five scenes that didn't involve kissing but now do (2/5)
Par-tay at the Lilypad
"I invited you here, into my home, to spend time with my family because I like you. Or...at least I like you when you're not trying so hard to be a complete jerk."
"Who said I had to try?" Reid said, moving toward the bedroom to door.
"I thought you could spend some time with real people and maybe be a real human being for once, but you can't do it, can you?" Luke asked.
"I choose not to," Reid said, turning toward Luke but avoiding eye contact with him.
"Fine, you want to be alone?" Luke gestured toward the door. "Get out."
Alone. "I'll do that."
Reid approched the doorway, but rather than exiting the room, he shut the door quietly and leaned against it with the palm of his hand, closing his eyes and taking a few shaky breaths. He turned back around to find Luke staring at him, his mouth slightly open, his brow furrowed. Reid locked his pool-water-blue eyes on Luke's milk-chocolate-brown ones and started unbuttoning his own shirt, as he stepped toward Luke.
As Reid stepped forward, Luke backed up, stopping only when the back of his legs hit the bed. His eyes dropped to Reid's hands and hungrily watched as each released button exposed a new piece of skin. By the time Reid reached Luke, his shirt was completely undone, and Luke did not hesitate to push his hands inside of it, feathering his fingers down Reid's chest and over his stomach. Reid's breath hitched in his throat, and he closed his eyes at the sheer intensity of Luke's touch. Until that moment, he hadn't fully realized how much he wanted this. Needed this.
Reid reached down and tugged at Luke's tight green t-shirt, pulling it up and over his head. Luke shuddered, and he wasn't sure if it was from the cold air or from Reid's fingers grazing his skin. Eager to see more of Reid, Luke pushed his suit coat and shirt off his shoulders, literally moaning at the sight of Reid's torso. "Reid...god...you're beautiful."
Reid smiled, placed his hands on either side of Luke's face, and pulled him toward him. Unlike their last kiss downstairs just a couple of days earlier, there was nothing tender or hesitant about this kiss. They met each other with open mouths and bold tongues. Reid put his arms tightly around Luke and pressed himself into him, hard chests and stomachs coming into contact and causing both men to moan.
Luke broke the kiss and sat back on the bed, kicking off his shoes and scooting back until his head and shoulders met pillows. Reid let his eyes travel over Luke's body as he toed off his own shoes and undid his belt. "You're pretty fucking beautiful yourself..."