In the moment before he reaches his orgasm, Reid feels as if his mind has gone completely blank. It happens every time, this brief period of time that he can barely remember his own name because he's so engulfed in the pleasure brought on my Luke's mouth or fingers or cock, in this overwhelming sensation of being so turned on by someone he's so in love with that he almost can't handle it. This is always a blissful moment because his brain is always working, considering, analyzing, and sometimes, it can get in the way of seeing what's really right in front of him. Every day, he's so grateful that he'd eventually let his heart take over what's in his head, all the nerves and fears and rationalizations that'd kept him from taking the step from platonic to romantic in this relationship. He doesn't want to waste a second wondering what might not have happened if certain steps hadn't been taken, if he'd never ended up in Darrow in the first place, what his life would be like in a future without Luke in it.
He can't waste time on those things because his boyfriend has the gift of keeping him in the present, in the now, because there are too many factors that could change everything. Overthinking each and every one of them, as he'd typically be prone to do, would result in a barrier between them. Maybe it wouldn't be a big one, maybe it wouldn't be enough to keep them apart, but it'd still be there; and Reid prefers that there's absolutely nothing between them, that they're bared for each other in every way possible as often as possible. Never has he been so open with anyone, so willing to try absolutely anything because he has so much trust for this man, and as his hips buck again as his orgasm comes on, Reid shouts his boyfriend's name with unmistakable passion. This is something he can't fake, this love he has for Luke, and even as he blinks through the sweat dripping into his eyes, Reid feels another shudder go through him at the sight of his boyfriend swallowing him down.
With his jaw hanging open, he licks over his lips, still riding his high as his cock softens, though Luke is still gently massaging his balls as he lifts his head. Nobody's knocked at the door yet, it's possible they have enough time left to get Luke off, too, and he feels like he's practically boneless as he pushes himself up onto his elbows but even so, he pathetically grasps at his boyfriend's arm to tug him back up the length of the bed. "Come here," he says, voice low and raspy, "come here, I want you on your back."
He moves as quickly as his body allows him, and they've never done this, never had sex after Reid's already had an orgasm because Luke is the one who can get it back up in a relatively short amount of time, but he doesn't care. All he's thinking about now is making the man he loves feel good just in time for breakfast and once he has Luke in the right position, he leans in for a kiss, tasting himself on his tongue, and maybe it shouldn't, but it still makes his cock twitch. They'll have time to do this multiple times later, it's true, but Reid wants it now. He wants to feel Luke inside him, filling him, and without breaking their kiss, he reaches for the lube on the nightstand.
After flipping the cap open, he has to admit defeat, and he pulls back with a low moan before straddling his boyfriend's hips, grinding against Luke's hard cock before sitting up on his knees. His body is trembling from what Luke has already done to him, of course it is, but he pours a generous amount of lube into his hand and reaches down to slick Luke's cock with it before reaching behind himself and pressing two fingers into his own ass. It makes his eyes flutter with the shock of it, and he hasn't done this in awhile because he has Luke now but knowing what's next makes him bite down on his lip with anticipation.
"Think we can beat the clock?" he asks, a teasing edge to his tone, though his words come out closer to a whisper. Reid opens his eyes to meet Luke's gaze, grinning lazily, and he hasn't given himself much preparation but it'll have to be enough. They have sex regularly, after all, it doesn't take much to get him ready anymore, and he sinks down onto Luke's cock with just the slightest hiss of pain before he's letting his head fall back at just how incredible it feels.
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He can't waste time on those things because his boyfriend has the gift of keeping him in the present, in the now, because there are too many factors that could change everything. Overthinking each and every one of them, as he'd typically be prone to do, would result in a barrier between them. Maybe it wouldn't be a big one, maybe it wouldn't be enough to keep them apart, but it'd still be there; and Reid prefers that there's absolutely nothing between them, that they're bared for each other in every way possible as often as possible. Never has he been so open with anyone, so willing to try absolutely anything because he has so much trust for this man, and as his hips buck again as his orgasm comes on, Reid shouts his boyfriend's name with unmistakable passion. This is something he can't fake, this love he has for Luke, and even as he blinks through the sweat dripping into his eyes, Reid feels another shudder go through him at the sight of his boyfriend swallowing him down.
With his jaw hanging open, he licks over his lips, still riding his high as his cock softens, though Luke is still gently massaging his balls as he lifts his head. Nobody's knocked at the door yet, it's possible they have enough time left to get Luke off, too, and he feels like he's practically boneless as he pushes himself up onto his elbows but even so, he pathetically grasps at his boyfriend's arm to tug him back up the length of the bed. "Come here," he says, voice low and raspy, "come here, I want you on your back."
He moves as quickly as his body allows him, and they've never done this, never had sex after Reid's already had an orgasm because Luke is the one who can get it back up in a relatively short amount of time, but he doesn't care. All he's thinking about now is making the man he loves feel good just in time for breakfast and once he has Luke in the right position, he leans in for a kiss, tasting himself on his tongue, and maybe it shouldn't, but it still makes his cock twitch. They'll have time to do this multiple times later, it's true, but Reid wants it now. He wants to feel Luke inside him, filling him, and without breaking their kiss, he reaches for the lube on the nightstand.
After flipping the cap open, he has to admit defeat, and he pulls back with a low moan before straddling his boyfriend's hips, grinding against Luke's hard cock before sitting up on his knees. His body is trembling from what Luke has already done to him, of course it is, but he pours a generous amount of lube into his hand and reaches down to slick Luke's cock with it before reaching behind himself and pressing two fingers into his own ass. It makes his eyes flutter with the shock of it, and he hasn't done this in awhile because he has Luke now but knowing what's next makes him bite down on his lip with anticipation.
"Think we can beat the clock?" he asks, a teasing edge to his tone, though his words come out closer to a whisper. Reid opens his eyes to meet Luke's gaze, grinning lazily, and he hasn't given himself much preparation but it'll have to be enough. They have sex regularly, after all, it doesn't take much to get him ready anymore, and he sinks down onto Luke's cock with just the slightest hiss of pain before he's letting his head fall back at just how incredible it feels.