Fic: Coming Home 25/?
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, Casey, Bob, assorted little people, possibly others
Warnings: None really, except some Nuke intimacy
Disclaimers: I don’t own any of them, zilch, nada…
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 the Fall.
Thank you Slayerkitty, my terrific beta!
Previous Chapters: 1/ 2/ 3/ 4/ 5/ 6/ 7/ 8/ 9/ 10/ 11/ 12/ 13/ 14/ 15/ 16/ 17/ 18/ 19/ 20/ 21/ 22/ 23/ 24/
Chapter 25
Luke woke to the smells of coffee and bacon. He rolled over onto the pillow next to him and smelled the even better scent of Reid. He nudged his nose into the pillow, eyes still closed and breathed it in deeply; he hugged the pillow close to his face and smiled a contented smile. Finally he turned over and opened his eyes; Reid was sitting on the edge of the bed, in his boxers and t-shirt, sipping from a mug.
“Morning, Sleepyhead.” He said.
Luke stretched and sat up. “Morning.” His voice was a little rough. He ran a hand through his hair, trying in vain to straighten it out. “You’re already up? What time is it?”
Reid shrugged. “Nine…nine-thirty…something like that.”
“Wow, that late already. I’m usually up by now.”
“It’s not a big deal. Unless, you got somewhere to be?” he asked, taking another sip.
“No.” Luke answered. “You?”
“Actually, yes…unfortunately. But not right away. The hospital did call, and there’s a consult that they want me at later this morning.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah, and since I was awake, I thought I’d make us a little breakfast. Nothing fancy, just toast and bacon.”
“Mmm, it smells good and I’m so hungry.” Reid handed him a cup of coffee.
Luke scooted over and asked, “Join me?” Reid slid in next to him and they ate their breakfast off one plate. Their shoulders touched and a comfortable silence followed, filled only by the sounds of crunching toast and sipping coffee.
“So, tonight…” Luke began.
“Hmm?”
“Well, my grandmother’s got to have this place available for some work clients, so…”
“So, we’d better clean up?”
Luke laughed. “No, actually, I’m sure she’s already made arrangements for that, but…I guess I’ll be spending the night at my folks.”
“Yeah. And I’ll be home for a couple hours this afternoon, before I have to go in for a later shift tonight.”
“I’ll miss you.”
“I’ll miss you too, Luke.” He took one of Luke’s hands in his. “It’s been…really wonderful these last two nights.”
Luke blushed. “Yeah, it has…God, it’s been…it’s been…” His mouth dropped open. “I don’t know how to describe it…but, yeah, wonderful…”
Reid scooted down a bit and laid his arm across Luke’s stomach. “I like sleeping beside you.” His hand traveled across Luke’s chest. “I like the things we do before we sleep, too.” He said in a sexy voice.
Luke giggled. “Me too, God me too….both, I mean.” Reid could feel Luke’s heart beat speed up for a moment. “When will we…”
“When will we what?” Reid asked.
“I’d like to see you again soon; would you…” Luke hesitated.
“I would too. I do have a crazy sort of schedule for the next couple days, but…yeah, I’m gonna miss you…like as soon as I leave, probably.” Again, Luke’s heart began to race. Reid put his lips to Luke’s pulse point, and closed his eyes to better feel the thump-thump. He opened his mouth and softly closed it again around that point. Then he began to suck on it.
Luke’s hands were full and he was sort of trapped, so he just closed his eyes and opened his mouth, breathing softly, quickly. Reid noticed Luke’s predicament, and he took the plate and mug and set them on the bedside table, returning to Luke’s neck.
Luke’s hands thread into his hair and gently held his lips on that spot. “Reid.” He sighed. “I love your mouth, Reid.”
“The feeling is mutual.” He mumbled into Luke’s neck, and then he licked and sucked some more, the vibrations of Luke’s moans reaching his lips.
Reid leaned more of his body against Luke, pressing against his thigh, and his mouth traveled down towards Luke’s chest. “Oh.” Luke sang. “Reid?”
“Hmmm?”
“Don’t you have to…” Luke panted, his hands holding Reid’s mouth to one of his nipples, “…go to the hospital?” Reid began licking. “Oh fuck, that’s good.”
“Not yet.” Reid brushed his cock slowly against Luke’s thigh. “I have a little time.”
Luke made eye contact. “A little?” Luke asked hungrily.
Reid licked some more, and gave the nipple a hard suck. “About an hour.”
“An hour…thank God.” and he scooted down on the pillow, bringing Reid more fully on top of him, kissing him. “Oh, thank God.”
Several minutes later, Reid having let Luke undress him, he was straddling Luke's thighs and running his hands down his torso; he played with the hair on Luke's chest, tugging lightly. Leaning over him, he ran his tongue through the hair around one of Luke's nipples and then sucked on it, earning a soft moan from Luke. He licked and nipped and sucked on it, their cocks rubbing gently along side each other. Luke held his head to his chest and moaned again.
Reid sat back up and looked down at Luke, who was all flushed, and panting quietly. God, Luke was sexy; and he had no idea how sexy he was, which only made him even more so. He ran his hands up Luke’s chest again, finding and pinching both of his nipples, and Luke cried out. He played with them, rolling them in his fingertips, tugging on them, Luke's hips rocking.
Reid’s hands left Luke and ran down his own chest to touch himself. He began to lightly stroke his own cock, maintaining eye contact with Luke. Luke's lips parted and his gaze shifted back and forth between Reid’s face and Reid's hand. Reid began to stroke more firmly. His thumb grazed over the top and the brought a drop of pre-cum down the upper side of his shaft. As Luke watched, it was obvious that Reid was stroking in a way that was a well-developed practice - and Luke was transfixed. The sight of Reid jerking himself off...the sight of the enjoyment on Reid's face...Jesus.
Luke's hands found Reid's hips and held them, running his fingers over their curve, feeling them rock slightly. He watched Reid’s hand slipping down from tip to base and then pulling slowly, sensuously back up, before making its way tightly back down again... “Fuck.” Luke said. His hand moved to his own dick, which was very ready for some attention. He barely made contact, when Reid stopped him.
“Un-uh.” Reid held his hand. “No touching.” When Luke looked affronted, Reid smirked. “Not yet.” Luke growled a protest, and panted, his hands finding their way back to Reid’s hips.
“Fuck, Reid...fuck.” Reid just licked his lips and continued to stroke himself, sometimes letting his eyes close, other times opening them to find Luke's intense gaze upon him. Luke was helpless; he could do nothing by lay there and watch. “Fuck.” he said again. “I want to touch you...I want to touch me...”
Luke continued to hold Reid’s hips as he began to thrust into his fist. Luke could hear the way Reid’s cock slipped in and out of his hand. “Luke.” He said quietly. “Oh fuck, Luke.” Reid suddenly began to slow, and letting go of his cock, he leaned over Luke to kiss him.
Breathing heavily, he whispered, “Luke, you're so...God, just looking at you...while I touch myself...Jesus, it's hot.” He panted. “I'm so close.”
Luke's hands tangled into Reid’s hair, kissing him. “Watching you, Reid, was so...fucking sexy.” He licked and sucked at Reid’s lower lip. “Why'd you stop?” His hips were thrusting up off the bed.
“I want to...if you'd like it, I’d like to put my fingers inside you.” Luke's eyes darkened and his breath caught around a moan. “Is that a yes?” Reid asked hungrily. Luke nodded his head several times, finding no words.
Reid picked up the lube from the side table, and quickly kissed his way down Luke's torso; he breathed on Luke's twitching cock, watching his hips lift slightly off the bed. He finally gave it some contact, licking it once from base to tip. “Fuck.” Luke cried. Then Reid gave it one quick suck. “Reid, Reid...Reid.” Luke said.
Then he lay between Luke legs, pushing his knees up and separating them. He put Luke's hands on his knees and said, “Keep these here...Mr. Snyder.” Reid smiled at him and leaned in to suck Luke's cock into his mouth almost completely, but only once. Just enough for Luke's hips to rock off the bed and for Luke to give him a look of reproach. “Fuck, Reid...fuck.”
Reid then gave him several minutes of glorious rimming, and sometimes the curses just flowed off of Luke's tongue like a waterfall, and other times he was speechless, the only sounds that of his panting breath. Reid’s tongue worked like magic, lapping around his hole before dipping in and fucking him for a few moments, repeating that process until Luke was begging. “Please Reid…oh please.”
Reid poured some lube on his hand, and warmed it between his two hands; then he rubbed some around Luke's hole and dipped a finger just slightly inside. Luke sighed. The muscles around Reid’s fingertip clenched and then relaxed. Reid inserted it a bit further and when the muscles again relaxed, he pumped it slowly in and out. Luke sang a quiet string of oh's and ah's. Reid went deeper, Luke tensed, then relaxed.
“Do you want more…Luke?” Reid made eye contact with him.
Luke's lips were parted, he was panting quietly, he nodded his head with a half-smile. Pulling the first almost all the way out, Reid added a second and slowly pushed them in as far as before. Luke relaxed around them. “Oh Christ.” Reid began to pump them in and out. “Reeeid...Reeeiid.” Luke spread his knees further apart. Reid found a steady rhythm, before slowing down a bit. He leaned in to lick around Luke's hole, while continuing the steady thrust of his fingers. “Oh...my...God...” Luke let out in a small high-pitched voice.
“Luke...God, Luke. I love to hear you.” Reid whispered, kissing Luke's ass.
Luke held nothing back, crying out, moaning and sighing, rocking his hips, trying to meet Reid's fingers with each thrust. Reid's mouth left his hole and he watched Luke's face - he was flushed, eyes closed, mouth opening and closing and opening again. Leaning over Luke’s belly, he wrapped his lips around Luke’s cock, swallowing him deeply, feeling Luke's head hit the pillow hard. His lips and tongue traveled up and down on Luke's cock, sucking and licking; his fingers continued to plunge in and out Luke’s ass and Luke came hard with a cry. Reid felt Luke's cum shoot down his throat, and he felt the spasming muscles of Luke's ass continue to contract around his fingers, prolonging Luke's orgasm.
He crawled up beside Luke and lay beside him, thrusting his very ready cock against Luke's thigh, holding him tightly. “Jesus Luke...you feel so incredible when you come.” he panted.
Luke was breathing heavily, still quietly chanting Reid’s name, coming down. His hand found Reid’s cock and wrapped around it. “Luke.” Reid whispered. “I'm so...close...fuck.”
Luke pushed him back against the bed and lowered his mouth onto Reid’s cock. It was quick, so quick. Luke's hands on his ass, his hands tightly in Luke's hair, and just a few short moments later he was coming with Luke’s warm lips wrapped around him. “Fuck...fuck...fuck...” he whispered.
Luke lay down beside him, face to face, and kissed him; their tongues and lips caressed each other’s mouths and faces as they came down from their high together, breathing softly, resting in the moment. Luke’s arm wrapped around Reid’s neck and brought him close; Reid nibbled on his neck in a sleepy sated kind of way, and they both closed their eyes.
“So?”
Reid looked up from his burger to the blonde sitting across from him, and gave her a what? look. Then he went back to his lunch.
“How did it go?” She sang. He gave Katie another look. “With Luke…you spent the whole weekend together, right? So, how did it go?”
“You seriously think I’m going to tell you the details of my sex life?” He closed his eyes, realizing too late that he’d already told her too much.
“Uh-huh.” She said knowingly.
“What?” He looked a little afraid. “What’s ‘uh-huh’ mean?”
She smiled at him. “So, it was good.” She leaned forward. “Tell me…oh, not all the details, but…” She rubbed her hands together eagerly. “Just…you know…a few.”
“I will tell you nothing.” He clearly enunciated, polishing off his fries.
“So, the whole weekend…what did you do? Of course, I can just imagine…” She pried a paper napkin out of Jacob’s mouth.
“Should we really be talking about this in front of the kid?” Reid tried to change the subject, but she didn’t take the bait. “We didn’t really have the whole weekend.” He continued. “I had to work yesterday - and today, as you can see.”
“Okay.” She conceded. “So, you only had two nights.” She popped a fry in her mouth. “All night…alone…at Lucinda’s cottage.” He gave her a withering stare. “Not a soul for miles…nobody to be quiet for.” He tried not to smile, remembering some of Luke’s amazing sounds. “Oh my.” She gushed. “I wish I could have been a fly on the wall.” He looked horrified. “What? A girl can fantasize, right?” He looked even more disturbed.
“I do not like to think about you - thinking about me and Luke - and doing God-knows-what…” She burst out laughing.
“Oh Reid, if you only knew what straight girls like me thought about gay boys like you.” She waggled her eyebrows.
He sighed. “I guess I have no control over that.”
“No, you don’t.” She stated with a smile. “So, when will you see him again?”
“Soon, I guess.” His brow furrowed.
“You guess. Is that how you left it?”
He looked concerned. “What? I said he could call me.”
“He could call you.”
“Why do you keep repeating everything I say?” He looked annoyed.
She looked at him like he was as dense as a brick. “Is that really what you said? That makes it sound like you don’t care either way if he does.”
“No it doesn’t…of course I want him to call…I miss him already.” He covered his face with his hands.
She smiled. “Oh Reid, that’s so sweet.”
“No it’s not.” He looked like a deer in the headlights. “I hardly recognize myself.”
“Well, I think it’s sweet. And Luke would too…if he knew. You should call him, and tell him.”
“Really? Already? I just left him this morning. I don’t want to freak him out…push him too fast…besides, I need a little time to figure this out myself.”
“But you miss him…” she checked. He nodded his head. “Okay, so you don’t have to figure out anything else just yet. Just tell him that.”
“But it’s so weird, this missing him thing. I mean, before this weekend, I wouldn’t have described it that way…I just really looked forward to seeing him. But after sleeping with him…actually sleeping next to him…it feels…” He sighed and stood up to get ready to leave, feeling impatient all of a sudden. “I don’t know how it feels.”
“Well, we missed you…Jacob and I…and it’ll be nice having you home tonight.” He smiled at her and gave Jacob’s chin a little touch.
As they parted - even though Reid felt a sense of relief at returning to the ‘normalness’ of his apartment with Katie and Jacob - he knew that he would miss Luke lying beside him. He closed his eyes, standing still for a moment in the hospital corridor, and he could feel - could actually feel - Luke’s arms around him, smell his scent, hear his breathing, see his contented sleepy smile.
Luke opened the door to the kitchen at the farm to find it empty; he brought his things in, still feeling rather dreamy, and for the first time that he can remember, he didn’t feel like he was arriving home. During all the years of his childhood, entering this room always felt like coming home, even when he was living at his mom’s house; and L.A. had never felt like home. But now - while he didn’t feel not at-home - he felt distinctly like he was entering his parents’ home. It was a bizarre, new feeling. He wasn’t exactly sure how to define it, but he knew it had something to do with Reid. Closing his eyes, he remembered how it felt to lay in his arms the last two nights, to wake up in the middle of the night and feel him there. In three years with Noah, his arms had never felt like home…or at least not like this. That was it, Luke realized. The farm felt like his parents’ home, but Reid’s arms felt like his home.
Whoa! Luke almost felt dizzy with the thought. This was going too fast again. What if he lost himself in Reid the way he lost himself in Noah? Breathe Luke, breathe. He breathed in and out - several times. Once step - one day - at a time. Maybe it’s good that we will be apart tonight - even though I miss him already. Once they had gotten up, they had showered together - Luke felt the heat rise as he remembered the way they’d soaped each other up and how that had led to another mind-blowing orgasm, Luke’s back pinned against the wall, stroking each other, tongues tangling together.
Finally, they had stood by the door and Luke had kissed Reid goodbye, Reid holding Luke’s chin, and looking him in the eye, telling him to call. Luke had watched him go, and then did a little cleaning up before gathering all his belongings and heading here to the farm.
Luke unpacked the kitchen things he had borrowed from his grandma and made his way upstairs to his room. Unpacking his few things, he thought some more about his fears of losing himself; and he decided, consciously, not to worry about it. First of all, whatever this was with Reid, it felt very different from what he had with Noah…he felt like he could breathe freely. And secondly, letting himself become lost in another person was just that - letting himself - it was up to him to hold onto himself, to remember who he was, to continue to dream his own dreams and live his own life. And with that he took out the drafts of his novel and began to immerse himself in his own work.
next part/
Title: Coming Home
Genre/Type: Romance
Rating: PG-13 to NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Luke/Reid, Luke/Noah, Lily/Holden, Katie, Casey, Bob, assorted little people, possibly others
Warnings: None really, except some Nuke intimacy
Disclaimers: I don’t own any of them, zilch, nada…
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 the Fall.
Thank you Slayerkitty, my terrific beta!
Previous Chapters: 1/ 2/ 3/ 4/ 5/ 6/ 7/ 8/ 9/ 10/ 11/ 12/ 13/ 14/ 15/ 16/ 17/ 18/ 19/ 20/ 21/ 22/ 23/ 24/
Chapter 25
Luke woke to the smells of coffee and bacon. He rolled over onto the pillow next to him and smelled the even better scent of Reid. He nudged his nose into the pillow, eyes still closed and breathed it in deeply; he hugged the pillow close to his face and smiled a contented smile. Finally he turned over and opened his eyes; Reid was sitting on the edge of the bed, in his boxers and t-shirt, sipping from a mug.
“Morning, Sleepyhead.” He said.
Luke stretched and sat up. “Morning.” His voice was a little rough. He ran a hand through his hair, trying in vain to straighten it out. “You’re already up? What time is it?”
Reid shrugged. “Nine…nine-thirty…something like that.”
“Wow, that late already. I’m usually up by now.”
“It’s not a big deal. Unless, you got somewhere to be?” he asked, taking another sip.
“No.” Luke answered. “You?”
“Actually, yes…unfortunately. But not right away. The hospital did call, and there’s a consult that they want me at later this morning.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah, and since I was awake, I thought I’d make us a little breakfast. Nothing fancy, just toast and bacon.”
“Mmm, it smells good and I’m so hungry.” Reid handed him a cup of coffee.
Luke scooted over and asked, “Join me?” Reid slid in next to him and they ate their breakfast off one plate. Their shoulders touched and a comfortable silence followed, filled only by the sounds of crunching toast and sipping coffee.
“So, tonight…” Luke began.
“Hmm?”
“Well, my grandmother’s got to have this place available for some work clients, so…”
“So, we’d better clean up?”
Luke laughed. “No, actually, I’m sure she’s already made arrangements for that, but…I guess I’ll be spending the night at my folks.”
“Yeah. And I’ll be home for a couple hours this afternoon, before I have to go in for a later shift tonight.”
“I’ll miss you.”
“I’ll miss you too, Luke.” He took one of Luke’s hands in his. “It’s been…really wonderful these last two nights.”
Luke blushed. “Yeah, it has…God, it’s been…it’s been…” His mouth dropped open. “I don’t know how to describe it…but, yeah, wonderful…”
Reid scooted down a bit and laid his arm across Luke’s stomach. “I like sleeping beside you.” His hand traveled across Luke’s chest. “I like the things we do before we sleep, too.” He said in a sexy voice.
Luke giggled. “Me too, God me too….both, I mean.” Reid could feel Luke’s heart beat speed up for a moment. “When will we…”
“When will we what?” Reid asked.
“I’d like to see you again soon; would you…” Luke hesitated.
“I would too. I do have a crazy sort of schedule for the next couple days, but…yeah, I’m gonna miss you…like as soon as I leave, probably.” Again, Luke’s heart began to race. Reid put his lips to Luke’s pulse point, and closed his eyes to better feel the thump-thump. He opened his mouth and softly closed it again around that point. Then he began to suck on it.
Luke’s hands were full and he was sort of trapped, so he just closed his eyes and opened his mouth, breathing softly, quickly. Reid noticed Luke’s predicament, and he took the plate and mug and set them on the bedside table, returning to Luke’s neck.
Luke’s hands thread into his hair and gently held his lips on that spot. “Reid.” He sighed. “I love your mouth, Reid.”
“The feeling is mutual.” He mumbled into Luke’s neck, and then he licked and sucked some more, the vibrations of Luke’s moans reaching his lips.
Reid leaned more of his body against Luke, pressing against his thigh, and his mouth traveled down towards Luke’s chest. “Oh.” Luke sang. “Reid?”
“Hmmm?”
“Don’t you have to…” Luke panted, his hands holding Reid’s mouth to one of his nipples, “…go to the hospital?” Reid began licking. “Oh fuck, that’s good.”
“Not yet.” Reid brushed his cock slowly against Luke’s thigh. “I have a little time.”
Luke made eye contact. “A little?” Luke asked hungrily.
Reid licked some more, and gave the nipple a hard suck. “About an hour.”
“An hour…thank God.” and he scooted down on the pillow, bringing Reid more fully on top of him, kissing him. “Oh, thank God.”
Several minutes later, Reid having let Luke undress him, he was straddling Luke's thighs and running his hands down his torso; he played with the hair on Luke's chest, tugging lightly. Leaning over him, he ran his tongue through the hair around one of Luke's nipples and then sucked on it, earning a soft moan from Luke. He licked and nipped and sucked on it, their cocks rubbing gently along side each other. Luke held his head to his chest and moaned again.
Reid sat back up and looked down at Luke, who was all flushed, and panting quietly. God, Luke was sexy; and he had no idea how sexy he was, which only made him even more so. He ran his hands up Luke’s chest again, finding and pinching both of his nipples, and Luke cried out. He played with them, rolling them in his fingertips, tugging on them, Luke's hips rocking.
Reid’s hands left Luke and ran down his own chest to touch himself. He began to lightly stroke his own cock, maintaining eye contact with Luke. Luke's lips parted and his gaze shifted back and forth between Reid’s face and Reid's hand. Reid began to stroke more firmly. His thumb grazed over the top and the brought a drop of pre-cum down the upper side of his shaft. As Luke watched, it was obvious that Reid was stroking in a way that was a well-developed practice - and Luke was transfixed. The sight of Reid jerking himself off...the sight of the enjoyment on Reid's face...Jesus.
Luke's hands found Reid's hips and held them, running his fingers over their curve, feeling them rock slightly. He watched Reid’s hand slipping down from tip to base and then pulling slowly, sensuously back up, before making its way tightly back down again... “Fuck.” Luke said. His hand moved to his own dick, which was very ready for some attention. He barely made contact, when Reid stopped him.
“Un-uh.” Reid held his hand. “No touching.” When Luke looked affronted, Reid smirked. “Not yet.” Luke growled a protest, and panted, his hands finding their way back to Reid’s hips.
“Fuck, Reid...fuck.” Reid just licked his lips and continued to stroke himself, sometimes letting his eyes close, other times opening them to find Luke's intense gaze upon him. Luke was helpless; he could do nothing by lay there and watch. “Fuck.” he said again. “I want to touch you...I want to touch me...”
Luke continued to hold Reid’s hips as he began to thrust into his fist. Luke could hear the way Reid’s cock slipped in and out of his hand. “Luke.” He said quietly. “Oh fuck, Luke.” Reid suddenly began to slow, and letting go of his cock, he leaned over Luke to kiss him.
Breathing heavily, he whispered, “Luke, you're so...God, just looking at you...while I touch myself...Jesus, it's hot.” He panted. “I'm so close.”
Luke's hands tangled into Reid’s hair, kissing him. “Watching you, Reid, was so...fucking sexy.” He licked and sucked at Reid’s lower lip. “Why'd you stop?” His hips were thrusting up off the bed.
“I want to...if you'd like it, I’d like to put my fingers inside you.” Luke's eyes darkened and his breath caught around a moan. “Is that a yes?” Reid asked hungrily. Luke nodded his head several times, finding no words.
Reid picked up the lube from the side table, and quickly kissed his way down Luke's torso; he breathed on Luke's twitching cock, watching his hips lift slightly off the bed. He finally gave it some contact, licking it once from base to tip. “Fuck.” Luke cried. Then Reid gave it one quick suck. “Reid, Reid...Reid.” Luke said.
Then he lay between Luke legs, pushing his knees up and separating them. He put Luke's hands on his knees and said, “Keep these here...Mr. Snyder.” Reid smiled at him and leaned in to suck Luke's cock into his mouth almost completely, but only once. Just enough for Luke's hips to rock off the bed and for Luke to give him a look of reproach. “Fuck, Reid...fuck.”
Reid then gave him several minutes of glorious rimming, and sometimes the curses just flowed off of Luke's tongue like a waterfall, and other times he was speechless, the only sounds that of his panting breath. Reid’s tongue worked like magic, lapping around his hole before dipping in and fucking him for a few moments, repeating that process until Luke was begging. “Please Reid…oh please.”
Reid poured some lube on his hand, and warmed it between his two hands; then he rubbed some around Luke's hole and dipped a finger just slightly inside. Luke sighed. The muscles around Reid’s fingertip clenched and then relaxed. Reid inserted it a bit further and when the muscles again relaxed, he pumped it slowly in and out. Luke sang a quiet string of oh's and ah's. Reid went deeper, Luke tensed, then relaxed.
“Do you want more…Luke?” Reid made eye contact with him.
Luke's lips were parted, he was panting quietly, he nodded his head with a half-smile. Pulling the first almost all the way out, Reid added a second and slowly pushed them in as far as before. Luke relaxed around them. “Oh Christ.” Reid began to pump them in and out. “Reeeid...Reeeiid.” Luke spread his knees further apart. Reid found a steady rhythm, before slowing down a bit. He leaned in to lick around Luke's hole, while continuing the steady thrust of his fingers. “Oh...my...God...” Luke let out in a small high-pitched voice.
“Luke...God, Luke. I love to hear you.” Reid whispered, kissing Luke's ass.
Luke held nothing back, crying out, moaning and sighing, rocking his hips, trying to meet Reid's fingers with each thrust. Reid's mouth left his hole and he watched Luke's face - he was flushed, eyes closed, mouth opening and closing and opening again. Leaning over Luke’s belly, he wrapped his lips around Luke’s cock, swallowing him deeply, feeling Luke's head hit the pillow hard. His lips and tongue traveled up and down on Luke's cock, sucking and licking; his fingers continued to plunge in and out Luke’s ass and Luke came hard with a cry. Reid felt Luke's cum shoot down his throat, and he felt the spasming muscles of Luke's ass continue to contract around his fingers, prolonging Luke's orgasm.
He crawled up beside Luke and lay beside him, thrusting his very ready cock against Luke's thigh, holding him tightly. “Jesus Luke...you feel so incredible when you come.” he panted.
Luke was breathing heavily, still quietly chanting Reid’s name, coming down. His hand found Reid’s cock and wrapped around it. “Luke.” Reid whispered. “I'm so...close...fuck.”
Luke pushed him back against the bed and lowered his mouth onto Reid’s cock. It was quick, so quick. Luke's hands on his ass, his hands tightly in Luke's hair, and just a few short moments later he was coming with Luke’s warm lips wrapped around him. “Fuck...fuck...fuck...” he whispered.
Luke lay down beside him, face to face, and kissed him; their tongues and lips caressed each other’s mouths and faces as they came down from their high together, breathing softly, resting in the moment. Luke’s arm wrapped around Reid’s neck and brought him close; Reid nibbled on his neck in a sleepy sated kind of way, and they both closed their eyes.
“So?”
Reid looked up from his burger to the blonde sitting across from him, and gave her a what? look. Then he went back to his lunch.
“How did it go?” She sang. He gave Katie another look. “With Luke…you spent the whole weekend together, right? So, how did it go?”
“You seriously think I’m going to tell you the details of my sex life?” He closed his eyes, realizing too late that he’d already told her too much.
“Uh-huh.” She said knowingly.
“What?” He looked a little afraid. “What’s ‘uh-huh’ mean?”
She smiled at him. “So, it was good.” She leaned forward. “Tell me…oh, not all the details, but…” She rubbed her hands together eagerly. “Just…you know…a few.”
“I will tell you nothing.” He clearly enunciated, polishing off his fries.
“So, the whole weekend…what did you do? Of course, I can just imagine…” She pried a paper napkin out of Jacob’s mouth.
“Should we really be talking about this in front of the kid?” Reid tried to change the subject, but she didn’t take the bait. “We didn’t really have the whole weekend.” He continued. “I had to work yesterday - and today, as you can see.”
“Okay.” She conceded. “So, you only had two nights.” She popped a fry in her mouth. “All night…alone…at Lucinda’s cottage.” He gave her a withering stare. “Not a soul for miles…nobody to be quiet for.” He tried not to smile, remembering some of Luke’s amazing sounds. “Oh my.” She gushed. “I wish I could have been a fly on the wall.” He looked horrified. “What? A girl can fantasize, right?” He looked even more disturbed.
“I do not like to think about you - thinking about me and Luke - and doing God-knows-what…” She burst out laughing.
“Oh Reid, if you only knew what straight girls like me thought about gay boys like you.” She waggled her eyebrows.
He sighed. “I guess I have no control over that.”
“No, you don’t.” She stated with a smile. “So, when will you see him again?”
“Soon, I guess.” His brow furrowed.
“You guess. Is that how you left it?”
He looked concerned. “What? I said he could call me.”
“He could call you.”
“Why do you keep repeating everything I say?” He looked annoyed.
She looked at him like he was as dense as a brick. “Is that really what you said? That makes it sound like you don’t care either way if he does.”
“No it doesn’t…of course I want him to call…I miss him already.” He covered his face with his hands.
She smiled. “Oh Reid, that’s so sweet.”
“No it’s not.” He looked like a deer in the headlights. “I hardly recognize myself.”
“Well, I think it’s sweet. And Luke would too…if he knew. You should call him, and tell him.”
“Really? Already? I just left him this morning. I don’t want to freak him out…push him too fast…besides, I need a little time to figure this out myself.”
“But you miss him…” she checked. He nodded his head. “Okay, so you don’t have to figure out anything else just yet. Just tell him that.”
“But it’s so weird, this missing him thing. I mean, before this weekend, I wouldn’t have described it that way…I just really looked forward to seeing him. But after sleeping with him…actually sleeping next to him…it feels…” He sighed and stood up to get ready to leave, feeling impatient all of a sudden. “I don’t know how it feels.”
“Well, we missed you…Jacob and I…and it’ll be nice having you home tonight.” He smiled at her and gave Jacob’s chin a little touch.
As they parted - even though Reid felt a sense of relief at returning to the ‘normalness’ of his apartment with Katie and Jacob - he knew that he would miss Luke lying beside him. He closed his eyes, standing still for a moment in the hospital corridor, and he could feel - could actually feel - Luke’s arms around him, smell his scent, hear his breathing, see his contented sleepy smile.
Luke opened the door to the kitchen at the farm to find it empty; he brought his things in, still feeling rather dreamy, and for the first time that he can remember, he didn’t feel like he was arriving home. During all the years of his childhood, entering this room always felt like coming home, even when he was living at his mom’s house; and L.A. had never felt like home. But now - while he didn’t feel not at-home - he felt distinctly like he was entering his parents’ home. It was a bizarre, new feeling. He wasn’t exactly sure how to define it, but he knew it had something to do with Reid. Closing his eyes, he remembered how it felt to lay in his arms the last two nights, to wake up in the middle of the night and feel him there. In three years with Noah, his arms had never felt like home…or at least not like this. That was it, Luke realized. The farm felt like his parents’ home, but Reid’s arms felt like his home.
Whoa! Luke almost felt dizzy with the thought. This was going too fast again. What if he lost himself in Reid the way he lost himself in Noah? Breathe Luke, breathe. He breathed in and out - several times. Once step - one day - at a time. Maybe it’s good that we will be apart tonight - even though I miss him already. Once they had gotten up, they had showered together - Luke felt the heat rise as he remembered the way they’d soaped each other up and how that had led to another mind-blowing orgasm, Luke’s back pinned against the wall, stroking each other, tongues tangling together.
Finally, they had stood by the door and Luke had kissed Reid goodbye, Reid holding Luke’s chin, and looking him in the eye, telling him to call. Luke had watched him go, and then did a little cleaning up before gathering all his belongings and heading here to the farm.
Luke unpacked the kitchen things he had borrowed from his grandma and made his way upstairs to his room. Unpacking his few things, he thought some more about his fears of losing himself; and he decided, consciously, not to worry about it. First of all, whatever this was with Reid, it felt very different from what he had with Noah…he felt like he could breathe freely. And secondly, letting himself become lost in another person was just that - letting himself - it was up to him to hold onto himself, to remember who he was, to continue to dream his own dreams and live his own life. And with that he took out the drafts of his novel and began to immerse himself in his own work.
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