Follow-Up (6/75)
Luke had imagined his first time quite often. Most of the time, Reid was there in his fantasies. Other times, it was some random person he couldn’t quite picture. Occasionally it was the muscle-bound star of whatever action movie he had just watched. Once or twice, back when he was entertaining notions about him and Noah, he even tried to picture the two of them together, with little success. The mood of the fantasies always changed too. Sometimes, it was fast and passionate, a little rough even. Sometimes, it was slow and tender and filled with soft whispers. Usually, it was somewhere in between. But never, in all of his fantasies, did he imagine his first time quite like what was actually happening. It had been several minutes since their lips made contact, and they were still just kissing.
Right away, Luke had finished unbuttoning Reid’s shirt, and Reid had returned the favor. They stood at the foot of the bed, holding each other close, bare skin to bare skin. Reid’s hands kept returning to Luke’s head - cupping his face, tangling in his hair, stroking softly down his neck. Luke could not stop moaning, and he’d never been as hard as he was then. He wanted more. He wanted so much more, and he didn’t know how to get it.
“Reid,” he said breathlessly, breaking the kiss and half-opening his eyes to stare at the other man.
“Mmm?” Reid replied, already leaning in again.
“I need you to - I need you to take control now. I don’t know what…”
Reid nodded, kissing Luke again. As their lips met, Reid’s hands dropped down to Luke’s waist. He lifted him slightly even as he climbed onto the bed. They landed on the mattress in a controlled fall, and it was then that Luke really first felt Reid against him. His cock was hard and digging into Luke’s groin. Reid pushed his hips forward, thrusting against Luke, and Luke exhaled sharply.
He blinked his eyes open and stared open-mouthed at Reid. Reid was looking down at him, and Luke lifted a hand to the side of his head. He started to pull Reid down into another kiss, but Reid resisted. He looked hesitant, and Luke felt worried.
“What?” he asked. “What is it?”
“I just,” Reid shook his head. “I need you to know two things. First, you say the word and we stop. Whenever.”
Luke blinked. “I don’t want to stop,” he said emphatically.
“Just…remember that. And please remember, this is only…I mean, we aren’t - we can’t…”
Luke nodded. “I know,” he whispered. “I’m not expecting anything more than tonight.”
Reid stared at him for another beat, and then he lowered his head to capture Luke’s lips again. This kiss was somehow even more passionate than the ones before. Luke felt Reid’s tongue deep in his mouth, thrusting in, stroking against his own tongue. Luke opened his mouth wider and moaned low in his throat. One hand clutched rhythmically at Reid’s lower back, while the other one stayed buried in Reid’s hair. His mind was completely blank; he couldn’t think about anything except how good it all felt.
**
Reid couldn’t remember the last time sex felt this good. And they weren’t even really doing anything yet. He was dragging this out as long as he could, and he didn’t really know if it was because he was being cautious about Luke or if he just wanted to savor every moment of their one night together. Reid had had his fair share of partners. Some of them were extremely skilled. None of them had made him feel like Luke did. He ignored the voice in his head (that sounded suspiciously like Katie) that told him it was because he was in love with Luke. He just tried to convince himself that Luke was a natural at this.
And he was. He was all instinct, but his instinct was dead on. He knew perfectly how to kiss Reid back, where to put his hands, when to lift or slide his body beneath Reid’s. Reid kissed his way down Luke’s neck, and Luke turned his head to the side. Reid nibbled on the stretched muscles of his neck, then licked broadly up Luke’s skin until he reached his ear.
“How do you want to do this?” he asked softly.
“Huh?” was Luke’s only reply. Reid pulled back and met his eyes. Judging by the hardness pressed against his thigh, Reid was pretty sure Luke's mental capabilities were shot.
“Do you want me to…?”
Luke suddenly realized what Reid was asking. He licked his lips and nodded rapidly. His eyes were somewhat dazed as he replied, “Ever since I met you, I’ve been getting off with my fingers inside of me. Pretending it was you. I - I want…”
But Reid never knew what Luke was going to say. He had already broken eye contact and buried his head in Luke’s neck with a groan. After a moment, Luke cautiously patted Reid’s back.
“Did I say something wrong?”
Reid whimpered as he shook his head. Every last speck of willpower and restraint was directed towards not coming right then. Once Reid had recovered enough, he began to move again. He kissed Luke’s neck quickly and then dropped lower. He ran his teeth lightly over his clavicle and traced his tongue down his sternum. Then he moved to the side. He kissed and bit at Luke’s nipple, flicking it and then soothing it with his tongue. He wrapped his mouth over the nub, sucking hard. He continued his attack on Luke’s chest until the younger man was babbling incoherently, his hand holding Reid’s head in place as he arched his back, trying to get even more skin inside Reid’s mouth. Reid scratched one hand down Luke’s back all the way to his ass. He pulled Luke’s lower body into his, and Luke responded by thrusting hard and fast against Reid’s thigh.
Reid dragged his hand around to Luke’s hip. He pressed down until Luke rolled away from him. Reid switched to Luke’s other nipple even as he slid his hand across the hard, so hard, bulge in Luke’s pants. He blindly unbuttoned and unzipped the jeans, slipping his hand through the flaps and wrapping his palm around Luke’s cock.
Luke grunted a couple times, moved his hips away and then thrust back up, and smacked Reid’s arm desperately. But Reid was entirely focused on the task at hand. He took his mouth away from Luke’s skin, just about to slide up and kiss him again when his plans changed abruptly.
“Oh! Oh God!” Luke exclaimed, and the next thing Reid knew, Luke was coming.
Reid pulled back, confused and startled. Then he immediately turned his head down, trying to hide his smile as he stroked Luke through the orgasm. After a quite impressive display of uncontrollable pleasure, Luke collapsed back onto the mattress, breathing heavily. Reid watched him, drinking in the sight of a blissed-out Luke. And then Luke’s whole body turned red as he slapped a palm against his face.
“I can’t believe I - that was not how I - ”
Reid bit his tongue (hard) so he wouldn’t laugh. Then he finally went in for the kiss he had planned on earlier.
“Don’t worry about it,” he muttered once he pulled away. “Downside of being 17. But there are perks too.”
Luke opened his eyes, and the mixture of lust, embarrassment and satisfaction in them made Reid smile. “What do you mean?”
“You’ll see,” Reid teased. He ran a hand down Luke’s side and then pushed himself forward so he could reach the nightstand drawer. “Let’s take this a little slower, huh?”
Luke swallowed and nodded. “Yeah. Yeah.”
Reid threw the lube and a condom on the bed next to Luke and then focused on pulling off Luke’s pants and boxers. Luke was languid and boneless and just let Reid move him wherever he needed to. He watched Reid as he undressed himself, and his eyes bulged when he saw Reid completely naked. Reid fought another smile.
“You OK?”
Luke swallowed nervously, then nodded. Reid lowered himself onto Luke again, stretching his long legs out and intertwining them with Luke’s. Reid never took his eyes away from Luke’s as he reached out for the lube. He popped the cap and squeezed some onto his fingers, and then he skimmed his hand over Luke’s body.
Reid shifted his weight, reaching up between Luke’s legs. Instinctively, Luke spread them and lifted his ass, giving Reid room to work. He traced his finger lightly across Luke’s opening. Luke’s eyelids fluttered and he squeezed Reid’s upper arm, digging his nails into Reid's biceps.
Reid pressed one finger in, and Luke’s mouth dropped open with a gasp. Reid moved torturously slow and after a few beats, Luke began to respond, tilting his hips up and then dropping back down in concert with Reid’s movements, rotating around Reid’s finger in small circles.
“Show me,” Reid said softly. “Show me how you like it. What do you do when you think of me?”
Luke opened his eyes. He blushed slightly before ducking his head down. Then he lifted his knees and planted his feet against the mattress. Reid fit perfectly into the groove he made, and he thrust a few shallow times against Luke’s groin as he waited for the young man to reach down. When Luke’s hands met Reid’s, he first forced him to unfold two more fingers. Reid sighed as he slid them in Luke alongside the first one. Then Luke’s fingers encircled Reid’s wrist. He forced Reid to push in harder, faster, deeper. He changed the angle so Reid was aiming towards where he knew Luke’s prostate was. Luke continued to demand pleasure from him, and it was turning Reid on beyond belief.
Right when Reid’s fingers finally made contact with Luke’s prostate, he hooked them, rubbing against the edge of the gland. An uncontrollable noise slipped from Luke’s lips and then he inhaled sharply. Then he looked down at himself in surprise.
“See?” Reid said, smiling as he brushed against Luke again and Luke grew even harder. “Seventeen.”
“It usually takes more time than that,” Luke whispered.
“Mmm,” Reid replied, smirking. “You’re usually doing this by yourself.”
And with that he pulled his fingers out completely. Luke moaned in disappointment but then bit his lip as he watched Reid reach up for the condom. He rolled it on and slicked himself, and nearly came in his hand at the sound of hungry anticipation that Luke made. Reid moved back on top of Luke, who immediately wrapped his legs around Reid's torso and hooked his feet at the ankles. Reid bent his head forward and laughed.
“What?” Luke asked.
“Nothing. You’re just…you’re a natural.”
Luke beamed. “Really? I…it’s good?”
Reid nodded, unwilling to put into words just how very good it was. He lined himself up and then held himself incredibly still. He stared into Luke’s eyes.
“You’re sure?”
Luke nodded. “Yes,” he said.
Reid pressed in, adjusting his speed and force as he gauged Luke’s reaction. His mouth was open and his eyes were now squeezed closed. One hand was wrapped around the back of Reid’s neck, while the other flew back to grab the bottom rung of the headboard. Reid was maybe a third of the way in when Luke finally resisted and clenched around him tightly even as he tried to push himself farther onto Reid.
“Luke,” Reid said, fighting the competing urges to pull out and drive in.
“You’re so big,” Luke choked out.
Reid smiled, suddenly laughing. “Well, thank you, but not really.”
“It feels like you’re splitting me in half,” he said breathlessly.
“OK,” Reid said determinedly, already starting to pull out of Luke.
“No!” Luke said, wrapping his arms and legs around Reid tightly. “No, no. It’s good. It’s good.”
“Luke.”
“Please,” Luke said, opening his eyes and staring into Reid’s. Reid found he couldn’t resist Luke, and they both started moving again. Reid entered Luke in small increments while Luke breathed, relaxed, and accepted him. When Reid was fully inside, they paused. Reid exhaled sharply, his head pressed against the pillow next to Luke’s head.
And then small, sharp thrusts that grew into long, steady, deep ones. Luke clawing at Reid’s back, Reid kissing Luke for all he was worth. Loud groans, the rhythmic pounding of the headboard against the wall, the slide and slap of skin against skin.
“Reid. Reid!” Luke moaned, his hands kneading into the flesh of Reid’s ass. Reid slid his own hand down, grabbed Luke’s thigh and pulled him closer. He pushed into him one final time, coming hard. Luke arched up, taking Reid in even deeper as he fell over the edge as well.
They both collapsed onto the bed, heaving and shuddering with uneven breaths. Luke’s arms around Reid were viselike, and he refused to let him go. Reid buried his head in the dark groove by Luke’s neck and moaned softly.
“Can we do that again?” Luke asked once he finally found his voice.
Reid nodded slowly. “In a little while.” Then he snorted as he added, “I’m not 17.”
Luke laughed, the cheerful noise filling the room. He turned his head slightly and kissed Reid’s cheekbone. Reid smiled.
Continued