Luke can't help but chuckle at Reid's reaction, nuzzling his cheek against his boyfriend's thigh as he finally hangs up the phone, nearly tossing it down onto the base. He'd never in his life imagined something like this, a situation in which he'd be halfway down the bed in a lodge, in the midst of a romantic getaway with someone he loves more than he ever imagined could be possible, someone who loved him just as much in return. It's an entirely new experience and one Luke is more than happy to dive into with enthusiasm, which he thinks is likely evident in the way his tongue slips across Reid's hip, then over the hot, smooth skin of his cock. He knows it's a bit of a cliché, but it's also true that he's never had anything even close to this. Everything about Reid turns him on, the feel of his skin, the sound of his breaths, his moans, even the way his heartbeat sounds when Luke allows himself to really tune into it and listen. The pace has quickened, the pulse rapid in the hollow of his throat and the crease of his thigh, where Luke nuzzles him again, breathing deeply.

"You promised to be good," he murmurs, his voice muffled as his hand twists around Reid's cock. There's so much of this he still thinks of as an experiment, as learning what Reid likes best. Having never been with another man before meant Luke had been nervous about being able to please Reid, but between what they'd talked about and the fact that he trusts his boyfriend to tell him what does and doesn't work, most of those fears have all but dissipated. Now Luke looks at it all as a way to better learn what Reid wants and what makes him feel good. He's growing more confident and he feels rather pleased with himself most times, mostly because the idea of making Reid come, how great it feels just to make him moan, that's the only thing Luke really wants.

"I didn't promise anything," he points out and he's smiling, his hand twisting again as he licks another strip up the length of Reid's cock. It sends a shiver down his spine when his boyfriend says he loves him, it gives Luke chills just to know, to remember how important he is to someone. Being loved like this is a new experience and it's one he knows he's never going to get enough of. It's not something he's ever going to be willing to give up. "I love you and the only thing in the world I want more than breakfast is to make you come."

It's meant to be a bit of a joke, but Luke's also entirely sincere in his words. He's never really said anything like that before, not to anyone, and he's never been a particularly vocal partner in bed, though he doesn't think anyone has ever had to wonder what he likes and what he does. Saying something like that to Reid, though, making his intention that clear, it only serves to arouse Luke further and he grinds against the bed for a moment before returning his complete attention to Reid. He parts his lips and takes Reid into his mouth, relaxing his jaw and his throat like he's learned, groaning at the pressure of Reid's cock sliding past his lips and along his tongue. The taste of him is strong and heavy and Luke has to close his eyes as another deep shudder runs through him as he slides his hand along the inside of Reid's thigh, his fingers slipping under to cup his balls and groans at the warmth of them in his hand.

He could spend the rest of the weekend on this alone. If Reid would let him, Luke would do nothing else but explore his body with his hands and his tongue and lips. He thinks of everywhere he could lick, everywhere he could taste and Luke moans again, a helpless sound that feels as if it's trembling through his entire body.