Dropping the Towel
Title: Dropping the Towel
Author: nancygrew
Rating: PG
Notes: Takes place during the episode aired April 15, 2010. Ficlet originally written as comment fic on Noah_who.
Disclaimer: Characters belong to ATWT
Summary: Reid arrives at Luke's hotel room before the hearing
After Mr. Snyder dropped the towel, Reid practically swallowed his tongue. Ungh. If it was anybody else, Reid would have assumed that the action was a blatant come-on. If it was anybody other than Mr. Snyder, Reid would have already followed the guy into the bathroom and crowded him against the wall. He would already be sucking on the guy’s throat, already by running his hands over the guy’s body. Fingers would be carding through that absolutely delicious chest hair. Lower bodies would be grinding, grinding into each other. Reid adjusted himself. Maybe Mr. Snyder did mean the towel drop as a come-on. Even someone as cloyingly naïve as Mr. Snyder must recognize that something was happening between the two of them. After all, nobody really answered the door to room service wearing only a towel did they? Reid decided he was going to go for it. He loosened his tie. There was a knock on the door. It was room service. Life sucked. Reid tipped the server and proceeded to dig into Mr. Snyder’s breakfast.
Author: nancygrew
Rating: PG
Notes: Takes place during the episode aired April 15, 2010. Ficlet originally written as comment fic on Noah_who.
Disclaimer: Characters belong to ATWT
Summary: Reid arrives at Luke's hotel room before the hearing
After Mr. Snyder dropped the towel, Reid practically swallowed his tongue. Ungh. If it was anybody else, Reid would have assumed that the action was a blatant come-on. If it was anybody other than Mr. Snyder, Reid would have already followed the guy into the bathroom and crowded him against the wall. He would already be sucking on the guy’s throat, already by running his hands over the guy’s body. Fingers would be carding through that absolutely delicious chest hair. Lower bodies would be grinding, grinding into each other. Reid adjusted himself. Maybe Mr. Snyder did mean the towel drop as a come-on. Even someone as cloyingly naïve as Mr. Snyder must recognize that something was happening between the two of them. After all, nobody really answered the door to room service wearing only a towel did they? Reid decided he was going to go for it. He loosened his tie. There was a knock on the door. It was room service. Life sucked. Reid tipped the server and proceeded to dig into Mr. Snyder’s breakfast.