Fic: Coming Home 6/?
Author: PABWECG (aka Patricia)
Title: Coming Home
Genre/Type: Romance
Rating: PG-13 to NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Luke/Reid, Luke/Noah, Lily/Holden, Katie, Bob, assorted little people, possibly others
Warnings: None really, except some Nuke intimacy
Summary: Luke and Noah moved to L.A. in the Summer of 2009 for Noah to do his last year of school with an internship of sorts (no Mason, no blindness, etc. Everything else in their history has happened). Reid arrived, temporarily, at Memorial in August 2010.
It’s now October 2010. Luke is 22, Ethan is 6.
Big THANKS to my wonderful beta, Slayerkitty!
Previous Chapters: 1/ 2/ 3/ 4/ 5/
Chapter 6
Just as Noah was about to move, the song ended, replaced by some cheesy party tune. He stood, as if frozen to the spot, and watched his boyfriend with that man. The change of music seemed to cause them to step back from each other, but their eyes remained locked.
Reid and Luke, unaware of the increasing number of eyes falling upon them, continued to hold each other's gaze. Reid lifted his right hand and laid three fingertips on Luke's chest, just resting them there. Luke's smile in return was small, except for his eyes; his eyes held a multitude of emotions...gratitude, joy, adoration, surprise, and happiness.
Noah walked out; he'd seen enough.
Casey and Holden moved almost at the same time, towards the "couple" on the dance floor. Holden was taken totally by surprise at what he had just witnessed. Casey not so much. Both of them, however, loved Luke with such fierceness that they couldn't help but smile at seeing Luke - who appeared, for lack of a better word, happy.
Reid dropped his hand, and Luke looked down, as Holden and Casey approached them.
"Well, it's getting late - and I've done this bachelor party thing far too many times, I think - so I'm going to head home to Lily." He looked as his son. As nice as it was to see him smiling, Noah was arriving in a few hours. "Why don't you come with me, Luke?" Holden had a pretty good idea where things might head between Luke and Dr. Oliver if they spent anymore time together tonight.
"I'm not tired. I think I'll stay a bit more." He looked at Reid once more.
"Noah will be here in a couple hours, right?" He tried, unsuccessfully, to catch Luke's eye. He really didn't want to see Luke do something he might regret.
Finally looking away from Reid, the confusion and guilt coming back. "I'll be back at the farm before he arrives," Luke said, looking at his dad. "I promise."
"You sure? Okay, well I'll have the car, so...."
"I can get Luke home," Casey said. He had been staying out of the conversation. He knew Holden well enough to know that Luke's father was well aware of the situation here. Perhaps this would ease Holden's concerns a bit.
"Thank you Casey. You haven't had much to drink?"
"No, just a couple of beers all night. I'm okay to drive, or Luke could since he hasn't had anything."
"I know." Holden gave Luke a half hug. "Don't stay too late." He smiled. "I need you, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, beside me tomorrow."
"I won't, Dad. You get home to Mom, she's probably waiting for you."
After Holden and almost everyone else had gone, Luke, Reid, and Casey stayed to talk, laugh, and even sing a few off-key songs. Having Casey there certainly helped to diffuse the intense energy between the other two. "Man! Now I'm tired. I am getting old, I used to be able to do this all night." He yawned. "You ready, Luke?"
Luke hesitated. He really didn't want to go back to the farm; he didn't want tonight to end - not yet.
"I could take Luke back." Reid spoke quietly, looking only at Luke. "It's not a problem."
I know it's not a problem, thought Casey, that's the problem!
"Okay," Luke said just as quietly, looking at Reid with just as much intensity.
Oh boy, I'm fighting a losing battle here. "Al-righty! But remember what your dad said...don't be too late!"
Their thighs were pressed up against each other. Luke's right hand was tracing along the edges of Reid's right hand, resting on the table in the corner booth. Reid watched Luke's hand gently caress his, mesmerized. Luke gazed at Reid's face, the way his eyes were watching Luke's hand. He'd never felt this before, not even at the beginning with Noah. To just sit with another man, and look and touch, no need for words; he wondered if either of them would be capable of words right now.
"So, tell me more about Noah."
"What?" Luke had been tracing Reid's lips with his eyes. He looked up into Reid's eyes, and saw such desire. "You want to talk about Noah?"
"I want to kiss you."
"Reid."
"But you have a boyfriend...named Noah. So, how did you meet?"
Luke was having a difficult time switching gears so quickly. "I don't want to talk about Noah."
Reid looked at Luke again, and saw the longing which mirrored his own. "I know."
Luke swallowed. He knew Reid was right. They couldn't just sit here and pretend that Luke was single and available. He wasn't. He was in a committed relationship...with Noah. "We met at the local television station, where we were both interning. We were both just out of high school."
"What was it like, when you were first together?" Reid knew that if anything could cool his temperature right now, could restrain him from kissing Luke right here, it was hearing about Luke and Noah together. And, perversely, he wanted to know everything about Luke, even the parts that he knew would drive him crazy.
"I fell for him pretty quickly, but he began dating my good friend...Maddie."
"A girl?" He hadn't expected that.
"Yeah. It was pretty difficult watching them together, and it was really difficult for Noah to be honest about his feelings for me. But, eventually we found our way together. It was really good...for a little while."
"Then?" Reid wanted to not hear anymore, and he wanted to hear more...and he wanted to make all the problems he somehow already knew Luke had faced with Noah go away.
Reid was looking at Luke with such tenderness and confusion. But Luke wasn't afraid to tell him anything. "We've always had long stretches of difficult times, interspersed with short stretches of good times. That's who we are together."
Reid reached has left hand out to Luke's cheek, and his eyes traveled all over Luke's face with love. His expression told Luke, that's not how it's supposed to be. You, my beautiful Luke, deserve so much more. You deserve the long stretches of good times.
Luke felt unsure about whether he was strong enough to receive the love Reid was giving him. It was so intense that he felt his eyes almost close...but it was so incredible that he couldn't close his eyes, couldn't miss a moment of it.
Noah paced back and forth in Luke's bedroom. He had left Metro two hours ago, and Luke still wasn't here. Shortly after he'd arrived at the farm, Holden had come in. The two of them had a somewhat awkward conversation, both being aware of what happened between Luke and Reid on the dance floor; but Holden didn't know Noah had witnessed it, and Noah wasn't going to let on...not yet anyway. Holden had said that Luke was staying later with Casey - and somehow Noah knew that Holden was leaving out another name - and that Casey was going to drop Luke off. "He shouldn't be too long. He didn't know you were arriving this early, did he?"
"No, I changed my plans at the last minute." Noah had said. "I texted Luke, but perhaps his phone was off."
"Yeah, that must have been it. Well, I'm off to bed. Big day tomorrow." He smiled at Noah; he really did care about Noah, didn't want to see him hurt. But, he also couldn't help remembering how "not right " Luke had seemed lately, and how happy he seemed tonight. "Good night, Noah. You know your way around. Make yourself at home."
That had been about an hour ago and Luke still hadn't returned. A car pulled up; he turned out the bedroom light and looked out the window, which overlooked the front of the house. The car stopped, and turned off; Luke didn't get out. Noah's gut wrenched, and he waited.
Reid’s gaze was so intense and yet gentle. His right hand held Luke’s, like it had since they began driving. Now the car was parked and turned off, and they just sat facing each other, the car and their faces lit only by the stars. Luke reached his free hand up to touch Reid’s face, He wanted to see what it looked like, by tracing it with his finger tips. Reid fought the urge to close his eyes, and watched Luke’s expression as he ran his fingers across his temple, his cheekbones, his jaw, and down his neck. Then Luke brought his fingers to Reid’s mouth, running them along his lower lip. Reid’s tongue came out to taste Luke, and drew Luke’s finger into his mouth. Luke had to close his eyes for a moment - the sensations were so strong; just as quickly he opened them to watch. Seeing Reid sucking and licking his finger, his own mouth dropped open and he gasped. “Reid.”
Hearing his name on Luke’s lips, Reid knew that his name would never again sound the same. Luke’s finger dropped from his lips, and Reid let go of his hand; taking Luke’s face in his hands, he leaned in close. Luke closed his eyes, and Reid studied his beautiful face in the near-darkness. “Luke,” he whispered, and then softly brushed his lips against Luke’s. Luke’s heart immediately started beating again. Reid leaned forward and, this time, captured Luke’s lips with his own. “Luke,” he repeated. Luke allowed his lips to be captured before returning the gesture, leaning in to make sure that mouth didn’t disappear. That mouth that he somehow had to have. Reid’s breath caught and he reached around Luke’s waist to pull him closer. Luke’s hand went to Reid’s soft curls pulling him impossibly closer still; his tongue slipped inside Reid’s mouth. He needed to taste more.
Reid’s hand dropped from Luke’s waist to his ass, caressing. “Reid,” Luke moaned. “Oh God, Reid.” His hand drifted down Reid’s chest, and didn’t even hesitate to go down further, cupping Reid’s very hard cock.
“Jesus, Luke.” Reid threw his head back. Luke traced it with his hand, feeling the beautiful shape. “Holy mother of…Luke…” Luke tried to get closer - to press his body against Reid’s somehow, when he met the gearshift instead.
He froze, suddenly remembering where he was and what he was doing. He sat back in his own seat, a mixture of emotions swirling through him - lust, shame, anger, love, desire, “Reid,” his eyes stung. “I can’t. God, I can’t.” He knew what they were doing was wrong, but he also knew that what they were doing was right. It was right in a way that nothing he had ever done with Noah was right.
“I know.” He could feel Luke’s mix of emotions, and he could also feel their very real connection. He reached out just to touch Luke’s cheek. “I know.”
Luke walked very quietly into the house, desperately hoping that no one is awake. He couldn't talk to anyone right now. He was so grateful that Noah wouldn’t be here for another hour or so. He should take a shower. He didn’t want to wash the feeling of Reid away. However, even with all the other emotions he’s feeling, one brief thought of Reid made him fully hard again. God, he wanted to touch Reid right now, but he’d have to settle for his own hand. And with thoughts like these, he couldn’t face Noah like this. Yes, a shower before Noah arrives was definitely in order. Then, maybe he could make it through the night, and look Noah straight in the eye.
He entered his bedroom and began to undress in the relative darkness. A soft sound caused him to turn around. It was Noah, here already. When did he arrive?
He appeared to be asleep. Luke was about to head to the shower. "Luke? Is that you?"
"Of course it's me. Who else did you expect to find creeping in here in the middle of the night?"
"Middle of the night? What time is it?" Noah looked at the clock - of course he knew what time it was, having just climbed into bed himself - "Oh, it is late. You two have a good time?"
"What? Who?" Noah watched Luke's guilty expression.
"You and Casey, that's who. Who else would you be out with tonight?" He paused, letting Luke get good and uncomfortable. "Your dad said Casey was going to be bringing you home later, that you had decided to hang out together some more. That must have been nice."
"Oh, yeah! Casey...yeah, that was great."
"Good. You comin' to bed?" He pulled the covers back to invite Luke in.
How many times have I wished for Noah to do that? But tonight the thought made him sick, angry, confused. His erection was long gone.
"I'm just gonna take a quick shower Noah....uh, somebody spilled beer on my clothes."
"Don't worry about it, Luke. I've missed you. I just want you right here beside me, smelly or not." He could just imagine what (who) Luke smells like. " You can shower in the morning." He flashed him his puppy dog eyes. "Please..."
Luke hesitated, feeling cornered. "Okay." And he climbed in and lay on his back.
Noah's hands wandered over Luke's body, Luke lying stiffly. He tried to let Noah love him, seduce him...but it was like he couldn't breathe. Noah's hand finally found Luke's soft cock, and Luke couldn't take it any more. "Noah, don't....don't." He said softly, sadly.
Any doubts Noah had when he left Metro, any he had left after he had paced the room for an hour, any last lingering doubts he had while waiting for Luke to finally climb out of that man's car, were now gone. He tried not to smell the foreign odor that lingered around Luke as he fell asleep.
It was a long, tortuous while before Luke followed suit. next part/
Title: Coming Home
Genre/Type: Romance
Rating: PG-13 to NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Luke/Reid, Luke/Noah, Lily/Holden, Katie, Bob, assorted little people, possibly others
Warnings: None really, except some Nuke intimacy
Summary: Luke and Noah moved to L.A. in the Summer of 2009 for Noah to do his last year of school with an internship of sorts (no Mason, no blindness, etc. Everything else in their history has happened). Reid arrived, temporarily, at Memorial in August 2010.
It’s now October 2010. Luke is 22, Ethan is 6.
Big THANKS to my wonderful beta, Slayerkitty!
Previous Chapters: 1/ 2/ 3/ 4/ 5/
Chapter 6
Just as Noah was about to move, the song ended, replaced by some cheesy party tune. He stood, as if frozen to the spot, and watched his boyfriend with that man. The change of music seemed to cause them to step back from each other, but their eyes remained locked.
Reid and Luke, unaware of the increasing number of eyes falling upon them, continued to hold each other's gaze. Reid lifted his right hand and laid three fingertips on Luke's chest, just resting them there. Luke's smile in return was small, except for his eyes; his eyes held a multitude of emotions...gratitude, joy, adoration, surprise, and happiness.
Noah walked out; he'd seen enough.
Casey and Holden moved almost at the same time, towards the "couple" on the dance floor. Holden was taken totally by surprise at what he had just witnessed. Casey not so much. Both of them, however, loved Luke with such fierceness that they couldn't help but smile at seeing Luke - who appeared, for lack of a better word, happy.
Reid dropped his hand, and Luke looked down, as Holden and Casey approached them.
"Well, it's getting late - and I've done this bachelor party thing far too many times, I think - so I'm going to head home to Lily." He looked as his son. As nice as it was to see him smiling, Noah was arriving in a few hours. "Why don't you come with me, Luke?" Holden had a pretty good idea where things might head between Luke and Dr. Oliver if they spent anymore time together tonight.
"I'm not tired. I think I'll stay a bit more." He looked at Reid once more.
"Noah will be here in a couple hours, right?" He tried, unsuccessfully, to catch Luke's eye. He really didn't want to see Luke do something he might regret.
Finally looking away from Reid, the confusion and guilt coming back. "I'll be back at the farm before he arrives," Luke said, looking at his dad. "I promise."
"You sure? Okay, well I'll have the car, so...."
"I can get Luke home," Casey said. He had been staying out of the conversation. He knew Holden well enough to know that Luke's father was well aware of the situation here. Perhaps this would ease Holden's concerns a bit.
"Thank you Casey. You haven't had much to drink?"
"No, just a couple of beers all night. I'm okay to drive, or Luke could since he hasn't had anything."
"I know." Holden gave Luke a half hug. "Don't stay too late." He smiled. "I need you, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, beside me tomorrow."
"I won't, Dad. You get home to Mom, she's probably waiting for you."
After Holden and almost everyone else had gone, Luke, Reid, and Casey stayed to talk, laugh, and even sing a few off-key songs. Having Casey there certainly helped to diffuse the intense energy between the other two. "Man! Now I'm tired. I am getting old, I used to be able to do this all night." He yawned. "You ready, Luke?"
Luke hesitated. He really didn't want to go back to the farm; he didn't want tonight to end - not yet.
"I could take Luke back." Reid spoke quietly, looking only at Luke. "It's not a problem."
I know it's not a problem, thought Casey, that's the problem!
"Okay," Luke said just as quietly, looking at Reid with just as much intensity.
Oh boy, I'm fighting a losing battle here. "Al-righty! But remember what your dad said...don't be too late!"
Their thighs were pressed up against each other. Luke's right hand was tracing along the edges of Reid's right hand, resting on the table in the corner booth. Reid watched Luke's hand gently caress his, mesmerized. Luke gazed at Reid's face, the way his eyes were watching Luke's hand. He'd never felt this before, not even at the beginning with Noah. To just sit with another man, and look and touch, no need for words; he wondered if either of them would be capable of words right now.
"So, tell me more about Noah."
"What?" Luke had been tracing Reid's lips with his eyes. He looked up into Reid's eyes, and saw such desire. "You want to talk about Noah?"
"I want to kiss you."
"Reid."
"But you have a boyfriend...named Noah. So, how did you meet?"
Luke was having a difficult time switching gears so quickly. "I don't want to talk about Noah."
Reid looked at Luke again, and saw the longing which mirrored his own. "I know."
Luke swallowed. He knew Reid was right. They couldn't just sit here and pretend that Luke was single and available. He wasn't. He was in a committed relationship...with Noah. "We met at the local television station, where we were both interning. We were both just out of high school."
"What was it like, when you were first together?" Reid knew that if anything could cool his temperature right now, could restrain him from kissing Luke right here, it was hearing about Luke and Noah together. And, perversely, he wanted to know everything about Luke, even the parts that he knew would drive him crazy.
"I fell for him pretty quickly, but he began dating my good friend...Maddie."
"A girl?" He hadn't expected that.
"Yeah. It was pretty difficult watching them together, and it was really difficult for Noah to be honest about his feelings for me. But, eventually we found our way together. It was really good...for a little while."
"Then?" Reid wanted to not hear anymore, and he wanted to hear more...and he wanted to make all the problems he somehow already knew Luke had faced with Noah go away.
Reid was looking at Luke with such tenderness and confusion. But Luke wasn't afraid to tell him anything. "We've always had long stretches of difficult times, interspersed with short stretches of good times. That's who we are together."
Reid reached has left hand out to Luke's cheek, and his eyes traveled all over Luke's face with love. His expression told Luke, that's not how it's supposed to be. You, my beautiful Luke, deserve so much more. You deserve the long stretches of good times.
Luke felt unsure about whether he was strong enough to receive the love Reid was giving him. It was so intense that he felt his eyes almost close...but it was so incredible that he couldn't close his eyes, couldn't miss a moment of it.
Noah paced back and forth in Luke's bedroom. He had left Metro two hours ago, and Luke still wasn't here. Shortly after he'd arrived at the farm, Holden had come in. The two of them had a somewhat awkward conversation, both being aware of what happened between Luke and Reid on the dance floor; but Holden didn't know Noah had witnessed it, and Noah wasn't going to let on...not yet anyway. Holden had said that Luke was staying later with Casey - and somehow Noah knew that Holden was leaving out another name - and that Casey was going to drop Luke off. "He shouldn't be too long. He didn't know you were arriving this early, did he?"
"No, I changed my plans at the last minute." Noah had said. "I texted Luke, but perhaps his phone was off."
"Yeah, that must have been it. Well, I'm off to bed. Big day tomorrow." He smiled at Noah; he really did care about Noah, didn't want to see him hurt. But, he also couldn't help remembering how "not right " Luke had seemed lately, and how happy he seemed tonight. "Good night, Noah. You know your way around. Make yourself at home."
That had been about an hour ago and Luke still hadn't returned. A car pulled up; he turned out the bedroom light and looked out the window, which overlooked the front of the house. The car stopped, and turned off; Luke didn't get out. Noah's gut wrenched, and he waited.
Reid’s gaze was so intense and yet gentle. His right hand held Luke’s, like it had since they began driving. Now the car was parked and turned off, and they just sat facing each other, the car and their faces lit only by the stars. Luke reached his free hand up to touch Reid’s face, He wanted to see what it looked like, by tracing it with his finger tips. Reid fought the urge to close his eyes, and watched Luke’s expression as he ran his fingers across his temple, his cheekbones, his jaw, and down his neck. Then Luke brought his fingers to Reid’s mouth, running them along his lower lip. Reid’s tongue came out to taste Luke, and drew Luke’s finger into his mouth. Luke had to close his eyes for a moment - the sensations were so strong; just as quickly he opened them to watch. Seeing Reid sucking and licking his finger, his own mouth dropped open and he gasped. “Reid.”
Hearing his name on Luke’s lips, Reid knew that his name would never again sound the same. Luke’s finger dropped from his lips, and Reid let go of his hand; taking Luke’s face in his hands, he leaned in close. Luke closed his eyes, and Reid studied his beautiful face in the near-darkness. “Luke,” he whispered, and then softly brushed his lips against Luke’s. Luke’s heart immediately started beating again. Reid leaned forward and, this time, captured Luke’s lips with his own. “Luke,” he repeated. Luke allowed his lips to be captured before returning the gesture, leaning in to make sure that mouth didn’t disappear. That mouth that he somehow had to have. Reid’s breath caught and he reached around Luke’s waist to pull him closer. Luke’s hand went to Reid’s soft curls pulling him impossibly closer still; his tongue slipped inside Reid’s mouth. He needed to taste more.
Reid’s hand dropped from Luke’s waist to his ass, caressing. “Reid,” Luke moaned. “Oh God, Reid.” His hand drifted down Reid’s chest, and didn’t even hesitate to go down further, cupping Reid’s very hard cock.
“Jesus, Luke.” Reid threw his head back. Luke traced it with his hand, feeling the beautiful shape. “Holy mother of…Luke…” Luke tried to get closer - to press his body against Reid’s somehow, when he met the gearshift instead.
He froze, suddenly remembering where he was and what he was doing. He sat back in his own seat, a mixture of emotions swirling through him - lust, shame, anger, love, desire, “Reid,” his eyes stung. “I can’t. God, I can’t.” He knew what they were doing was wrong, but he also knew that what they were doing was right. It was right in a way that nothing he had ever done with Noah was right.
“I know.” He could feel Luke’s mix of emotions, and he could also feel their very real connection. He reached out just to touch Luke’s cheek. “I know.”
Luke walked very quietly into the house, desperately hoping that no one is awake. He couldn't talk to anyone right now. He was so grateful that Noah wouldn’t be here for another hour or so. He should take a shower. He didn’t want to wash the feeling of Reid away. However, even with all the other emotions he’s feeling, one brief thought of Reid made him fully hard again. God, he wanted to touch Reid right now, but he’d have to settle for his own hand. And with thoughts like these, he couldn’t face Noah like this. Yes, a shower before Noah arrives was definitely in order. Then, maybe he could make it through the night, and look Noah straight in the eye.
He entered his bedroom and began to undress in the relative darkness. A soft sound caused him to turn around. It was Noah, here already. When did he arrive?
He appeared to be asleep. Luke was about to head to the shower. "Luke? Is that you?"
"Of course it's me. Who else did you expect to find creeping in here in the middle of the night?"
"Middle of the night? What time is it?" Noah looked at the clock - of course he knew what time it was, having just climbed into bed himself - "Oh, it is late. You two have a good time?"
"What? Who?" Noah watched Luke's guilty expression.
"You and Casey, that's who. Who else would you be out with tonight?" He paused, letting Luke get good and uncomfortable. "Your dad said Casey was going to be bringing you home later, that you had decided to hang out together some more. That must have been nice."
"Oh, yeah! Casey...yeah, that was great."
"Good. You comin' to bed?" He pulled the covers back to invite Luke in.
How many times have I wished for Noah to do that? But tonight the thought made him sick, angry, confused. His erection was long gone.
"I'm just gonna take a quick shower Noah....uh, somebody spilled beer on my clothes."
"Don't worry about it, Luke. I've missed you. I just want you right here beside me, smelly or not." He could just imagine what (who) Luke smells like. " You can shower in the morning." He flashed him his puppy dog eyes. "Please..."
Luke hesitated, feeling cornered. "Okay." And he climbed in and lay on his back.
Noah's hands wandered over Luke's body, Luke lying stiffly. He tried to let Noah love him, seduce him...but it was like he couldn't breathe. Noah's hand finally found Luke's soft cock, and Luke couldn't take it any more. "Noah, don't....don't." He said softly, sadly.
Any doubts Noah had when he left Metro, any he had left after he had paced the room for an hour, any last lingering doubts he had while waiting for Luke to finally climb out of that man's car, were now gone. He tried not to smell the foreign odor that lingered around Luke as he fell asleep.
It was a long, tortuous while before Luke followed suit. next part/