Luke/Reid Fic: "Future Tense," NC-17, 2/2
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Part One
Since he’s still half dressed, it’s Reid who answers the door.
After tossing a wad of cash and securing the Do Not Disturb sign, Reid stands at the end of the bed. His hardness tents the front of his trousers, which he steps out of moments later. Briefs and socks join the rest of their scattered clothing on the floor.
Luke watches, the anticipation going to his head like the bubbles in forbidden champagne. It’s really going to happen. Legs spread, his cock jutting up, Luke suddenly feels very exposed. He moves to sit up and pull down the duvet.
“Don’t hide.”
With Noah, the lights had always been off at night, but Reid stares boldly, lamps blazing. Luke finds he likes it. A lot. His cock aches to be touched again, and Luke’s fingers curl into a fist as he tries to resist.
Reid watches, a smile lifting his lips. “Go on. Let me see you.”
After a moment’s hesitation, Luke reaches down and strokes himself, eyes locked with Reid’s. Before tonight they hadn’t gone further than hand jobs in the front seat of Reid’s Audi, and excitement sings through Luke’s body. He jerks himself, careful not to go too far. He doesn’t want to come yet. Not until Reid is inside him.
At the mere thought, Luke’s balls tighten and he squeezes the base of his cock. “Reid. Please.”
Relenting, Reid tips the bag onto the duvet and crawls between Luke’s legs. Leaning over, he kisses Luke lightly before turning his undivided attention to Luke’s body. He licks and sucks and kisses his way down Luke’s chest. Luke’s nipples tingle as Reid teases them mercilessly, nipping with his teeth and soothing with his tongue.
Luke touches as much of Reid as he can. Shoulders, head, neck, back, arms. He caresses everything within reach, eager for more. Eager for everything.
Instead of dipping lower to where Luke’s hardness strains, begging for attention, Reid stretches out over him. Luke groans as their erections rub together, sandwiched between them. He pulls Reid’s head down, and they kiss until they’re short of breath.
Reid straddles Luke’s thighs, peering down seriously, his touch feather-light on Luke’s cheek. “I want you to be sure.”
“Yes.” Luke doesn’t hesitate. “Yes.”
Reid presses another kiss to Luke’s lips and reaches for the lube. Bending Luke’s knees, he places his feet flat on the mattress. With one slick finger, he penetrates Luke, stretching him with infinite patience. Part of Luke wants to grab Reid’s wrist and slam his fist inside, and he moans as another finger joins the first. When the third inches in, Luke trembles with need.
“Ever done this to yourself?”
Luke nods. “I wanted to know what it was like.”
With his free hand, Reid gives his own cock a tug. He curls his fingers inside Luke, brushing his prostate, and an incredible flare of pleasure ripples outward. “Oh, it’s better than this.” Reid smiles.
“It doesn’t bother you?” Luke has to ask. The words have been circling and they break free.
Reid’s brow furrows and he stops moving, his fingers still inside Luke. “What?”
“That I’m not…more experienced.” He imagines it’s been a long time since Reid had to go this slowly with anyone.
With a final twist, Reid’s fingers slide out, slick with lube, and he takes hold of Luke’s cock, stroking lightly. He glances down at his own hard-on. “Does it look like I mind?” He leans down and kisses Luke softly. “Stop worrying.”
Luke smiles and watches Reid roll on a condom and coat it liberally with the slippery gel. Luke’s body throbs with wanting and he swears he can feel it down to the soles of his feet. He starts to roll over onto his stomach, but Reid stops him with a hand on Luke’s shoulder.
“But...don’t I have to turn over?”
Judging by the flash of surprise on Reid’s face before he smothers it, Luke is missing something. He blushes, embarrassed, but Reid kisses him soothingly. “It’s all right,” he whispers. “I didn’t know the first time either.”
Hands gentle, Reid presses Luke back onto the mattress and lifts his legs up onto Reid’s shoulders, one after the other. Luke is opened and exposed and then he understands how it can happen face to face between two men. “Oh.” Luke has no idea how he missed this memo, and wonders what else he doesn’t know.
“Feel okay?”
“Uh huh.” It feels vulnerable and exciting and sexy, and Luke’s pulse races.
Reid kisses him thoroughly, relaxing him. Grounding him. Luke feels the head of Reid’s cock at his hole and he grasps Reid’s hips, urging him on, finished with waiting. Slow and steady, Reid pushes forward.
Breath frozen in his lungs, Luke tenses. Even with all the lube, it stings as Reid stretches him, working his way inside. Then there’s a stab of pain and Luke screws his eyes shut.
“Look at me.” Reid has stopped moving, and he brushes Luke’s hair back.
Luke opens his eyes, blinking rapidly as tears threaten shamefully. “I’m sorry.”
“Let go.” Reid kisses Luke’s eyelids tenderly. “I’ve got you.” His fingers trace a pattern on Luke’s thigh.
Holding Reid’s gaze, Luke exhales and feels himself opening up. The pain gives way to burning as Reid moves in deeper, sparks of pleasure flickering. Reid rubs against his prostate, and Luke’s cock, gone soft against his belly, twitches back to life.
When Reid is all the way in, Luke looks down at their joined bodies as a rush of heady excitement washes over him. He can feel Reid throbbing inside him. A part of him. They share a smile, and Reid pulls out a few inches before sliding back home.
Not caring if it hurts, Luke rocks up, wanting more. Reid moves shallowly, establishing an even, gentle rhythm. Sweat beads on his forehead and Luke can see the control he exerts, the care he takes not to go too hard or too fast. Luke squeezes experimentally with his inner muscles, and Reid groans, his arms quivering momentarily.
Luke decides he wants to see Reid lose control.
He squeezes again and lifts his hips, taking Reid deeper. Their eyes are locked together as Luke’s fingers dig into Reid’s back, urging him to drive in, to claim him fully. Reid mutters as he increases his tempo. “So good, Luke.”
Luke reaches for one of Reid’s hands on the bed beside him, threading their fingers together. “I love you so much.”
They kiss, mouths open, desperate, seeking. All restraint lost, the pleasure and pain collide as Reid thrusts, reaching up between their bodies to stroke Luke’s cock in concert with the force of his hips, plunging into Luke’s tightness. Luke’s ragged breathing becomes little moans as the sweet pressure builds. He’s never felt so connected to another person. So alive.
Luke squeezes Reid’s fingers so hard his nails will leave half-moon marks in Reid’s skin, and he grips Reid’s back with his other hand, pulling him closer, closer. Sweat shines on Luke’s body and he struggles for air, heart hammering in his chest as he gets close, the fire taking over as all his nerve-endings seem to converge on where Reid completes him.
“Love you, Luke.” Reid grits it out, gasping.
Luke dives over the edge, flying apart with a cry as his orgasm crashes out like a tidal wave. Long ropes of come splash his chest as he shudders, pure bliss in every pore. He clamps down on Reid and fixes his gaze on him, not wanting to miss a second. Reid strains, lips parted as he thrusts rapidly, his eyes dark with desire and need.
Panting, Luke’s voice is little more than a whisper. “I wish you could come inside me. Fill me up.”
Muscles flexed, Reid groans Luke's name, jerking as he climaxes with a final push into Luke’s tender ass. Luke hopes one day they won’t need condoms, and he can feel Reid’s seed, hot and wet. Chest rising and falling, Reid holds himself up as the tremors abate. After a few deep breathes, he pulls out slowly and lowers Luke’s legs to the mattress.
Reid presses a kiss to the inside of Luke’s knee and disappears to the bathroom. He returns with a warm, moist washcloth, wiping Luke clean before stretching out beside him. Luke’s heartbeat slows as he turns onto his side and draws Reid into his arms. Their legs tangle and they watch each other, heads close on the pillow.
Luke smiles. “Hi.”
“Hi.”
“Wow.”
“Yeah.” Reid’s palm slides over Luke’s backside gently.
Luke is utterly sated and content and loved. He grins, giddy with delight. Reid returns Luke’s smile, his expression as close to beaming as Luke has ever seen.
“So, how long can you keep the room, Mr. Snyder?”
“Long as I want, Dr. Oliver.” Luke kisses him lightly. “Boss’s son, after all.”
“Wonder what else we can order through room service.”
Luke laughs, warm and safe in Reid’s arms. The possibilities are endless.
Part One
Since he’s still half dressed, it’s Reid who answers the door.
After tossing a wad of cash and securing the Do Not Disturb sign, Reid stands at the end of the bed. His hardness tents the front of his trousers, which he steps out of moments later. Briefs and socks join the rest of their scattered clothing on the floor.
Luke watches, the anticipation going to his head like the bubbles in forbidden champagne. It’s really going to happen. Legs spread, his cock jutting up, Luke suddenly feels very exposed. He moves to sit up and pull down the duvet.
“Don’t hide.”
With Noah, the lights had always been off at night, but Reid stares boldly, lamps blazing. Luke finds he likes it. A lot. His cock aches to be touched again, and Luke’s fingers curl into a fist as he tries to resist.
Reid watches, a smile lifting his lips. “Go on. Let me see you.”
After a moment’s hesitation, Luke reaches down and strokes himself, eyes locked with Reid’s. Before tonight they hadn’t gone further than hand jobs in the front seat of Reid’s Audi, and excitement sings through Luke’s body. He jerks himself, careful not to go too far. He doesn’t want to come yet. Not until Reid is inside him.
At the mere thought, Luke’s balls tighten and he squeezes the base of his cock. “Reid. Please.”
Relenting, Reid tips the bag onto the duvet and crawls between Luke’s legs. Leaning over, he kisses Luke lightly before turning his undivided attention to Luke’s body. He licks and sucks and kisses his way down Luke’s chest. Luke’s nipples tingle as Reid teases them mercilessly, nipping with his teeth and soothing with his tongue.
Luke touches as much of Reid as he can. Shoulders, head, neck, back, arms. He caresses everything within reach, eager for more. Eager for everything.
Instead of dipping lower to where Luke’s hardness strains, begging for attention, Reid stretches out over him. Luke groans as their erections rub together, sandwiched between them. He pulls Reid’s head down, and they kiss until they’re short of breath.
Reid straddles Luke’s thighs, peering down seriously, his touch feather-light on Luke’s cheek. “I want you to be sure.”
“Yes.” Luke doesn’t hesitate. “Yes.”
Reid presses another kiss to Luke’s lips and reaches for the lube. Bending Luke’s knees, he places his feet flat on the mattress. With one slick finger, he penetrates Luke, stretching him with infinite patience. Part of Luke wants to grab Reid’s wrist and slam his fist inside, and he moans as another finger joins the first. When the third inches in, Luke trembles with need.
“Ever done this to yourself?”
Luke nods. “I wanted to know what it was like.”
With his free hand, Reid gives his own cock a tug. He curls his fingers inside Luke, brushing his prostate, and an incredible flare of pleasure ripples outward. “Oh, it’s better than this.” Reid smiles.
“It doesn’t bother you?” Luke has to ask. The words have been circling and they break free.
Reid’s brow furrows and he stops moving, his fingers still inside Luke. “What?”
“That I’m not…more experienced.” He imagines it’s been a long time since Reid had to go this slowly with anyone.
With a final twist, Reid’s fingers slide out, slick with lube, and he takes hold of Luke’s cock, stroking lightly. He glances down at his own hard-on. “Does it look like I mind?” He leans down and kisses Luke softly. “Stop worrying.”
Luke smiles and watches Reid roll on a condom and coat it liberally with the slippery gel. Luke’s body throbs with wanting and he swears he can feel it down to the soles of his feet. He starts to roll over onto his stomach, but Reid stops him with a hand on Luke’s shoulder.
“But...don’t I have to turn over?”
Judging by the flash of surprise on Reid’s face before he smothers it, Luke is missing something. He blushes, embarrassed, but Reid kisses him soothingly. “It’s all right,” he whispers. “I didn’t know the first time either.”
Hands gentle, Reid presses Luke back onto the mattress and lifts his legs up onto Reid’s shoulders, one after the other. Luke is opened and exposed and then he understands how it can happen face to face between two men. “Oh.” Luke has no idea how he missed this memo, and wonders what else he doesn’t know.
“Feel okay?”
“Uh huh.” It feels vulnerable and exciting and sexy, and Luke’s pulse races.
Reid kisses him thoroughly, relaxing him. Grounding him. Luke feels the head of Reid’s cock at his hole and he grasps Reid’s hips, urging him on, finished with waiting. Slow and steady, Reid pushes forward.
Breath frozen in his lungs, Luke tenses. Even with all the lube, it stings as Reid stretches him, working his way inside. Then there’s a stab of pain and Luke screws his eyes shut.
“Look at me.” Reid has stopped moving, and he brushes Luke’s hair back.
Luke opens his eyes, blinking rapidly as tears threaten shamefully. “I’m sorry.”
“Let go.” Reid kisses Luke’s eyelids tenderly. “I’ve got you.” His fingers trace a pattern on Luke’s thigh.
Holding Reid’s gaze, Luke exhales and feels himself opening up. The pain gives way to burning as Reid moves in deeper, sparks of pleasure flickering. Reid rubs against his prostate, and Luke’s cock, gone soft against his belly, twitches back to life.
When Reid is all the way in, Luke looks down at their joined bodies as a rush of heady excitement washes over him. He can feel Reid throbbing inside him. A part of him. They share a smile, and Reid pulls out a few inches before sliding back home.
Not caring if it hurts, Luke rocks up, wanting more. Reid moves shallowly, establishing an even, gentle rhythm. Sweat beads on his forehead and Luke can see the control he exerts, the care he takes not to go too hard or too fast. Luke squeezes experimentally with his inner muscles, and Reid groans, his arms quivering momentarily.
Luke decides he wants to see Reid lose control.
He squeezes again and lifts his hips, taking Reid deeper. Their eyes are locked together as Luke’s fingers dig into Reid’s back, urging him to drive in, to claim him fully. Reid mutters as he increases his tempo. “So good, Luke.”
Luke reaches for one of Reid’s hands on the bed beside him, threading their fingers together. “I love you so much.”
They kiss, mouths open, desperate, seeking. All restraint lost, the pleasure and pain collide as Reid thrusts, reaching up between their bodies to stroke Luke’s cock in concert with the force of his hips, plunging into Luke’s tightness. Luke’s ragged breathing becomes little moans as the sweet pressure builds. He’s never felt so connected to another person. So alive.
Luke squeezes Reid’s fingers so hard his nails will leave half-moon marks in Reid’s skin, and he grips Reid’s back with his other hand, pulling him closer, closer. Sweat shines on Luke’s body and he struggles for air, heart hammering in his chest as he gets close, the fire taking over as all his nerve-endings seem to converge on where Reid completes him.
“Love you, Luke.” Reid grits it out, gasping.
Luke dives over the edge, flying apart with a cry as his orgasm crashes out like a tidal wave. Long ropes of come splash his chest as he shudders, pure bliss in every pore. He clamps down on Reid and fixes his gaze on him, not wanting to miss a second. Reid strains, lips parted as he thrusts rapidly, his eyes dark with desire and need.
Panting, Luke’s voice is little more than a whisper. “I wish you could come inside me. Fill me up.”
Muscles flexed, Reid groans Luke's name, jerking as he climaxes with a final push into Luke’s tender ass. Luke hopes one day they won’t need condoms, and he can feel Reid’s seed, hot and wet. Chest rising and falling, Reid holds himself up as the tremors abate. After a few deep breathes, he pulls out slowly and lowers Luke’s legs to the mattress.
Reid presses a kiss to the inside of Luke’s knee and disappears to the bathroom. He returns with a warm, moist washcloth, wiping Luke clean before stretching out beside him. Luke’s heartbeat slows as he turns onto his side and draws Reid into his arms. Their legs tangle and they watch each other, heads close on the pillow.
Luke smiles. “Hi.”
“Hi.”
“Wow.”
“Yeah.” Reid’s palm slides over Luke’s backside gently.
Luke is utterly sated and content and loved. He grins, giddy with delight. Reid returns Luke’s smile, his expression as close to beaming as Luke has ever seen.
“So, how long can you keep the room, Mr. Snyder?”
“Long as I want, Dr. Oliver.” Luke kisses him lightly. “Boss’s son, after all.”
“Wonder what else we can order through room service.”
Luke laughs, warm and safe in Reid’s arms. The possibilities are endless.