This Could Get Messy (Chapter 6)
They didn't say a word to each other on the drive, not even when they stopped at the drug store and Reid got back into the car, placing the small paper bag in Luke's lap. It was only a short drive to the Lakeview, and during the drive Reid had his hand on Luke's left leg, Luke's fingers intertwined on top of his own.
At the hotel, Reid hung back by the elevators while Luke secured a room. When Luke returned, he slid the card key into Reid's hand and pushed the elevator call button. "Top floor?" Reid inquired.
"It's the best," Luke smiled.
The elevator arrived and Luke pulled Reid inside. As soon as the doors closed, Reid found himself up against the wall with Luke's tongue exploring his mouth. Reid tugged Luke in closer by his hips and returned the kiss enthusiastically.
A few mintues later, standing in front of the door of the suite, Reid fiddled frustratingly with the card key. Luke stood behind him with his hands on Reid's hips, tugging at his shirt, his breath hot against Reid's neck. Reid smiled at the fact that Luke seemingly couldn't keep his hands off of him. What the fuck is up with this card? C'mon...
Green light. Finally. Success.
Reid felt the cold metal of the door on his back, as Luke pressed him against it in the pitch black room. Again, their lips were on each other immediately, and there was nothing slow or tentative about their kisses...mouths open, pulling hair, gripping necks and shoulders and hips, posessive, urgent, reckless, hard, the silence of the room cut by their ragged breathing and muffled moans. Luke's hands quickly untucked Reid's shirt and began working on his belt buckle. Reid pulled back from the kiss trying to see Luke in the darkness, but he immediately went back in as Luke got the buckle undone, his hands deftly moving to the button and the zipper.
Reid's teeth tugged at Luke's bottom lip as Luke broke the kiss and slid down Reid's body, taking his pants with him. Before Reid even had a chance to consider what Luke was doing, Luke's mouth was around him, sucking, pulling, owning. Reid felt himself slipping down the door, his legs suddenly inadequate in their duty to hold him up. He planted his feet firmly on the floor to stop the decent, and moved his hand into Luke's hair, as he jammed his head back against the steel door, curses and prayers falling from his lips.
Luke's mouth and tongue were too much, and Reid found himself pushing Luke away. "Wait, Luke...not yet..." Luke released Reid's cock from his mouth, Reid willing himself not to come. And then everything slowed way down.
Still on his knees, Luke gently removed Reid's shoes and socks and tugged each pant leg away as Reid stepped out of his jeans. Reid pulled Luke up and kissed him sensually on his mouth, his neck, his jaw, his chin, and he smiled as Luke said his name breathlessly.
"I want to see you," Reid said, as he released Luke and felt along the wall for the light switch. As light illuminated the room, Reid took Luke's face in his hands. Beautiful Luke. He studied this man who he had disliked so strongly for so long, his soft skin, his dark eyes, his long eyelashes, his red, red lips; every bad word between them, every argument, every frustration forgotten. He kissed him again, walking him back toward the bed, pulling Luke's t-shirt over his head on the way.
When the back of Luke's legs hit the bed, Reid pushed him down before removing his own shirt and sliding down on top of Luke. He wrapped his arms around Luke and smiled at the surprised sound that Luke made when their bare stomachs came into contact with one another. He kissed Luke deeply before moving down his body. His head swimming, Reid spent the next several minutes listening to Luke alternately groan and giggle as his mouth and tongue and even his teeth became acquainted with every inch of Luke's neck and torso, all the while dragging himself against the rough and soft fabric of Luke's worn jeans.
Reid pushed himself up on an elbow and surveyed the marks he had left on Luke's body, on his neck, collar bone, and at his navel, his fingers lightly following the path his mouth had made. He smiled at the the thought of Luke standing in front of the mirror in the morning and seeing evidence of Reid on his body.
"Reid..." Luke reached down to the button on his jeans, but Reid moved his hand away and said, "I want to do that," as he set about releasing Luke from the confines of his pants.
Once Luke was free, Reid sat back and marveled at the sight of a fully naked and hard Luke. He smiled, running a hand along Luke's length. "You're big," he hummed before leaning forward and sinking his teeth into the sensitive flesh at Luke's hip.
Luke flinched in pain. "Hey, that hur..." but Reid was pumping Luke's cock with his hand and soothing the bite with his tongue, and Luke's words died in the air. Reid stuck two of his fingers in his mouth, wetting them, and pressed them against Luke's opening.
"Uh-uh!" Luke said, pushing Reid's hand away before rolling forcefully over and dragging Reid with him so that now Luke was above Reid, between his legs, their erections sliding together. They kissed, sucking on each other's tongues, and moving slowly against each other.
Suddenly, Luke pushed up with his arms and propelled himself up and backwards off the bed and walked toward the door, leaving Reid breathing hard and looking up at the ceiling.
A mintue later, the contents of the brown paper bag landed on the bed by Reid's head, and Luke's body stretched firmly along his again. They kissed long and slow, and Reid tried to roll Luke back over, but Luke braced his arms on the bed, shook his head, and smiled. He reached over and grabbed the bottle by Reid's head, opened it, and applied some to the fingers on his right hand. He smeared some of it on Reid's erection, pumped him a few times, and then dropped his hand lower and pushed forward. "Is this okay?" Luke asked, hesitating at Reid's entrance and suddenly looking much younger than he even was.
Reid nodded, closed his eyes, and moved his hand to the back of Luke's bicep, urging him forward. Reid Oliver rarely gave up control during sex and definitely NOT during a first encounter. Control in life. Control in bed. And he never pegged Luke for a top. But if this is what Luke wanted, then Reid wanted it too. He was ready to let Luke take whatever he needed.
Luke pressed forward slowly into Reid's body with two fingers and Reid was surprised to feel himself move forward to meet Luke's hand. He writhed as Luke moved out and back in, picking up the pace and adding a third finger. Reid looked down. Luke's head was on his hip, his fingers were pumping steadily, dragging over Reid's prostate every time, and he was rooting himself against the sheets between Reid's legs. Reid felt the coil tighten low in his abdomen.
Reid closed his eyes and grabbed Luke's wrist, stopping the movement, not believing that he was about to come from nothing more than fingers in his ass.
"Luke...jesus...just..."
Luke didn't need to be told twice. He kneeled between Reid's legs and reached for a condom, but Reid already had one and ripped it open with his teeth, handing the condom to Luke, who slid it down over his readiness. He applied lube to himself and to Reid. Luke leaned forward and kissed Reid slowly and lingered with his lips at Reid's mouth. "I've wanted this so bad, Reid. I've wanted this since about five mintues after you walked into Memorial and didn't shake my hand..."
Reid groaned. Me fucking too he thought.
Luke knelt back and lifted each of Reid 's legs up to his shoulders, running his hands along the length of them from ankles to thighs and letting his tongue and teeth graze Reid's calf on one side. He brought one hand down and lined himself up. "Are you ready?" he asked, slight hesitation in his voice.
"Fuck. Yes, Luke. Please. C'mon..."
Luke pushed in, breeching Reid's tight rim, entering about half way.
Reid squeezed his eyes shut and groaned loudly, his body clamping down as pain shot through him. Fuck. Luke was big. Not necessarily above average in length, but he was thick and heavy, and Reid couldn't remember the last time he had allowed someone to enter his body. Reid breathed out in ragged puffs, his hands fisting the sheets at his side.
"Reid, open your eyes," Luke said softly, stroking Reid's sides, "C'mon...look at me."
Reid opened his eyes and looked up into Luke's brown eyes. "Shhhhhhh," Luke shushed gently, even though Reid wasn't making a sound. Luke ran his hand slowly from Reid's chest, down over his taut stomach. "Relax, baby..." Luke slurred reassuringly.
Reid was fairly certain that if anyone else on the planet had called him baby, he would have wanted to kick their ass, but coming from Luke...it was right and perfect...and he wanted it.
"It's okay...easy...breathe...let me in..." Luke reached down to one of Reid's hands, untangled it from the sheets, and threaded it with his own fingers at Reid's thigh. "Your body is so beautiful, Reid...you're so tight...c'mon, it's okay...I know it hurts...I'll take it away...shhh...open up...I want you...c'mon, baby..."
Reid took a deep breath and let go, felt every muscle in his body relax and say yes...yes, Luke, yes...
"There, that's it..." Luke murmurred and slid easily the rest of the way into Reid with a groan.
At the hotel, Reid hung back by the elevators while Luke secured a room. When Luke returned, he slid the card key into Reid's hand and pushed the elevator call button. "Top floor?" Reid inquired.
"It's the best," Luke smiled.
The elevator arrived and Luke pulled Reid inside. As soon as the doors closed, Reid found himself up against the wall with Luke's tongue exploring his mouth. Reid tugged Luke in closer by his hips and returned the kiss enthusiastically.
A few mintues later, standing in front of the door of the suite, Reid fiddled frustratingly with the card key. Luke stood behind him with his hands on Reid's hips, tugging at his shirt, his breath hot against Reid's neck. Reid smiled at the fact that Luke seemingly couldn't keep his hands off of him. What the fuck is up with this card? C'mon...
Green light. Finally. Success.
Reid felt the cold metal of the door on his back, as Luke pressed him against it in the pitch black room. Again, their lips were on each other immediately, and there was nothing slow or tentative about their kisses...mouths open, pulling hair, gripping necks and shoulders and hips, posessive, urgent, reckless, hard, the silence of the room cut by their ragged breathing and muffled moans. Luke's hands quickly untucked Reid's shirt and began working on his belt buckle. Reid pulled back from the kiss trying to see Luke in the darkness, but he immediately went back in as Luke got the buckle undone, his hands deftly moving to the button and the zipper.
Reid's teeth tugged at Luke's bottom lip as Luke broke the kiss and slid down Reid's body, taking his pants with him. Before Reid even had a chance to consider what Luke was doing, Luke's mouth was around him, sucking, pulling, owning. Reid felt himself slipping down the door, his legs suddenly inadequate in their duty to hold him up. He planted his feet firmly on the floor to stop the decent, and moved his hand into Luke's hair, as he jammed his head back against the steel door, curses and prayers falling from his lips.
Luke's mouth and tongue were too much, and Reid found himself pushing Luke away. "Wait, Luke...not yet..." Luke released Reid's cock from his mouth, Reid willing himself not to come. And then everything slowed way down.
Still on his knees, Luke gently removed Reid's shoes and socks and tugged each pant leg away as Reid stepped out of his jeans. Reid pulled Luke up and kissed him sensually on his mouth, his neck, his jaw, his chin, and he smiled as Luke said his name breathlessly.
"I want to see you," Reid said, as he released Luke and felt along the wall for the light switch. As light illuminated the room, Reid took Luke's face in his hands. Beautiful Luke. He studied this man who he had disliked so strongly for so long, his soft skin, his dark eyes, his long eyelashes, his red, red lips; every bad word between them, every argument, every frustration forgotten. He kissed him again, walking him back toward the bed, pulling Luke's t-shirt over his head on the way.
When the back of Luke's legs hit the bed, Reid pushed him down before removing his own shirt and sliding down on top of Luke. He wrapped his arms around Luke and smiled at the surprised sound that Luke made when their bare stomachs came into contact with one another. He kissed Luke deeply before moving down his body. His head swimming, Reid spent the next several minutes listening to Luke alternately groan and giggle as his mouth and tongue and even his teeth became acquainted with every inch of Luke's neck and torso, all the while dragging himself against the rough and soft fabric of Luke's worn jeans.
Reid pushed himself up on an elbow and surveyed the marks he had left on Luke's body, on his neck, collar bone, and at his navel, his fingers lightly following the path his mouth had made. He smiled at the the thought of Luke standing in front of the mirror in the morning and seeing evidence of Reid on his body.
"Reid..." Luke reached down to the button on his jeans, but Reid moved his hand away and said, "I want to do that," as he set about releasing Luke from the confines of his pants.
Once Luke was free, Reid sat back and marveled at the sight of a fully naked and hard Luke. He smiled, running a hand along Luke's length. "You're big," he hummed before leaning forward and sinking his teeth into the sensitive flesh at Luke's hip.
Luke flinched in pain. "Hey, that hur..." but Reid was pumping Luke's cock with his hand and soothing the bite with his tongue, and Luke's words died in the air. Reid stuck two of his fingers in his mouth, wetting them, and pressed them against Luke's opening.
"Uh-uh!" Luke said, pushing Reid's hand away before rolling forcefully over and dragging Reid with him so that now Luke was above Reid, between his legs, their erections sliding together. They kissed, sucking on each other's tongues, and moving slowly against each other.
Suddenly, Luke pushed up with his arms and propelled himself up and backwards off the bed and walked toward the door, leaving Reid breathing hard and looking up at the ceiling.
A mintue later, the contents of the brown paper bag landed on the bed by Reid's head, and Luke's body stretched firmly along his again. They kissed long and slow, and Reid tried to roll Luke back over, but Luke braced his arms on the bed, shook his head, and smiled. He reached over and grabbed the bottle by Reid's head, opened it, and applied some to the fingers on his right hand. He smeared some of it on Reid's erection, pumped him a few times, and then dropped his hand lower and pushed forward. "Is this okay?" Luke asked, hesitating at Reid's entrance and suddenly looking much younger than he even was.
Reid nodded, closed his eyes, and moved his hand to the back of Luke's bicep, urging him forward. Reid Oliver rarely gave up control during sex and definitely NOT during a first encounter. Control in life. Control in bed. And he never pegged Luke for a top. But if this is what Luke wanted, then Reid wanted it too. He was ready to let Luke take whatever he needed.
Luke pressed forward slowly into Reid's body with two fingers and Reid was surprised to feel himself move forward to meet Luke's hand. He writhed as Luke moved out and back in, picking up the pace and adding a third finger. Reid looked down. Luke's head was on his hip, his fingers were pumping steadily, dragging over Reid's prostate every time, and he was rooting himself against the sheets between Reid's legs. Reid felt the coil tighten low in his abdomen.
Reid closed his eyes and grabbed Luke's wrist, stopping the movement, not believing that he was about to come from nothing more than fingers in his ass.
"Luke...jesus...just..."
Luke didn't need to be told twice. He kneeled between Reid's legs and reached for a condom, but Reid already had one and ripped it open with his teeth, handing the condom to Luke, who slid it down over his readiness. He applied lube to himself and to Reid. Luke leaned forward and kissed Reid slowly and lingered with his lips at Reid's mouth. "I've wanted this so bad, Reid. I've wanted this since about five mintues after you walked into Memorial and didn't shake my hand..."
Reid groaned. Me fucking too he thought.
Luke knelt back and lifted each of Reid 's legs up to his shoulders, running his hands along the length of them from ankles to thighs and letting his tongue and teeth graze Reid's calf on one side. He brought one hand down and lined himself up. "Are you ready?" he asked, slight hesitation in his voice.
"Fuck. Yes, Luke. Please. C'mon..."
Luke pushed in, breeching Reid's tight rim, entering about half way.
Reid squeezed his eyes shut and groaned loudly, his body clamping down as pain shot through him. Fuck. Luke was big. Not necessarily above average in length, but he was thick and heavy, and Reid couldn't remember the last time he had allowed someone to enter his body. Reid breathed out in ragged puffs, his hands fisting the sheets at his side.
"Reid, open your eyes," Luke said softly, stroking Reid's sides, "C'mon...look at me."
Reid opened his eyes and looked up into Luke's brown eyes. "Shhhhhhh," Luke shushed gently, even though Reid wasn't making a sound. Luke ran his hand slowly from Reid's chest, down over his taut stomach. "Relax, baby..." Luke slurred reassuringly.
Reid was fairly certain that if anyone else on the planet had called him baby, he would have wanted to kick their ass, but coming from Luke...it was right and perfect...and he wanted it.
"It's okay...easy...breathe...let me in..." Luke reached down to one of Reid's hands, untangled it from the sheets, and threaded it with his own fingers at Reid's thigh. "Your body is so beautiful, Reid...you're so tight...c'mon, it's okay...I know it hurts...I'll take it away...shhh...open up...I want you...c'mon, baby..."
Reid took a deep breath and let go, felt every muscle in his body relax and say yes...yes, Luke, yes...
"There, that's it..." Luke murmurred and slid easily the rest of the way into Reid with a groan.