Fic: Save Me (54/59)
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/ 16/ 1l7/ 18/ 19/ 20/ 21/ 22/ 23/ 24/ 25/ 26/ 27/ 28/ 29/ 30/ 31/ 32/ 33/ 34/ 35/ 36/ 37/ 38/ 39/ 40/ 41/ 42/ 43/ 44/ 45/ 46/ 47/ 48/ 49/>/ 50/ 51/ 52/ 53
Author's Note: Huge thank you's to my official beta for this fic, stl29tide, and alissablue for all her EPIC research. :)
Someone (ages ago, back when this fic was just taking off), suggested hospital closet sex. I can't remember who it was, but you made me plan this chapter because of it, so thanks! :D
Reid had been minding his own business, wrapping up his rounds, intent on getting back to Luke, who was waiting for him in the doctor’s lounge when Katie had shown up, out of breath and stammering about something Reid hadn’t paid attention to. She’d grabbed his hand, demanding that he come with her, and because it was Katie, he’d let her lead him away. His mind still on Luke, he didn’t realize until the last second what was happening, that Luke was there in front of him, that Jade was pulling Luke toward him and Katie.
That both women had stopped in front of a large closet in a side hallway of the hospital they used for storing clean laundry. And then Katie was pulling the door open, and Jade was gently shoving both of them inside.
The door swung shut, and Reid thought his heart might explode in his chest from the panic that set in at Luke’s words.
“I’m pretty sure that Katie and Jade just locked us in a closet.”
“That’s what I thought you were going to say.” He tried to keep the fear out of his voice, but it shook. Suddenly, the room flooded with light. Reid turned and saw Luke standing near the door, next to the light switch. “Did they lock it?” Luke tried the handle.
“Yep.” Reid immediately started messing with the collar of his shirt, loosening it, tugging at his tie. He broke out into a cold sweat, finding it really hard to swallow.
He hadn’t told anyone about his claustrophobia, or Katie would have never done this to him. Dr. Reid Oliver did not admit weakness. Luke crossed his arms over his chest, leaning against the door.
Ordinarily, that pose, complete with the petulant expression on Luke’s face would have made Reid attack him, press him up against the door, and devour him with his mouth.
But not now. Not in here. Not when he couldn’t get enough air.
Fuck, Oliver. Get it together. Do not hyperventilate.
The fingers on his left hand drummed against his thigh and he tried to think of something, anything to distract himself. The only thing he could think of was that he was stuck in there, that he couldn’t get out, that he was helpless.
Reid had no control in here.
“What…what the hell where they thinking?” He croaked, and Luke glanced up at him, concern on his face.
“I have a theory, but you won’t like it.” Luke said, moving closer to him.
“What’s that?”
“I sort of told Jade we weren’t…” Luke raised his eyebrows, and if Reid had been in his right mind, he would have teased the younger man for not saying the words out loud.
“Just fucking great.” Reid swore, his head swimming, a bead of sweat rolling down the side of his face.
“Reid, are you okay?”
“Do I fucking look okay to you?” Reid cried, his voice sounding hoarse. He knew he’d be horrified later at the way he’d sounded, the terror he felt punctuating every word. He had to get out. He had to.
Reid brush past Luke, going to the door and jiggling the doorknob. It didn’t budge. Frustrated, Reid slammed his hand against the door.
“Katie!” He shouted. “Katie, damn it, let us out!”
“Reid, calm down.” Luke said quietly, grabbing his hand before he could hit the door again. “Don’t hurt your hands, okay?”
Reid stared at him for a second, his hand shaking in Luke’s grasp.
“You are seriously claustrophobic.” He commented, moving closer to Reid.
“What was your first clue?” Reid snapped.
“Reid, calm down.” Luke urged.
“I can’t.” His voice broke, and Luke tugged him closer, wrapping his arms around Reid’s waist and holding him tightly.
And then Luke was repeating the same words that Reid had used weeks ago, when he came home and found Luke with the bottle of vodka.
“Shh, I’ve got you.” He murmured, as Reid gripped at Luke’s shirt tightly, the material bunching in his fingers. His whole body trembled, and he clung to Luke.
*
Luke pressed gentle kisses to his neck, intended to soothe. He trailed them along Reid’s jaw, brushing the edge of Reid’s mouth with his lips.
Luke pulled back and met Reid’s gaze, his heart dropping at the fear he saw there. Reid was not okay. Desperate to fix it, to take Reid’s fear away, Luke did the only thing could think of.
He kissed him.
Slowly, lightly, almost a whisper of pressure against Reid’s lips.
It was like popping the cork on a champagne bottle.
Reid breathed against his mouth for second, and then Reid’s fingers were tangled in the locks of his hair and Reid’s mouth was ravishing his.
Reid was pouring all of his emotions into Luke, the fear and panic flowing from him, and Luke took it all, wanted it all. He was Reid’s salvation.
Reid shoved him back into a shelf, and Luke grunted when the metal dug into his back, knowing it would leave a bruise. It didn’t matter. All that mattered was Reid.
It was all Luke could do to hold on as Reid broke their kiss and practically ripped Luke’s shirt off over his head. Reid growled, pulling Luke’s hair so that his head turned to one side. He licked Luke’s neck, and then sank his mouth down on the expose flesh, finding his favorite spot and biting it.
Luke dug his fingers into Reid’s sides, scratching him in response. Reid ground his hardened cock into Luke’s, and Luke moaned low in his throat. He pushed Reid’s lab coat off his shoulders and the material landed on the floor next to Luke’s shirt. Luke pulled on Reid’s tie, lifting his face and kissing him again, working to loosen the knot as Reid went to work on the rest of the buttons on his shirt.
Luke slipped the tie from Reid’s neck, letting it flutter to the ground as took his shirt off. Luke ran his hands over the hard planes of Reid’s chest, pausing to pinch his nipples, and making him grunt.
Luke smiled at the sound, and he found his mouth invaded by Reid’s tongue, Reid’s mouth covering his again.
Reid reached behind Luke, grabbing one of the packages on the shelf, ripping it open, and pulling out the freshly washed blankets. His lips left Luke’s for a brief moment as he turned around and shook the blanket out on the floor before yanking Luke down onto it with him.
Reid pushed Luke to the floor, kissing him again, rolling on top of him. His hands fumbled with Luke’s belt and Luke returned the favor, unfastening Reid’s pants. He was faster than Reid and relished the hissing noise the older man made when he shoved his hand in and wrapped it around his cock.
There was a flurry of activity then, trying to touch each other as much as possible while shedding the rest of their clothes.
“Fuck.” Reid suddenly swore, looking down at Luke.
“What?” Luke asked, breathless. He was on his back, reaching out for Reid.
“I don’t have anything.” Startled, Luke stared at up at him for a second.
“What happened to the boy scout?” He asked, a ghost a smile on his face.
“He met a rich brat who turned his world upside down.”
*
Reid watched as Luke’s eyes lit up at his words, even though he cursed himself internally for saying them.
Why don’t you just tell him you love him, Oliver.
Luke reached into the back pocket of his jeans, laying near him on the floor, pulling out his wallet. He opened his wallet and pulled out a condom, handing it to Reid. Luke licked his lips, meeting Reid’s gaze. His pupils were blown, his eyes dark with desire and Reid thought he was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. He resisted the urge to roll his eyes at that thought, instead concentrating on what Luke was saying.
“Please, Reid, I need you.” Luke whispered.
“It’ll hurt.” Reid said, his voice low.
“I don’t care.”
“I do.”
“Reid, please.” It was almost a whine. Reid smirked a little as Luke arched against him.
“Okay, okay.” He agreed, even thought causing Luke one second of pain would be too much. “Roll over.” He urged. Luke gave him a questioning look but did as he asked.
Reid pressed himself against Luke, and he groaned. Slowly, he kissed, licked and sucked his way down Luke’s back, stopped just above his ass. Luke was grinding himself against the ground, and Reid grabbed his hips to stop him.
Reid ghosted his mouth over Luke’s ass, spreading the cheeks gently and revealing his hole.
“Reid, what -“ Luke started to asked, his head turned around to see what Reid was doing. Reid cut him off, running his tongue along his crack. “Oh, fuck.” Luke moaned, twisting the blanket in his fingers and arching his back. Reid would have smirked again if he didn’t have a better use for his mouth, and slipped his tongue just inside Luke’s entrance. Luke was gasping for air, and mumbling Reid’s name, while Reid worked, his tongue diving in again and again.
Finally, Reid pulled away and admired his work, Luke’s hole glistening with saliva.
*
Reid slid two fingers inside him, and Luke cried out. He’d had no idea that Reid’s tongue in his ass could feel so good. Reid’s fingers, stretching him open felt even better, if such a thing was possible, and Luke couldn’t control himself as he writhed around under Reid’s magic touch.
How had he ever gone with out this?
Reid added another finger and crooked them over Luke’s prostate, making him jerk, Reid’s name spilling from his lips like a prayer.
“Come on, Luke.” Reid whispered in his ear. “Come for me.” Luke bit his lip and shook his head.
“Not without you.” He managed, gasping again.
“You’re sure?”
“God, please, Reid.” Reid’s fingers slid out, and the sound of the condom wrapper tearing filled Luke’s ears.
Another moment passed, and then Reid rolled Luke onto his side, lining up behind him. Luke hissed as Reid pressed himself inside, filling him up slowly.
It burned, but Luke ignored it, instead focusing on the fact that Reid was inside him, a part of him again.
*
Reid thrust slowly at first, one arm wrapped around Luke’s waist and the other holding Luke’s shoulder for leverage. Luke reached back and pressed his hand against Reid’s thigh, pushing him in farther, wanting to hold him in longer.
Luke trembled with every thrust, already so close. Reid was sucking on his neck, loving his favorite spot with his tongue, the tongue that had just been doing delicious things to Luke’s ass. Reid bit down hard and jerked his hips up, hitting Luke’s prostate. Luke let out a strangled sound, coming hard and seeing stars behind his eyes. Reid continued to move inside him, hitting his prostate repeatedly as Luke rode out his orgasm. Reid thrust a final time and then he came, Luke clenching around his cock as tightly as he could.
They lay there, intertwined and limp for a few minutes before Reid moved, pulling out of Luke. While Reid took the condom off and tied it up, Luke rolled onto his back. He glanced at Reid and saw the older man staring at him.
“What?” Luke asked.
“Why did we wait so long to do that again?”
“Someone decided they needed to be all noble or something.” Luke reminded him.
“Right.” Reid said. “Yeah, I’m full of shit.”
“Clearly.”
“Let’s get the fuck out of here and go home.”
“Where we’ll do that again?”
“God willing.”
Just then the door opened, and Casey Hughes stepped into the closet.
“Oh, my God!” He exclaimed, clamping a hand over his eyes. “Don’t you two have a bedroom where you can do that?”
“Sure, if your aunt and my cousin hadn’t locked us in here.” Luke told him, scrambling around for his clothes.
“Are you serious?” Casey asked.
“As a heart attack.” Reid answered, slipping his pants on and fastening them. He pulled his shirt on, buttoning a couple of buttons.
“It’s okay, Casey, you can look now.” Luke laughed, glancing at Reid. Reid grabbed his hand and nearly dragged him to the door.
Once in the hallway, Luke turned to Casey.
“Thanks for letting us out.”
“I’m going to forgo the obligatory closet joke, but only because it’s you.”
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/ 16/ 1l7/ 18/ 19/ 20/ 21/ 22/ 23/ 24/ 25/ 26/ 27/ 28/ 29/ 30/ 31/ 32/ 33/ 34/ 35/ 36/ 37/ 38/ 39/ 40/ 41/ 42/ 43/ 44/ 45/ 46/ 47/ 48/ 49/>/ 50/ 51/ 52/ 53
Author's Note: Huge thank you's to my official beta for this fic, stl29tide, and alissablue for all her EPIC research. :)
Someone (ages ago, back when this fic was just taking off), suggested hospital closet sex. I can't remember who it was, but you made me plan this chapter because of it, so thanks! :D
Reid had been minding his own business, wrapping up his rounds, intent on getting back to Luke, who was waiting for him in the doctor’s lounge when Katie had shown up, out of breath and stammering about something Reid hadn’t paid attention to. She’d grabbed his hand, demanding that he come with her, and because it was Katie, he’d let her lead him away. His mind still on Luke, he didn’t realize until the last second what was happening, that Luke was there in front of him, that Jade was pulling Luke toward him and Katie.
That both women had stopped in front of a large closet in a side hallway of the hospital they used for storing clean laundry. And then Katie was pulling the door open, and Jade was gently shoving both of them inside.
The door swung shut, and Reid thought his heart might explode in his chest from the panic that set in at Luke’s words.
“I’m pretty sure that Katie and Jade just locked us in a closet.”
“That’s what I thought you were going to say.” He tried to keep the fear out of his voice, but it shook. Suddenly, the room flooded with light. Reid turned and saw Luke standing near the door, next to the light switch. “Did they lock it?” Luke tried the handle.
“Yep.” Reid immediately started messing with the collar of his shirt, loosening it, tugging at his tie. He broke out into a cold sweat, finding it really hard to swallow.
He hadn’t told anyone about his claustrophobia, or Katie would have never done this to him. Dr. Reid Oliver did not admit weakness. Luke crossed his arms over his chest, leaning against the door.
Ordinarily, that pose, complete with the petulant expression on Luke’s face would have made Reid attack him, press him up against the door, and devour him with his mouth.
But not now. Not in here. Not when he couldn’t get enough air.
Fuck, Oliver. Get it together. Do not hyperventilate.
The fingers on his left hand drummed against his thigh and he tried to think of something, anything to distract himself. The only thing he could think of was that he was stuck in there, that he couldn’t get out, that he was helpless.
Reid had no control in here.
“What…what the hell where they thinking?” He croaked, and Luke glanced up at him, concern on his face.
“I have a theory, but you won’t like it.” Luke said, moving closer to him.
“What’s that?”
“I sort of told Jade we weren’t…” Luke raised his eyebrows, and if Reid had been in his right mind, he would have teased the younger man for not saying the words out loud.
“Just fucking great.” Reid swore, his head swimming, a bead of sweat rolling down the side of his face.
“Reid, are you okay?”
“Do I fucking look okay to you?” Reid cried, his voice sounding hoarse. He knew he’d be horrified later at the way he’d sounded, the terror he felt punctuating every word. He had to get out. He had to.
Reid brush past Luke, going to the door and jiggling the doorknob. It didn’t budge. Frustrated, Reid slammed his hand against the door.
“Katie!” He shouted. “Katie, damn it, let us out!”
“Reid, calm down.” Luke said quietly, grabbing his hand before he could hit the door again. “Don’t hurt your hands, okay?”
Reid stared at him for a second, his hand shaking in Luke’s grasp.
“You are seriously claustrophobic.” He commented, moving closer to Reid.
“What was your first clue?” Reid snapped.
“Reid, calm down.” Luke urged.
“I can’t.” His voice broke, and Luke tugged him closer, wrapping his arms around Reid’s waist and holding him tightly.
And then Luke was repeating the same words that Reid had used weeks ago, when he came home and found Luke with the bottle of vodka.
“Shh, I’ve got you.” He murmured, as Reid gripped at Luke’s shirt tightly, the material bunching in his fingers. His whole body trembled, and he clung to Luke.
*
Luke pressed gentle kisses to his neck, intended to soothe. He trailed them along Reid’s jaw, brushing the edge of Reid’s mouth with his lips.
Luke pulled back and met Reid’s gaze, his heart dropping at the fear he saw there. Reid was not okay. Desperate to fix it, to take Reid’s fear away, Luke did the only thing could think of.
He kissed him.
Slowly, lightly, almost a whisper of pressure against Reid’s lips.
It was like popping the cork on a champagne bottle.
Reid breathed against his mouth for second, and then Reid’s fingers were tangled in the locks of his hair and Reid’s mouth was ravishing his.
Reid was pouring all of his emotions into Luke, the fear and panic flowing from him, and Luke took it all, wanted it all. He was Reid’s salvation.
Reid shoved him back into a shelf, and Luke grunted when the metal dug into his back, knowing it would leave a bruise. It didn’t matter. All that mattered was Reid.
It was all Luke could do to hold on as Reid broke their kiss and practically ripped Luke’s shirt off over his head. Reid growled, pulling Luke’s hair so that his head turned to one side. He licked Luke’s neck, and then sank his mouth down on the expose flesh, finding his favorite spot and biting it.
Luke dug his fingers into Reid’s sides, scratching him in response. Reid ground his hardened cock into Luke’s, and Luke moaned low in his throat. He pushed Reid’s lab coat off his shoulders and the material landed on the floor next to Luke’s shirt. Luke pulled on Reid’s tie, lifting his face and kissing him again, working to loosen the knot as Reid went to work on the rest of the buttons on his shirt.
Luke slipped the tie from Reid’s neck, letting it flutter to the ground as took his shirt off. Luke ran his hands over the hard planes of Reid’s chest, pausing to pinch his nipples, and making him grunt.
Luke smiled at the sound, and he found his mouth invaded by Reid’s tongue, Reid’s mouth covering his again.
Reid reached behind Luke, grabbing one of the packages on the shelf, ripping it open, and pulling out the freshly washed blankets. His lips left Luke’s for a brief moment as he turned around and shook the blanket out on the floor before yanking Luke down onto it with him.
Reid pushed Luke to the floor, kissing him again, rolling on top of him. His hands fumbled with Luke’s belt and Luke returned the favor, unfastening Reid’s pants. He was faster than Reid and relished the hissing noise the older man made when he shoved his hand in and wrapped it around his cock.
There was a flurry of activity then, trying to touch each other as much as possible while shedding the rest of their clothes.
“Fuck.” Reid suddenly swore, looking down at Luke.
“What?” Luke asked, breathless. He was on his back, reaching out for Reid.
“I don’t have anything.” Startled, Luke stared at up at him for a second.
“What happened to the boy scout?” He asked, a ghost a smile on his face.
“He met a rich brat who turned his world upside down.”
*
Reid watched as Luke’s eyes lit up at his words, even though he cursed himself internally for saying them.
Why don’t you just tell him you love him, Oliver.
Luke reached into the back pocket of his jeans, laying near him on the floor, pulling out his wallet. He opened his wallet and pulled out a condom, handing it to Reid. Luke licked his lips, meeting Reid’s gaze. His pupils were blown, his eyes dark with desire and Reid thought he was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. He resisted the urge to roll his eyes at that thought, instead concentrating on what Luke was saying.
“Please, Reid, I need you.” Luke whispered.
“It’ll hurt.” Reid said, his voice low.
“I don’t care.”
“I do.”
“Reid, please.” It was almost a whine. Reid smirked a little as Luke arched against him.
“Okay, okay.” He agreed, even thought causing Luke one second of pain would be too much. “Roll over.” He urged. Luke gave him a questioning look but did as he asked.
Reid pressed himself against Luke, and he groaned. Slowly, he kissed, licked and sucked his way down Luke’s back, stopped just above his ass. Luke was grinding himself against the ground, and Reid grabbed his hips to stop him.
Reid ghosted his mouth over Luke’s ass, spreading the cheeks gently and revealing his hole.
“Reid, what -“ Luke started to asked, his head turned around to see what Reid was doing. Reid cut him off, running his tongue along his crack. “Oh, fuck.” Luke moaned, twisting the blanket in his fingers and arching his back. Reid would have smirked again if he didn’t have a better use for his mouth, and slipped his tongue just inside Luke’s entrance. Luke was gasping for air, and mumbling Reid’s name, while Reid worked, his tongue diving in again and again.
Finally, Reid pulled away and admired his work, Luke’s hole glistening with saliva.
*
Reid slid two fingers inside him, and Luke cried out. He’d had no idea that Reid’s tongue in his ass could feel so good. Reid’s fingers, stretching him open felt even better, if such a thing was possible, and Luke couldn’t control himself as he writhed around under Reid’s magic touch.
How had he ever gone with out this?
Reid added another finger and crooked them over Luke’s prostate, making him jerk, Reid’s name spilling from his lips like a prayer.
“Come on, Luke.” Reid whispered in his ear. “Come for me.” Luke bit his lip and shook his head.
“Not without you.” He managed, gasping again.
“You’re sure?”
“God, please, Reid.” Reid’s fingers slid out, and the sound of the condom wrapper tearing filled Luke’s ears.
Another moment passed, and then Reid rolled Luke onto his side, lining up behind him. Luke hissed as Reid pressed himself inside, filling him up slowly.
It burned, but Luke ignored it, instead focusing on the fact that Reid was inside him, a part of him again.
*
Reid thrust slowly at first, one arm wrapped around Luke’s waist and the other holding Luke’s shoulder for leverage. Luke reached back and pressed his hand against Reid’s thigh, pushing him in farther, wanting to hold him in longer.
Luke trembled with every thrust, already so close. Reid was sucking on his neck, loving his favorite spot with his tongue, the tongue that had just been doing delicious things to Luke’s ass. Reid bit down hard and jerked his hips up, hitting Luke’s prostate. Luke let out a strangled sound, coming hard and seeing stars behind his eyes. Reid continued to move inside him, hitting his prostate repeatedly as Luke rode out his orgasm. Reid thrust a final time and then he came, Luke clenching around his cock as tightly as he could.
They lay there, intertwined and limp for a few minutes before Reid moved, pulling out of Luke. While Reid took the condom off and tied it up, Luke rolled onto his back. He glanced at Reid and saw the older man staring at him.
“What?” Luke asked.
“Why did we wait so long to do that again?”
“Someone decided they needed to be all noble or something.” Luke reminded him.
“Right.” Reid said. “Yeah, I’m full of shit.”
“Clearly.”
“Let’s get the fuck out of here and go home.”
“Where we’ll do that again?”
“God willing.”
Just then the door opened, and Casey Hughes stepped into the closet.
“Oh, my God!” He exclaimed, clamping a hand over his eyes. “Don’t you two have a bedroom where you can do that?”
“Sure, if your aunt and my cousin hadn’t locked us in here.” Luke told him, scrambling around for his clothes.
“Are you serious?” Casey asked.
“As a heart attack.” Reid answered, slipping his pants on and fastening them. He pulled his shirt on, buttoning a couple of buttons.
“It’s okay, Casey, you can look now.” Luke laughed, glancing at Reid. Reid grabbed his hand and nearly dragged him to the door.
Once in the hallway, Luke turned to Casey.
“Thanks for letting us out.”
“I’m going to forgo the obligatory closet joke, but only because it’s you.”