Fic: Got Sin? (9/21+Epilogue)
Media: Fic
Title: Got Sin?
Author: slayerkitty
Characters/Pairings: Luke/Reid, Damian/Lily, Eventual Holden/Lily, Past Katie/Brad
Genre: AU, Romance, Angst
Warnings: Exploration of Religion (particularly Catholicism) and Atheism, homophobia (From other characters as well as religious beliefs and some internalized homophobia), violence, mild (currently, but subject to change) blood/gore, Characters impersonating religious figures
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: Through Sept 2nd, 2010 to be safe (but this is AU, so no real spoilers)
Word Count: This chapter: 1,071 /Total: 21,652(so far)
Disclaimer: ATWT and its characters are not mine. I'm just playing with them.
Summary: There's no religion that can save me, no matter how long my knees are on the floor.
Author’s Note: I came up with this random idea to do a LuRe seven dead sins fic. In the course of trying to figure it out, the fic suddenly mutated into what you see now. I have no idea what possessed me (hah!) to write this, but the idea won't let me go. PLEASE, PLEASE HEED THE WARNINGS - if you think something in this fic might offend you in some way, please don't read it. Summary is from “It Will Rain” by Bruno Mars.
Thanks to alissablue for being an awesome beta. Also thanks to erikssiren for helping me out with the Catholicism related items.
I'm very nearly done writing this! Just two more chapters and an epilogue, i think, lol. I'm planning to step up posting, probably on Wednesdays and Saturdays, depending on what my time looks like.
Previous Chapters: 1/ 2/ 3/ 4/ 5/ 6/ 7/ 8
This is good a place to fall as any, we’ll build our altar here, make me your Maria, I’m already on my knees - Bedroom Hymns, Florence and the Machine
Luciano let Tim lead him out of the garden, toward the church. “Everyone should be busy and not near the living area,” Tim murmured. “We should be able to get in and out undisturbed.” Luke stared up at the imposing building, the stained glass images staring down at him, judging him. He slowed to a stop, and Tim turned around. “Luke?” Tim asked, sounding concerned.
“I can’t do this,” Luciano replied, still staring up at the building.
“It’s okay, Luke,” Tim moved closer, but not too close as they were out in the open. “We can forget this ever happened, and you can go…”
“No,” Luciano said, looking at him. “I mean, I can’t do this here.”
“I don’t know where else to go,” Tim spoke quietly.
“I might,” Luciano told him, smiling. “This way.” He tugged Tim’s hand and led him around the outside of the garden, the pair of them eventually moving across an empty field. There was a red barn in the distance.
“Where are we going?” Tim wanted to know.
“To my family’s old barn,” Luciano answered. “No one uses it anymore, not since the stables were built. It should be deserted.”
“So you walk to the church?” Tim continued as they made their way to the old barn, its paint faded in the mid-day sun.
“Yes,” Luciano said. “My family is strict, and I am generally not allowed out alone. They think that I’m somewhere on the property.”
“Technically, you will be.”
*
Reid followed Luke diligently. He’d been afraid that Luke had decided to back out - he wouldn’t have blamed Luke if he had. What they were about to do went against every belief that Luke held dear.
Reid knew he should feel bad, that he should feel guilty for going along with Luke. He didn’t. All he felt was intense desire for Luke, the need to possess him entirely. Whether that would happen today, Reid wasn’t sure yet - Luke was most certainly a virgin, and Reid wasn’t sure how familiar he was with sex between men. They went into the barn, the door creaking as it was opened. Luke was right, it was deserted. He could see dust flying in the air, hay bales everywhere.
“Up here,” Luke said, pointing at the ladder to the loft. Reid eyed it warily, but followed Luke up the ladder. Luke turned to him, biting his lip. “Will this work?”
“It’ll do,” Reid murmured, smiling at him. He spotted an old blanket folded up on top the nearest haystack and raised an eyebrow at Luke.
“Sometimes I come here to be alone,” Luke admitted, as Reid picked up the blanket and shook it out. “It’s one of the few places where I can find peace.”
“You sure this is what you want?” Reid asked, kneeling on the blanket and looking up at him.
“Yes,” Luke whispered, kneeling next to him. “I want this.”
“Have you ever… been with anyone?” Reid questioned, placing his hands on Luke’s hips. Luke shook his head, his eyes wide. Reid fought back a groan. “There are things we can’t do today, because this was extremely unplanned and we don’t have necessary supplies,” he continued, thinking of the box of condoms and lube stuck in his bag. He’d mostly packed them to offend Father Michaels, but it seemed they might actually serve a purpose. Luke’s face turned red, and Reid relished it. “I’ll make sure we have them for next time, if it’s something you want to try.”
Luke nodded, a hand reaching up to stroke Reid’s cheek. Reid closed his eyes, letting Luke’s fingers trail over his face, across the bridge of his nose, and down to trace his lips. Reid couldn’t resist and sucked one of Luke’s fingers into his mouth. Luke gasped, causing Reid to open his eyes. Desire burned in Luke’s gaze and Reid fought back a smirk. He simply sucked harder on Luke’s finger and a thrill of victory shot through him when Luke made a whimpering noise. He released Luke’s finger, his mouth finding Luke’s and claiming it.
He gently lowered Luke to the blanket, moving between Luke’s legs, kissing him lightly. “Have you done this before?” Luke asked. Reid chuckled, pressing kisses along Luke’s jawline.
“Yes,” Reid spoke in his ear. Luke shuddered.
“What kind of priest are you?” he wanted to know, letting out a moan when Reid’s mouth found the pulse point on his neck and started to suck.
“A bad one,” Reid breathed, finally lowering his pelvis to Luke’s. He and Luke both groaned as their cocks came into contact for the first time. He could feel Luke, hard and pulsing beneath him through the layers of their clothes. Luke threw his head back, his eyes rolling up and his breath coming in pants the moment Reid started to move. He rolled his hips, holding tightly to Luke, watching his every facial expression, intent on making him thoroughly enjoy his first real sexual experience.
Reid Oliver did not leave any of his bed partners unsatisfied.
All the noises Luke made were music to Reid’s ears and he’d give almost anything to have this again and again. He lowered his lips to Luke’s once again, capturing all the delicious sounds, pressing his tongue inside Luke’s mouth. Luke seemed startled, but reached out tentatively with his own tongue. Reid couldn’t help the sound he made into Luke’s mouth, the movement of his hips speeding up as their tongues dueled.
Luke let out a sudden cry, trembling as he jerked his mouth away from Reid’s and Reid knew he was close. “Come on, Luke,” he whispered in Luke’s ear. “Let go for me.”
Luke arched up against him, his mouth falling open soundlessly as he came. One more thrust and Reid followed suit. He stared into Luke’s eyes before kissing him lightly and pulling away.
He glanced at his watch and swore internally. He would be missed if he didn’t head back soon. "I have to go,” Reid said softly. “I understand if you don’t want to see me again.”
“No,” Luke denied. “I think you are like forbidden fruit - one taste is not enough.”
“Tomorrow then?” Reid asked, kissing him again. Luke nodded.
“I’ll be here waiting.”
Title: Got Sin?
Author: slayerkitty
Characters/Pairings: Luke/Reid, Damian/Lily, Eventual Holden/Lily, Past Katie/Brad
Genre: AU, Romance, Angst
Warnings: Exploration of Religion (particularly Catholicism) and Atheism, homophobia (From other characters as well as religious beliefs and some internalized homophobia), violence, mild (currently, but subject to change) blood/gore, Characters impersonating religious figures
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: Through Sept 2nd, 2010 to be safe (but this is AU, so no real spoilers)
Word Count: This chapter: 1,071 /Total: 21,652(so far)
Disclaimer: ATWT and its characters are not mine. I'm just playing with them.
Summary: There's no religion that can save me, no matter how long my knees are on the floor.
Author’s Note: I came up with this random idea to do a LuRe seven dead sins fic. In the course of trying to figure it out, the fic suddenly mutated into what you see now. I have no idea what possessed me (hah!) to write this, but the idea won't let me go. PLEASE, PLEASE HEED THE WARNINGS - if you think something in this fic might offend you in some way, please don't read it. Summary is from “It Will Rain” by Bruno Mars.
Thanks to alissablue for being an awesome beta. Also thanks to erikssiren for helping me out with the Catholicism related items.
I'm very nearly done writing this! Just two more chapters and an epilogue, i think, lol. I'm planning to step up posting, probably on Wednesdays and Saturdays, depending on what my time looks like.
Previous Chapters: 1/ 2/ 3/ 4/ 5/ 6/ 7/ 8
This is good a place to fall as any, we’ll build our altar here, make me your Maria, I’m already on my knees - Bedroom Hymns, Florence and the Machine
Luciano let Tim lead him out of the garden, toward the church. “Everyone should be busy and not near the living area,” Tim murmured. “We should be able to get in and out undisturbed.” Luke stared up at the imposing building, the stained glass images staring down at him, judging him. He slowed to a stop, and Tim turned around. “Luke?” Tim asked, sounding concerned.
“I can’t do this,” Luciano replied, still staring up at the building.
“It’s okay, Luke,” Tim moved closer, but not too close as they were out in the open. “We can forget this ever happened, and you can go…”
“No,” Luciano said, looking at him. “I mean, I can’t do this here.”
“I don’t know where else to go,” Tim spoke quietly.
“I might,” Luciano told him, smiling. “This way.” He tugged Tim’s hand and led him around the outside of the garden, the pair of them eventually moving across an empty field. There was a red barn in the distance.
“Where are we going?” Tim wanted to know.
“To my family’s old barn,” Luciano answered. “No one uses it anymore, not since the stables were built. It should be deserted.”
“So you walk to the church?” Tim continued as they made their way to the old barn, its paint faded in the mid-day sun.
“Yes,” Luciano said. “My family is strict, and I am generally not allowed out alone. They think that I’m somewhere on the property.”
“Technically, you will be.”
*
Reid followed Luke diligently. He’d been afraid that Luke had decided to back out - he wouldn’t have blamed Luke if he had. What they were about to do went against every belief that Luke held dear.
Reid knew he should feel bad, that he should feel guilty for going along with Luke. He didn’t. All he felt was intense desire for Luke, the need to possess him entirely. Whether that would happen today, Reid wasn’t sure yet - Luke was most certainly a virgin, and Reid wasn’t sure how familiar he was with sex between men. They went into the barn, the door creaking as it was opened. Luke was right, it was deserted. He could see dust flying in the air, hay bales everywhere.
“Up here,” Luke said, pointing at the ladder to the loft. Reid eyed it warily, but followed Luke up the ladder. Luke turned to him, biting his lip. “Will this work?”
“It’ll do,” Reid murmured, smiling at him. He spotted an old blanket folded up on top the nearest haystack and raised an eyebrow at Luke.
“Sometimes I come here to be alone,” Luke admitted, as Reid picked up the blanket and shook it out. “It’s one of the few places where I can find peace.”
“You sure this is what you want?” Reid asked, kneeling on the blanket and looking up at him.
“Yes,” Luke whispered, kneeling next to him. “I want this.”
“Have you ever… been with anyone?” Reid questioned, placing his hands on Luke’s hips. Luke shook his head, his eyes wide. Reid fought back a groan. “There are things we can’t do today, because this was extremely unplanned and we don’t have necessary supplies,” he continued, thinking of the box of condoms and lube stuck in his bag. He’d mostly packed them to offend Father Michaels, but it seemed they might actually serve a purpose. Luke’s face turned red, and Reid relished it. “I’ll make sure we have them for next time, if it’s something you want to try.”
Luke nodded, a hand reaching up to stroke Reid’s cheek. Reid closed his eyes, letting Luke’s fingers trail over his face, across the bridge of his nose, and down to trace his lips. Reid couldn’t resist and sucked one of Luke’s fingers into his mouth. Luke gasped, causing Reid to open his eyes. Desire burned in Luke’s gaze and Reid fought back a smirk. He simply sucked harder on Luke’s finger and a thrill of victory shot through him when Luke made a whimpering noise. He released Luke’s finger, his mouth finding Luke’s and claiming it.
He gently lowered Luke to the blanket, moving between Luke’s legs, kissing him lightly. “Have you done this before?” Luke asked. Reid chuckled, pressing kisses along Luke’s jawline.
“Yes,” Reid spoke in his ear. Luke shuddered.
“What kind of priest are you?” he wanted to know, letting out a moan when Reid’s mouth found the pulse point on his neck and started to suck.
“A bad one,” Reid breathed, finally lowering his pelvis to Luke’s. He and Luke both groaned as their cocks came into contact for the first time. He could feel Luke, hard and pulsing beneath him through the layers of their clothes. Luke threw his head back, his eyes rolling up and his breath coming in pants the moment Reid started to move. He rolled his hips, holding tightly to Luke, watching his every facial expression, intent on making him thoroughly enjoy his first real sexual experience.
Reid Oliver did not leave any of his bed partners unsatisfied.
All the noises Luke made were music to Reid’s ears and he’d give almost anything to have this again and again. He lowered his lips to Luke’s once again, capturing all the delicious sounds, pressing his tongue inside Luke’s mouth. Luke seemed startled, but reached out tentatively with his own tongue. Reid couldn’t help the sound he made into Luke’s mouth, the movement of his hips speeding up as their tongues dueled.
Luke let out a sudden cry, trembling as he jerked his mouth away from Reid’s and Reid knew he was close. “Come on, Luke,” he whispered in Luke’s ear. “Let go for me.”
Luke arched up against him, his mouth falling open soundlessly as he came. One more thrust and Reid followed suit. He stared into Luke’s eyes before kissing him lightly and pulling away.
He glanced at his watch and swore internally. He would be missed if he didn’t head back soon. "I have to go,” Reid said softly. “I understand if you don’t want to see me again.”
“No,” Luke denied. “I think you are like forbidden fruit - one taste is not enough.”
“Tomorrow then?” Reid asked, kissing him again. Luke nodded.
“I’ll be here waiting.”