Fic: Down the Rabbit Hole (33/?)
Title: Down the Rabbit Hole
Author: slayerkitty
Genre: Romance, Angst, AU
Warnings: Implied rape, Implied incest (I'm not sure I need this one, but Zoe and Luke are technically related)
Rating: R to NC-17
Spoilers: None
Characters: Luke/Reid, Past 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: What if Zoe succeeded in her plans to have Luke's baby?
Author's Notes: Flashbacks are in italics. This story picks up right after Luke has promised Reid that his foundation will donate money to the new wing.
Please try and keep the comments spoiler free. I am spoiler free, as are many others and I don't want them to be spoiled on accident! Thanks! :)
Previous Chapters: Prologue/ 1/ 2/ 3/ 4/ 5/ 6/ 7/ 8/ 9/ 10/ 11/ 12/ 13/ 14/ 15/ 16/ 17/ 18/ 19/ 20/ 21/ 22/ 23/ 24/ 25/ 26/ 27/ 28/ 29/ 30/ 31/ 32
How long they stood there, wrapped up in each other, Reid didn’t know. All he knew was that Luke was falling apart, and it was his job to hold him together.
So Reid did the best he could, his arms around Luke as he tried to shake himself to pieces. Reid murmured nonsense in Luke’s ear (It’ll be okay, I’m here, I’ve got you) and while he knew it was pointless, that it wouldn’t make Luke feel better, he kept repeating himself.
Luke started to quiet down, his sobs slowing gradually, the trembling fading. Still, Reid held him tightly, unable to let him go. Luke loosened his grip, pulling back a little, and Reid loosened his in response. His tear-streaked gaze met Reid’s and the pain in his eyes was like a punch to the stomach.
“I’m assuming it didn’t go well.” Reid said, his voice soft. He lifted a (shaking) hand and wiped away the tear making its way down Luke’s cheek.
“Understatement.” Luke muttered, his voice thick and raw from crying.
“Tell me about it?” Reid asked, his tone light. Luke shook his head. “When you’re ready then.”
“I just want to go home and see Rose.” Luke blinked for a second.
“Katie came and got her.” Reid answered Luke’s unspoken question. “You shouldn’t be alone right now.”
“Is that your official diagnoses, Dr. Oliver?” Luke joked, but his tone was weak. Reid brought his other hand up, and he was now cupping Luke’s face in both hands.
“Yes.” Reid told him, and the corners of Luke’s mouth twitched for a second. Reid felt like he could breath again, seeing that. He pressed a gentle kiss against Luke’s lips, intended to comfort him. One kiss turned into another, and then another, and then Luke was threading his fingers in to Reid’s hair, and Reid was lost in the feel of Luke’s mouth on his.
There was an urgency in Luke now, and his hands seemed to be everywhere, his tears forgotten as he explored as much of Reid as he could before clothes got in the way. Reid’s body reacted before his brain could catch up, and instinctively responded. He slid his hands under Luke’s shirt, relishing in the warmth of his skin, his fingers resting at Luke’s waist. He could feel the Luke’s transplant scar against his hand and he traced it lightly with his fingertip as their tongues battled for dominance in each others mouths. Luke shuddered against him with a gasp, letting Reid know exactly how sensitive the scar was, and making his cock harder, if that was possible.
Luke pressed him backwards, and Reid felt himself shifting until he felt his desk pressed against him. He didn’t think, just whirled Luke around and lifted him up onto the edge of the desk. Startled, Luke put a hand out to steady himself, sending papers flying. Reid didn’t notice, didn’t care. His attention was focused on Luke. He ghosted his mouth across Luke’s jaw bone, drifting down the side of his neck and then reaching up to undo the first few buttons on Luke’s shirt. Reid pulled the collar aside, finding the mark he’d left on Luke’s neck just two nights ago and settled his mouth on it. He sucked at the skin, biting it gently and then loved it with his tongue. Luke moaned in his ear.
Luke wrapped his legs tightly around Reid’s waist then, and it was Reid’s turn to groan at the friction it caused, his pelvis nestled tightly against Luke’s. His mouth left the bruise on Luke’s neck, drifting down to the skin exposed by Luke’s partially unbuttoned shirt. Luke was nearly panting as Reid took his time with the buttons, thoroughly paying attention to each new piece of skin that was exposed as he undid them. He reached the last button, undoing it, letting Luke’s shirt fall open. Reid’s hand continued south, reaching down and rubbing Luke’s cock through the fabric of his jeans. Luke jerked, making a noise in the back of his throat.
Reid couldn’t help the smirk that crossed his face. He took in Luke, half-sprawled on Reid’s desk. With his shirt undone, the hickey on his neck, and his beautiful brown eyes full of desire, Reid thought he’d never wanted anyone more.
And then his brain caught up with his body. He wanted Luke, more than he’d wanted anyone that he could remember (and that was several anyone’s), but he couldn’t. Not like this.
With a groan of dismay, he dropped his head onto Luke’s chest.
“Reid?” Luke said his name, his voice full on concern, making Reid feel worse.
“I can’t do this.” Reid whispered. “We can’t do this.”
“What?” Luke lifted Reid’s head to look him in the eye. “I want this. I want you.” He kissed Reid, and it took all of Reid’s willpower to break it after a moment.
“Not here.” Reid said. “Not…like this.” Luke glanced around Reid’s office, and then down where they were intertwined.
“It might just be me, but ‘here’, and ‘like this’ is pretty hot.” He said, gesturing back and forth between himself and Reid.
“You have no idea how hot it is.” Reid sighed. “How badly I want you.”
“What are you waiting for?” Luke asked, using Reid’s own words from their trip to Dallas against him. Reid took a deep breath.
“When we do this…” Reid leaned forward a little, his mouth near Luke’s ear. “When I’m buried inside you, and you’re begging me for more - and you will be begging,” He smirked when Luke inhaled sharply. “It won’t have anything to do with Noah or Zoe.” He paused. “It’ll just be you and me.”
“Fuck.” Luke managed. Reid raised his eyebrows in surprise at Luke’s choice of word. He didn’t seem the swearing type.
“Exactly.”
*
“I meant what I said before.” Reid said as they walked through the parking garage toward Luke’s car.
“What was that?” Luke asked.
“You shouldn’t be alone.” He touched Luke’s arm. “Will your mom be home?” Luke shook his head.
“She had to head out of town right away. That’s why I had to go home and get Rose.” He told Reid. “Faith was out at the farm, and she took Natalie and Ethan out there, but she didn’t want to leave Rose with her too.”
“Are you going out to the farm then?”
“I wasn’t planning on it.” Reid gave him a concerned look.
“Luke, I’m serious.”
“Reid, I’ll be fine.” Luke tried to reassure him.
“Come home with me.” He suggested. Luke looked startled.
“What?” He smiled.
“Come home with me.” Reid said. “Rose is already there. You could…stay the night.” He slid his hand down Luke’s arm, taking the younger man’s hand and tugging him closer. “Actual sleeping.” He laughed a little at Luke’s expression, and Luke joined in after a second.
“Just sleeping?” Luke repeated. Reid nodded.
“Stay the night with me, Luke.”
Author: slayerkitty
Genre: Romance, Angst, AU
Warnings: Implied rape, Implied incest (I'm not sure I need this one, but Zoe and Luke are technically related)
Rating: R to NC-17
Spoilers: None
Characters: Luke/Reid, Past 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: What if Zoe succeeded in her plans to have Luke's baby?
Author's Notes: Flashbacks are in italics. This story picks up right after Luke has promised Reid that his foundation will donate money to the new wing.
Please try and keep the comments spoiler free. I am spoiler free, as are many others and I don't want them to be spoiled on accident! Thanks! :)
Previous Chapters: Prologue/ 1/ 2/ 3/ 4/ 5/ 6/ 7/ 8/ 9/ 10/ 11/ 12/ 13/ 14/ 15/ 16/ 17/ 18/ 19/ 20/ 21/ 22/ 23/ 24/ 25/ 26/ 27/ 28/ 29/ 30/ 31/ 32
How long they stood there, wrapped up in each other, Reid didn’t know. All he knew was that Luke was falling apart, and it was his job to hold him together.
So Reid did the best he could, his arms around Luke as he tried to shake himself to pieces. Reid murmured nonsense in Luke’s ear (It’ll be okay, I’m here, I’ve got you) and while he knew it was pointless, that it wouldn’t make Luke feel better, he kept repeating himself.
Luke started to quiet down, his sobs slowing gradually, the trembling fading. Still, Reid held him tightly, unable to let him go. Luke loosened his grip, pulling back a little, and Reid loosened his in response. His tear-streaked gaze met Reid’s and the pain in his eyes was like a punch to the stomach.
“I’m assuming it didn’t go well.” Reid said, his voice soft. He lifted a (shaking) hand and wiped away the tear making its way down Luke’s cheek.
“Understatement.” Luke muttered, his voice thick and raw from crying.
“Tell me about it?” Reid asked, his tone light. Luke shook his head. “When you’re ready then.”
“I just want to go home and see Rose.” Luke blinked for a second.
“Katie came and got her.” Reid answered Luke’s unspoken question. “You shouldn’t be alone right now.”
“Is that your official diagnoses, Dr. Oliver?” Luke joked, but his tone was weak. Reid brought his other hand up, and he was now cupping Luke’s face in both hands.
“Yes.” Reid told him, and the corners of Luke’s mouth twitched for a second. Reid felt like he could breath again, seeing that. He pressed a gentle kiss against Luke’s lips, intended to comfort him. One kiss turned into another, and then another, and then Luke was threading his fingers in to Reid’s hair, and Reid was lost in the feel of Luke’s mouth on his.
There was an urgency in Luke now, and his hands seemed to be everywhere, his tears forgotten as he explored as much of Reid as he could before clothes got in the way. Reid’s body reacted before his brain could catch up, and instinctively responded. He slid his hands under Luke’s shirt, relishing in the warmth of his skin, his fingers resting at Luke’s waist. He could feel the Luke’s transplant scar against his hand and he traced it lightly with his fingertip as their tongues battled for dominance in each others mouths. Luke shuddered against him with a gasp, letting Reid know exactly how sensitive the scar was, and making his cock harder, if that was possible.
Luke pressed him backwards, and Reid felt himself shifting until he felt his desk pressed against him. He didn’t think, just whirled Luke around and lifted him up onto the edge of the desk. Startled, Luke put a hand out to steady himself, sending papers flying. Reid didn’t notice, didn’t care. His attention was focused on Luke. He ghosted his mouth across Luke’s jaw bone, drifting down the side of his neck and then reaching up to undo the first few buttons on Luke’s shirt. Reid pulled the collar aside, finding the mark he’d left on Luke’s neck just two nights ago and settled his mouth on it. He sucked at the skin, biting it gently and then loved it with his tongue. Luke moaned in his ear.
Luke wrapped his legs tightly around Reid’s waist then, and it was Reid’s turn to groan at the friction it caused, his pelvis nestled tightly against Luke’s. His mouth left the bruise on Luke’s neck, drifting down to the skin exposed by Luke’s partially unbuttoned shirt. Luke was nearly panting as Reid took his time with the buttons, thoroughly paying attention to each new piece of skin that was exposed as he undid them. He reached the last button, undoing it, letting Luke’s shirt fall open. Reid’s hand continued south, reaching down and rubbing Luke’s cock through the fabric of his jeans. Luke jerked, making a noise in the back of his throat.
Reid couldn’t help the smirk that crossed his face. He took in Luke, half-sprawled on Reid’s desk. With his shirt undone, the hickey on his neck, and his beautiful brown eyes full of desire, Reid thought he’d never wanted anyone more.
And then his brain caught up with his body. He wanted Luke, more than he’d wanted anyone that he could remember (and that was several anyone’s), but he couldn’t. Not like this.
With a groan of dismay, he dropped his head onto Luke’s chest.
“Reid?” Luke said his name, his voice full on concern, making Reid feel worse.
“I can’t do this.” Reid whispered. “We can’t do this.”
“What?” Luke lifted Reid’s head to look him in the eye. “I want this. I want you.” He kissed Reid, and it took all of Reid’s willpower to break it after a moment.
“Not here.” Reid said. “Not…like this.” Luke glanced around Reid’s office, and then down where they were intertwined.
“It might just be me, but ‘here’, and ‘like this’ is pretty hot.” He said, gesturing back and forth between himself and Reid.
“You have no idea how hot it is.” Reid sighed. “How badly I want you.”
“What are you waiting for?” Luke asked, using Reid’s own words from their trip to Dallas against him. Reid took a deep breath.
“When we do this…” Reid leaned forward a little, his mouth near Luke’s ear. “When I’m buried inside you, and you’re begging me for more - and you will be begging,” He smirked when Luke inhaled sharply. “It won’t have anything to do with Noah or Zoe.” He paused. “It’ll just be you and me.”
“Fuck.” Luke managed. Reid raised his eyebrows in surprise at Luke’s choice of word. He didn’t seem the swearing type.
“Exactly.”
*
“I meant what I said before.” Reid said as they walked through the parking garage toward Luke’s car.
“What was that?” Luke asked.
“You shouldn’t be alone.” He touched Luke’s arm. “Will your mom be home?” Luke shook his head.
“She had to head out of town right away. That’s why I had to go home and get Rose.” He told Reid. “Faith was out at the farm, and she took Natalie and Ethan out there, but she didn’t want to leave Rose with her too.”
“Are you going out to the farm then?”
“I wasn’t planning on it.” Reid gave him a concerned look.
“Luke, I’m serious.”
“Reid, I’ll be fine.” Luke tried to reassure him.
“Come home with me.” He suggested. Luke looked startled.
“What?” He smiled.
“Come home with me.” Reid said. “Rose is already there. You could…stay the night.” He slid his hand down Luke’s arm, taking the younger man’s hand and tugging him closer. “Actual sleeping.” He laughed a little at Luke’s expression, and Luke joined in after a second.
“Just sleeping?” Luke repeated. Reid nodded.
“Stay the night with me, Luke.”