, you understand.”
“I do. But Dante isn’t king, nor is he first in line to the throne. And this isn’t the first time this has happened. I cannot keep buying every shot the paparazzi snaps of you two…”
Luke sighed, realizing he had no choice but to agree with his father. They hadn’t been careful enough. Reid kissed him every chance he got, uncaring whether or not there was anyone around, and even Luke, with all the restraint he’d been taught, couldn’t resist dragging Reid into public restrooms and alleys and any secluded spot he could find. “You’re right, we will be more discreet next time.” Reid snorted, and both Damian and Luke looked at him in confusion.
“Is there something you’d like to bring to our attention, Reid?” Damian asked.
“Just that your son can’t keep his hands off me. And he’s about to be king, so who am I to say no?”
“Reid!”
*
“We have got to stop doing this!” Luke said, panting as he zipped up his pants. His cock was still sensitive and he slightly winced when he felt the rough fabric against his skin. He had just fucked a completely naked Reid, while Luke had kept his clothes on, and the heated look Reid gave him when Luke handed him his clothes, made Luke want to take Reid all over again.
“I hope you don’t mean have sex, because I’ve got needs, Mr. Snyder.” Reid said, as he put on his pants and dress shirt. “And now that I’ve grown accustomed to fucking the King of Malta, no other ass will ever be worthy of my dick.”
Luke laughed. “No, I mean this, out in the open.”
“You love it.”
“I do.” Luke said, before pressing a kiss on Reid’s lips. Reid, however, took control, not letting Luke break them apart and deepening the kiss until they were out of breath. “Good thing we’ve got a lot of private property, where the press isn’t even allowed on the premises.”
“Oh, yes, the gardens of Verdala Palace offer enough secluded spots for me to ravish you.”
Luke raised an eyebrow. “Oh, so that’s what that was?”
“Not enough?”
“I’m not sure, doctor. I think I need more ravishing, just in case.” Luke grinned, kissing Reid once more. “Do you have some time, before your flight leaves?”
In three hours, Reid would be flying back to The States. Reid had left on such short notice, that he hadn’t gotten the chance to make all the arrangements, the neurological wing in Oakdale being the most important one. Luke and Reid were both still committed to rebuilding the wing, and Reid flew back to Oakdale once every few weeks to supervise the rebuild and help find a proper replacement. In addition to this, they had also made arrangements for a new neurological wing to be built on Malta, as a partner to the American wing.
“It’s the private Grimaldi jet. I think they’ll wait for the King’s lover.”
“Fiancé is more I like it. Almost husband.” Luke said, linking their hands together. “I can’t wait to be yours. I love you, Reid.”
“I love you, too, King Luciano. “
THE END
Author: alissablue & slayerkitty
Rating: PG-13 to NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Luke/Reid, Noah, Damian, Casey, Bob
Category: AU, fluff/schmoop, angst,
Chapters: 10, including the epilogue.
Word count: 27,368
Summary: Luciano Eduardo Grimaldi is the future king of Malta. In defiance of Damian's wishes, he remains close to his family and Oakdale, going as far as to create the Neurology wing for the hospital, and even blackmailing one Dr. Reid Oliver into running it. Reid is prepared to hate everything about Oakdale in his anger about being blackmailed, including Luciano...except as it turns out, they already know each other..
Warnings: Angst
Disclaimer: We don’t own the characters, we just enjoy playing with them.
Authors’ note: Special thanks to Carol for being our beta and csigeekfan for the very pretty artwork! Assume that Malta is a monarchy, and that everything that happens to Reid in early 2011 is still canon, minus the blind!Noah part and the Judd lawsuit. And, being the talented young heir that he is, Luke speaks both Italian and Maltese and is a master at code switching between the two.
Previous chapters: I / II / III / IV / V / VI / VII / VIII / IX /
Epilogue
It was a month after Luke’s coronation.
The kingdom was in transition now, undergoing a yearlong process during which Luke would take over more and more of Damian’s tasks, and he would prepare himself to become the official king of Malta. The coronation had been the symbolic beginning of his new life. People now referred to him as King Luciano Eduardo Grimaldi, and, although there were still a few things he needed Damian’s help with, he was finally starting to feel a bit like a leader.
What appeared more important to the common folks, however, was the royal engagement. It was the talk of the town, dominating the Maltese media. Everyone wanted to know everything there was to know about the upcoming nuptials, and, most importantly, the relationship between the two grooms.
Luke and Reid’s wedding was in three weeks. It would be the first time in the world that there would be a royal, gay wedding, and the exclusivity of it all, brought much attention to the small island. Where Reid had been able to walk around anonymously (and safely) during his first stay on Malta, he now couldn’t take one step outside of the walls of Verdala Palace, without being recognized by the common folks.
It unnerved Luke to see Reid give up his anonymity for a life with him. Luke did his best to keep Reid safe, to keep them both out of the public eye. He often snuck out of the palace with Reid, late at night, and together they revisited the places they had explored together during Reid’s first stay. It made Luke feel so free, and he knew Reid needed those moments, too. They could be anonymous and invisible for several hours, uninhibited as no one spotted them.
Or so Luke thought.
“Why are you staring at me like that?” Reid lowered the sandwich clutched tightly in his hands, narrowing his eyes at Luke suspiciously.
Luke loved looking at Reid. Whenever he got the chance, whenever Reid wasn’t paying attention, Luke took the opportunity to sneak a glance at Reid. And each time, it amazed him that Reid was really his. That he’d escaped from a life with a man he didn’t love, and that the man he did love had given up so much for him.
“I’m not staring… Ok, so what if I am? Watching you eat is like watching a train wreck. It’s a horrible tragedy, but I just can’t seem to look away.” Luke said simply, his face crumpling in disgust as Reid continued to assault the large sandwich.
“Please.” Reid said, his mouth still full. And, somehow, Luke found it attractive. “Watching me eat makes you hard.” Reid continued, rolling his eyes, before smirking mischievously.
“Reid!” Luke scolded, his face turning a bright shade of red. It amused Reid how he could still make Luke blush so easily. “I’m just sayin’… I think our chef has a little crush on you. He always gives you an extra scoop of everything. Do I have anything to worry about, il mio amore?” Luke fluttered his eyelashes, and a small laugh escaped from Reid’s lips despite himself.
“Only because he knows I’ll ask for it if he doesn’t. And, nope, I’ve only got eyes for you. No one else.” Reid offered his hand to Luke, and Luke took it, standing up from his chair and moving to Reid’s side of the dinner table. He let Reid pull him closer, right until the moment he couldn’t help but straddle Reid. Reid caressed Luke’s cheek lovingly, as his other hand left a trail down Luke’s back, stopping right above Luke’s waistband.
“Good.” Luke whispered against Reid’s lips, moving in to kiss him deeply, when a loud cough snapped them back to reality.
“Damian!” Luke said, startled, scrambling to get away from Reid and back into his chair, as if Damian wouldn’t notice. He stood up, facing Damian after taking a deep breath. “We were just-”
“No need to explain, Luciano.” Damian waved a hand dismissively, throwing a binder onto the table, right next to Reid’s plate. “These speak for themselves.”
Luke picked up the binder, opening it up to find the last thing he was expecting. “What are- Oh, my God…” He covered his mouth with his hand. In the binder, Luke found photos. Lots and lots of photos. Some were innocently enough, but the ones that caught his attention, were the photos of their latest late night adventure. “Reid, say something!”
Reid took one glance at the photos and shrugged. “We look hot.” Luke glared at him. “What? There’s nothing wrong with two, fine looking men spending time together.” ‘
“This is more than us spending time together, Reid. Oh, God, how did you get these?!”
“You and your doctor-“ Damian paused, catching himself in his slip of the tongue. Damian was still getting used to the idea of Luke with someone he hadn’t picked out himself. But he saw how happy Reid made Luke and to tell the truth, he had never seen his son this happy. And, while he still had his doubts about Reid’s suitability as a prince and Reid’s personality, Damian had gained a tremendous amount of respect for Reid, because of the lengths he’d gone through to be with Luke.
“You and Reid have got to start being more careful, Luciano.” Damian stated. “Our kingdom is transitioning, on its way to having you take over completely, and this is not the kind of behavior the country needs from you.”
“Dante does these things all the time.” Luke countered. “At least Reid and I are in a serious, committed relationship. We’re getting married, Papà. Surely, you understand.”
“I do. But Dante isn’t king, nor is he first in line to the throne. And this isn’t the first time this has happened. I cannot keep buying every shot the paparazzi snaps of you two…”
Luke sighed, realizing he had no choice but to agree with his father. They hadn’t been careful enough. Reid kissed him every chance he got, uncaring whether or not there was anyone around, and even Luke, with all the restraint he’d been taught, couldn’t resist dragging Reid into public restrooms and alleys and any secluded spot he could find. “You’re right, we will be more discreet next time.” Reid snorted, and both Damian and Luke looked at him in confusion.
“Is there something you’d like to bring to our attention, Reid?” Damian asked.
“Just that your son can’t keep his hands off me. And he’s about to be king, so who am I to say no?”
“Reid!”
*
“We have got to stop doing this!” Luke said, panting as he zipped up his pants. His cock was still sensitive and he slightly winced when he felt the rough fabric against his skin. He had just fucked a completely naked Reid, while Luke had kept his clothes on, and the heated look Reid gave him when Luke handed him his clothes, made Luke want to take Reid all over again.
“I hope you don’t mean have sex, because I’ve got needs, Mr. Snyder.” Reid said, as he put on his pants and dress shirt. “And now that I’ve grown accustomed to fucking the King of Malta, no other ass will ever be worthy of my dick.”
Luke laughed. “No, I mean this, out in the open.”
“You love it.”
“I do.” Luke said, before pressing a kiss on Reid’s lips. Reid, however, took control, not letting Luke break them apart and deepening the kiss until they were out of breath. “Good thing we’ve got a lot of private property, where the press isn’t even allowed on the premises.”
“Oh, yes, the gardens of Verdala Palace offer enough secluded spots for me to ravish you.”
Luke raised an eyebrow. “Oh, so that’s what that was?”
“Not enough?”
“I’m not sure, doctor. I think I need more ravishing, just in case.” Luke grinned, kissing Reid once more. “Do you have some time, before your flight leaves?”
In three hours, Reid would be flying back to The States. Reid had left on such short notice, that he hadn’t gotten the chance to make all the arrangements, the neurological wing in Oakdale being the most important one. Luke and Reid were both still committed to rebuilding the wing, and Reid flew back to Oakdale once every few weeks to supervise the rebuild and help find a proper replacement. In addition to this, they had also made arrangements for a new neurological wing to be built on Malta, as a partner to the American wing.
“It’s the private Grimaldi jet. I think they’ll wait for the King’s lover.”
“Fiancé is more I like it. Almost husband.” Luke said, linking their hands together. “I can’t wait to be yours. I love you, Reid.”
“I love you, too, King Luciano. “
THE END