Fic: Save Me (16/?)
Title: Save Me
Author: slayerkitty
Genre: Angst, AU
Warnings: Underage drinking
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: None
Prompt: Yes, I filled my own prompt. Shut up. ;) You can find it Here
Characters: Luke/Reid, Luke/Noah, Other Misc characters
Disclaimer: As the World Turns and it's characters are not mine, no matter how much I enjoy playing with them. :)
Summary: You can't save me now, I'm in the grip of a hurricane...
Previous Chapters: Prologue/ 1/ 2/ 3/ 4/ 5/ 6/ 7/ 8/ 9/ 10/ 11/ 12/ 13/ 14/ 15
Author's Note: This story starts the night that Noah finds Luke in Olde Towne and takes him home. It picks up right after Noah leaves. In my head, that makes Luke 19 and Reid 30,(using the DVD of Reid around 12 yrs old as being taped in 1990). This might end up being the dirtiest thing I've ever written. *hides* Huge thank you's to my official beta for this fic, stl29tide, and alissablue for all her EPIC research. :)
Basically, I'm hijacking the Paul/Josie/Dusty plot for my purposes. Don't know who Josie is? If you visit Dusty's Wikipedia page here, you can read up on it. I'm changing mostly just the dates for the plot, so it runs alongside Luke's plot line. I will probably AU it a lot. Also, in my fic, Dusty/Josie have known each other for a few weeks, and it was Paul's idea to call in Reid (He told Dusty that it was prove Josie was faking, but in reality he wants Reid to keep his scheme going).
This chapter is expressly dedicated to stl29tide, and alissablue. Each of the things you lovelies requested is in here. :D I'm posting early because I'm going to a concert (MUSE, BABY!), but I'll pop in later to see what you guys think!
“Honey, you’re home!” Luke exclaimed, giggling.
“What are you doing here?” Reid asked, shutting the door with his foot and taking the bags into the kitchen. Luke followed after him on unsteady feet.
“I wanted to surprise you.” Luke said. “Surprise!” Reid fought back the urge to laugh.
“How did you get in?”
“It’s my grandmother’s cottage.” Luke leaned forward to whisper. “I know where she keeps the spare key.”
“So are you going to just show up here unannounced whenever you want?”
“If we end up in bed, are you going to complain if I do?” Reid sighed, looking up from his task of putting the cold cuts in the bottom drawer of the fridge. He raised an eyebrow in Luke’s direction.
“You can’t just come over here whenever you want, Luke.”
“Fine.” Luke snapped. “I’ll just go.” He made it exactly three feet before Reid moved to stop him. Cursing himself for giving in again, Reid grabbed Luke by the arm.
“Stay.” Reid said, pulling him in and kissing him roughly. Luke moaned against his lips. Reid slid his arms around Luke’s waist, molding his body against Luke’s. Reid slipped his tongue into Luke’s mouth, enjoying the familiar taste of alcohol and something that was inherently Luke. Luke's shaking fingers pushed Reid's coat off his shoulders, and Reid barely noticed as he tossed it into the chair on top of his own.
They moved slowly toward the couch, Reid maneuvering them around the coffee table. Luke sank down onto the couch, pulling Reid down with him. Using his arm to brace himself, Reid pushed up on the back of the couch at the same time pushing Luke onto his back. Reid settled on top of him, his lips leaving Luke’s mouth and trailing along his jaw. He pulled the collar of Luke’s shirt aside, smirking when he saw the still fading marks on the blond’s neck.
“I’ve had to wear a turtleneck every day because of you.” Luke murmured. “You are so damn lucky it’s winter.”
With that, Reid pressed his open mouth to Luke’s neck, sucking hard, and making Luke moan. He let up just long enough to whisper in Luke’s ear.
“You like it when I mark you.”
“Yes.” Luke breathed out.
“How much?” Reid asked, biting down again.
“So fucking much.” Luke moaned, tangling his hands in Reid's hair and tugging on the strands. Reid thrust his hips into Luke, his hard cock grinding against Luke's. Then Luke was pushing up on Reid, moving him back and off. Luke moved until nudging Reid until he was on his back, and Luke was straddling him.
“What are you doing?”
“Changing it up.”
“You're bored with your sex life already?” Reid asked in disbelief. Luke grinned.
“I just wanted a change of scenery.” He said. Confused, Reid stared at him. Instinctively, Luke rocked against him, and Reid reached his hands out to pull Luke as close as possible. Luke's hands slipped under Reid's shirt, lifting it up and over Reid's head. “See? Much better view.”
Luke leaned down and kissed him, and Reid made a noise in the back of his throat when Luke's fingers ghosted across his nipples, pausing on for a second to pinch each one. Reid raised his hands up, toying with the waist of Luke's shirt, ready to slide his hands underneath.
“Finally.” Reid mumbled. “Fucking finally.”
“What?” Luke asked in his ear, breathless. He was still rocking against Reid, driving them both wild.
“Finally get to fucking see you.” Luke's face lit up, and he smiled. It was a mischievous look, and Reid wasn't sure what to make of it. Suddenly, Luke was off his lap, crossing over to the chair in three steps. Confused again, Reid could only stare at him.
“Luke, what -” He started to say. Luke dug under Reid's coat and pulled out his black winter scarf. Just as fast as he had gone, Luke was back, pressing the scarf against Reid's eyes and tying it in the back.
“Are you fucking serious?” Reid's disbelief was evident in his voice.
“Completely.” Luke answered, and then paused. “Unless you don't want to?” He said it like a question, and Reid could hear the uncertainty in his voice.
“Of course I want to”. He rolled his eyes, and then realized that Luke couldn't see them. “I'm up for anything you want to do.” Reid thrust his hips up, grazing Luke's groin. “Obviously.”
“Good.” Luke kissed him, a hard press of his lips before disappearing again. “Don't fucking move.” He hissed, and Reid (who normally hated not being in control of anything), actually listened.
He could hear noise as Luke moved around, the sound of the refrigerator opening and closing, and then fabric rustling.
Fuck.
Luke was getting naked and he couldn't fucking see it.
He'd never wanted to take off the blindfold more in his life.
But he didn't. He forced himself not to. He wasn't going to ruin this experience for Luke.
He jumped when Luke's hands stroked his chest, fingertips lightly trailing across his skin down to his waist. Luke unfastened his belt, unsnapped his pants. Reid lifted his hips and Luke slid them down to his ankles. Luke made quick work of his shoes and socks and then Reid was completely naked.
Luke settled himself back on top of Reid, and Reid groaned as his hands came in contact with nothing but skin. Luke's skin.
Luke's lips found his and Reid set himself to feeling as much of Luke as he could. He moved his hands - drifting across Luke's thigh, his hip, the curve of his ass. Reid's other hand found Luke's cock, and encircled tightly in his grip. Luke broke the kiss and panted in his ear as Reid stroked.
Luke was writhing around on top of him, and Reid had to admit that feeling what Luke was doing, combined with the noises Luke was making in his ear almost made up for not being able to see the younger man naked.
Almost.
After a few more moments, Luke nudged Reid's hands away. Reid made a noise, sounding upset, and Luke laughed.
Reid heard unfamiliar sounds, and then liquid sloshing around in a bottle.
“Luke, what-” He said again.
“Shhh.” Luke kissed him, and then grabbed the ends of the scarf, pulling hard, turning Reid’s head to one side. Reid felt Luke’s tongue along the side of his neck, and then the sound of something shaking next to his ear. Tiny granules landed on his skin, and it took Reid a moment to realize what Luke was doing. Luke licked him again; lapping up what Reid assumed was salt. He heard liquid sloshing a second time, and then a trail of wetness was trickling down his chest. Luke licked that up too, making sure to catch every drop. Reid was squirming by the time Luke deemed he was done. Luke slid back along Reid’s thighs and stopped to perch about Reid's knees.
He wished he could see this.
His hands found the couch cushions on either side of him and he dug in his hands, gripping tightly as Luke ran something cold over his cock. He jumped at the sensation, and the smell of lime drifted up to his nose.
Reid only had a few seconds to contemplate what that meant, and then Luke was taking him in his mouth.
“Fuck.” He choked out. He squeezed the couch cushions tighter, if possible, resisting the urge to tangle his hands in Luke’s hair. Luke was clearly enjoying being in control, and for the first time in his life, Reid was enjoying letting someone else take charge.
Really, really fucking enjoying it.
What Luke lacked in experience, he made up for in enthusiasm, and Reid couldn’t remember the last blow job he’d had that had felt quite this good. He didn’t want to examine that thought any closer and instead just concentrated the way Luke’s mouth felt around his cock.
Reid couldn't help the sounds he was making. It was all he could do not to come right then. With a slightly audible 'pop' Luke pulled his mouth away. He crawled up Reid and then kissed him. Reid could taste himself on Luke's lips, and he choked back a moan.
“You didn't have to...” Reid managed to say in between kisses.
“I know.” Luke said quietly. “I wanted to.” He sat up and the sound of a condom wrapper tearing open filled Reid's ears. Reid inhaled when he felt Luke slip it onto his cock, before opening a bottle of lube and applying some as well. Luke took one of Reid's hands and lubed up a couple of his fingers. He moved Reid's hand so that it rested against the crack of his ass, and Reid got the hint. His finger's moved of their own accord, sliding inside Luke.
Luke groaned, sinking slowly onto Reid's fingers.
“Remember the other night on the phone, Luke?” Reid murmured as he let his fingers move in and out, twisting them around inside Luke, stretching him open.
“Y-y-yes.” He stuttered out, and Reid couldn't keep the smirk off his face.
“I'm going to fuck you so hard you'll feel it for a week.” Reid wished he could see the look on Luke's face. If the way he was shaking was any indication, Luke wanted that a lot.
“Please.” Luke gasped out, and Reid pushed his fingers inside a little harder, added a third one. Reid smiled as Luke cried out in surprise, before crooking his fingers up and brushing against Luke's prostate. “Reid.” Luke ground out. “Reid.”
Reid withdrew his fingers, and Luke slid back a little. He lined up his hole against Reid's cock, and started to slide down onto it, when Reid grabbed him by the hips and slammed into him.
Luke let out a strangled cry, and Reid worried that it had been too much. He let Luke get adjusted for a moment.
“Again.” Luke whispered. “Just like that.” Reid followed Luke's lead, and kept that rhythm going. He knew neither of them would last long, because every thrust was hitting Luke's prostate, and with every brush of the sensitive nub, he would tighten around Reid's cock, making Reid's eyes roll up into his head.
Luke let another cry and then he was coming. Reid could feel it coating his stomach and that was all it took for him to let go. Luke leaned down and gave him a kiss, and then slowly lifted himself off.
Reid could hear fabric rustling again, a sign that Luke was putting his clothes back on, and he sighed. Suddenly, Luke pulled the scarf from Reid's eyes. Reid blinked at him, the bright lights making him wince. Luke gave him a grin, before taking the scarf and using it to clean Reid up.
Reid couldn't move.
That had been intense, and...fuck.
He couldn't think, either.
Needless to say, he was startled when Luke dropped the come covered scarf onto his naked lap, and planted a hard kiss on his lips.
“Consider it an early Christmas present.” Luke said.
All Reid could do was stare as Luke picked up his bottle of Tequila and walked out.
Author: slayerkitty
Genre: Angst, AU
Warnings: Underage drinking
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: None
Prompt: Yes, I filled my own prompt. Shut up. ;) You can find it Here
Characters: Luke/Reid, Luke/Noah, Other Misc characters
Disclaimer: As the World Turns and it's characters are not mine, no matter how much I enjoy playing with them. :)
Summary: You can't save me now, I'm in the grip of a hurricane...
Previous Chapters: Prologue/ 1/ 2/ 3/ 4/ 5/ 6/ 7/ 8/ 9/ 10/ 11/ 12/ 13/ 14/ 15
Author's Note: This story starts the night that Noah finds Luke in Olde Towne and takes him home. It picks up right after Noah leaves. In my head, that makes Luke 19 and Reid 30,(using the DVD of Reid around 12 yrs old as being taped in 1990). This might end up being the dirtiest thing I've ever written. *hides* Huge thank you's to my official beta for this fic, stl29tide, and alissablue for all her EPIC research. :)
Basically, I'm hijacking the Paul/Josie/Dusty plot for my purposes. Don't know who Josie is? If you visit Dusty's Wikipedia page here, you can read up on it. I'm changing mostly just the dates for the plot, so it runs alongside Luke's plot line. I will probably AU it a lot. Also, in my fic, Dusty/Josie have known each other for a few weeks, and it was Paul's idea to call in Reid (He told Dusty that it was prove Josie was faking, but in reality he wants Reid to keep his scheme going).
This chapter is expressly dedicated to stl29tide, and alissablue. Each of the things you lovelies requested is in here. :D I'm posting early because I'm going to a concert (MUSE, BABY!), but I'll pop in later to see what you guys think!
“Honey, you’re home!” Luke exclaimed, giggling.
“What are you doing here?” Reid asked, shutting the door with his foot and taking the bags into the kitchen. Luke followed after him on unsteady feet.
“I wanted to surprise you.” Luke said. “Surprise!” Reid fought back the urge to laugh.
“How did you get in?”
“It’s my grandmother’s cottage.” Luke leaned forward to whisper. “I know where she keeps the spare key.”
“So are you going to just show up here unannounced whenever you want?”
“If we end up in bed, are you going to complain if I do?” Reid sighed, looking up from his task of putting the cold cuts in the bottom drawer of the fridge. He raised an eyebrow in Luke’s direction.
“You can’t just come over here whenever you want, Luke.”
“Fine.” Luke snapped. “I’ll just go.” He made it exactly three feet before Reid moved to stop him. Cursing himself for giving in again, Reid grabbed Luke by the arm.
“Stay.” Reid said, pulling him in and kissing him roughly. Luke moaned against his lips. Reid slid his arms around Luke’s waist, molding his body against Luke’s. Reid slipped his tongue into Luke’s mouth, enjoying the familiar taste of alcohol and something that was inherently Luke. Luke's shaking fingers pushed Reid's coat off his shoulders, and Reid barely noticed as he tossed it into the chair on top of his own.
They moved slowly toward the couch, Reid maneuvering them around the coffee table. Luke sank down onto the couch, pulling Reid down with him. Using his arm to brace himself, Reid pushed up on the back of the couch at the same time pushing Luke onto his back. Reid settled on top of him, his lips leaving Luke’s mouth and trailing along his jaw. He pulled the collar of Luke’s shirt aside, smirking when he saw the still fading marks on the blond’s neck.
“I’ve had to wear a turtleneck every day because of you.” Luke murmured. “You are so damn lucky it’s winter.”
With that, Reid pressed his open mouth to Luke’s neck, sucking hard, and making Luke moan. He let up just long enough to whisper in Luke’s ear.
“You like it when I mark you.”
“Yes.” Luke breathed out.
“How much?” Reid asked, biting down again.
“So fucking much.” Luke moaned, tangling his hands in Reid's hair and tugging on the strands. Reid thrust his hips into Luke, his hard cock grinding against Luke's. Then Luke was pushing up on Reid, moving him back and off. Luke moved until nudging Reid until he was on his back, and Luke was straddling him.
“What are you doing?”
“Changing it up.”
“You're bored with your sex life already?” Reid asked in disbelief. Luke grinned.
“I just wanted a change of scenery.” He said. Confused, Reid stared at him. Instinctively, Luke rocked against him, and Reid reached his hands out to pull Luke as close as possible. Luke's hands slipped under Reid's shirt, lifting it up and over Reid's head. “See? Much better view.”
Luke leaned down and kissed him, and Reid made a noise in the back of his throat when Luke's fingers ghosted across his nipples, pausing on for a second to pinch each one. Reid raised his hands up, toying with the waist of Luke's shirt, ready to slide his hands underneath.
“Finally.” Reid mumbled. “Fucking finally.”
“What?” Luke asked in his ear, breathless. He was still rocking against Reid, driving them both wild.
“Finally get to fucking see you.” Luke's face lit up, and he smiled. It was a mischievous look, and Reid wasn't sure what to make of it. Suddenly, Luke was off his lap, crossing over to the chair in three steps. Confused again, Reid could only stare at him.
“Luke, what -” He started to say. Luke dug under Reid's coat and pulled out his black winter scarf. Just as fast as he had gone, Luke was back, pressing the scarf against Reid's eyes and tying it in the back.
“Are you fucking serious?” Reid's disbelief was evident in his voice.
“Completely.” Luke answered, and then paused. “Unless you don't want to?” He said it like a question, and Reid could hear the uncertainty in his voice.
“Of course I want to”. He rolled his eyes, and then realized that Luke couldn't see them. “I'm up for anything you want to do.” Reid thrust his hips up, grazing Luke's groin. “Obviously.”
“Good.” Luke kissed him, a hard press of his lips before disappearing again. “Don't fucking move.” He hissed, and Reid (who normally hated not being in control of anything), actually listened.
He could hear noise as Luke moved around, the sound of the refrigerator opening and closing, and then fabric rustling.
Fuck.
Luke was getting naked and he couldn't fucking see it.
He'd never wanted to take off the blindfold more in his life.
But he didn't. He forced himself not to. He wasn't going to ruin this experience for Luke.
He jumped when Luke's hands stroked his chest, fingertips lightly trailing across his skin down to his waist. Luke unfastened his belt, unsnapped his pants. Reid lifted his hips and Luke slid them down to his ankles. Luke made quick work of his shoes and socks and then Reid was completely naked.
Luke settled himself back on top of Reid, and Reid groaned as his hands came in contact with nothing but skin. Luke's skin.
Luke's lips found his and Reid set himself to feeling as much of Luke as he could. He moved his hands - drifting across Luke's thigh, his hip, the curve of his ass. Reid's other hand found Luke's cock, and encircled tightly in his grip. Luke broke the kiss and panted in his ear as Reid stroked.
Luke was writhing around on top of him, and Reid had to admit that feeling what Luke was doing, combined with the noises Luke was making in his ear almost made up for not being able to see the younger man naked.
Almost.
After a few more moments, Luke nudged Reid's hands away. Reid made a noise, sounding upset, and Luke laughed.
Reid heard unfamiliar sounds, and then liquid sloshing around in a bottle.
“Luke, what-” He said again.
“Shhh.” Luke kissed him, and then grabbed the ends of the scarf, pulling hard, turning Reid’s head to one side. Reid felt Luke’s tongue along the side of his neck, and then the sound of something shaking next to his ear. Tiny granules landed on his skin, and it took Reid a moment to realize what Luke was doing. Luke licked him again; lapping up what Reid assumed was salt. He heard liquid sloshing a second time, and then a trail of wetness was trickling down his chest. Luke licked that up too, making sure to catch every drop. Reid was squirming by the time Luke deemed he was done. Luke slid back along Reid’s thighs and stopped to perch about Reid's knees.
He wished he could see this.
His hands found the couch cushions on either side of him and he dug in his hands, gripping tightly as Luke ran something cold over his cock. He jumped at the sensation, and the smell of lime drifted up to his nose.
Reid only had a few seconds to contemplate what that meant, and then Luke was taking him in his mouth.
“Fuck.” He choked out. He squeezed the couch cushions tighter, if possible, resisting the urge to tangle his hands in Luke’s hair. Luke was clearly enjoying being in control, and for the first time in his life, Reid was enjoying letting someone else take charge.
Really, really fucking enjoying it.
What Luke lacked in experience, he made up for in enthusiasm, and Reid couldn’t remember the last blow job he’d had that had felt quite this good. He didn’t want to examine that thought any closer and instead just concentrated the way Luke’s mouth felt around his cock.
Reid couldn't help the sounds he was making. It was all he could do not to come right then. With a slightly audible 'pop' Luke pulled his mouth away. He crawled up Reid and then kissed him. Reid could taste himself on Luke's lips, and he choked back a moan.
“You didn't have to...” Reid managed to say in between kisses.
“I know.” Luke said quietly. “I wanted to.” He sat up and the sound of a condom wrapper tearing open filled Reid's ears. Reid inhaled when he felt Luke slip it onto his cock, before opening a bottle of lube and applying some as well. Luke took one of Reid's hands and lubed up a couple of his fingers. He moved Reid's hand so that it rested against the crack of his ass, and Reid got the hint. His finger's moved of their own accord, sliding inside Luke.
Luke groaned, sinking slowly onto Reid's fingers.
“Remember the other night on the phone, Luke?” Reid murmured as he let his fingers move in and out, twisting them around inside Luke, stretching him open.
“Y-y-yes.” He stuttered out, and Reid couldn't keep the smirk off his face.
“I'm going to fuck you so hard you'll feel it for a week.” Reid wished he could see the look on Luke's face. If the way he was shaking was any indication, Luke wanted that a lot.
“Please.” Luke gasped out, and Reid pushed his fingers inside a little harder, added a third one. Reid smiled as Luke cried out in surprise, before crooking his fingers up and brushing against Luke's prostate. “Reid.” Luke ground out. “Reid.”
Reid withdrew his fingers, and Luke slid back a little. He lined up his hole against Reid's cock, and started to slide down onto it, when Reid grabbed him by the hips and slammed into him.
Luke let out a strangled cry, and Reid worried that it had been too much. He let Luke get adjusted for a moment.
“Again.” Luke whispered. “Just like that.” Reid followed Luke's lead, and kept that rhythm going. He knew neither of them would last long, because every thrust was hitting Luke's prostate, and with every brush of the sensitive nub, he would tighten around Reid's cock, making Reid's eyes roll up into his head.
Luke let another cry and then he was coming. Reid could feel it coating his stomach and that was all it took for him to let go. Luke leaned down and gave him a kiss, and then slowly lifted himself off.
Reid could hear fabric rustling again, a sign that Luke was putting his clothes back on, and he sighed. Suddenly, Luke pulled the scarf from Reid's eyes. Reid blinked at him, the bright lights making him wince. Luke gave him a grin, before taking the scarf and using it to clean Reid up.
Reid couldn't move.
That had been intense, and...fuck.
He couldn't think, either.
Needless to say, he was startled when Luke dropped the come covered scarf onto his naked lap, and planted a hard kiss on his lips.
“Consider it an early Christmas present.” Luke said.
All Reid could do was stare as Luke picked up his bottle of Tequila and walked out.