In the moments it takes for them to settle, both of them still clutching at each other and struggling to catch their breaths, Reid nearly forgets they're supposed to be waiting for their breakfast to arrive. This just feels so good, so perfect, so right, being held in his boyfriend's arms like this, both of them sweaty and sticky and not at all worried about it because what they've just shared goes so far beyond just the physical. Never has he wanted so badly just to hold on to someone, to have someone wrap their arms around him and refuse to let go, but that's what he wants with Luke. As impossible as it is, being able to just lie here wrapped up in each other forever, it's still a nice thought, one that Reid will be happy to entertain for as long as he can.
Which is exactly why, of course, room service chooses the next moment to knock at the door.
Groaning, he buries his face against Luke's shoulder, though the curve of his smile presses against his boyfriend's skin. "You made me even hungrier than I already was," he teases, his voice still a bit hoarse from all the panting and moaning he's been doing for the past fifteen minutes or so, but he thinks he's likely in a slightly more suitable state to get on his feet--in spite of the fact that Luke had been thrusting so deeply inside of him that Reid also thinks it's possible his knees might turn to jelly halfway to the door. Still, he's not the one who's just come, and he can feel it as he lets Luke's softened cock slip out of him with a whine and calls out to the person waiting outside that he's on the way.
Grabbing a robe that'd been discarded the night before, he wraps it around himself and glances over his shoulder just to make sure Luke is out of sight before grabbing some cash and opening the door with what he hopes is some excellently feigned self-restraint. The exchange doesn't take long, seeing as their food will be charged to their room, but Reid offers a generous tip and wheels the cart in with a last word of thanks as the door falls back shut behind him.
"Breakfast is served," he says, and it smells heavenly already, even without having removed any of the plate covers that's keeping their food warm. "They even brought chocolates for us for Valentine's Day, that's so sweet." He slips the robe back off, much preferring the idea of naked breakfast in bed to anything else they might do for the meal, and grins as he offers Luke one of his plates. He sets the small box of chocolates toward the center of the bed and once they're both settled with their food, Reid lets out a soft, contended sigh.
"I didn't really know what I would want for Valentine's Day," he says, pausing to take a bite of his eggs. "I never had a reason to think about it before, you know? But this, this is perfect. The whole weekend has been." Pausing again, he bites down on his lip, casting a nervous glance at his boyfriend. "Actually, that being said, there's something I've been wanting to talk to you about."
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Which is exactly why, of course, room service chooses the next moment to knock at the door.
Groaning, he buries his face against Luke's shoulder, though the curve of his smile presses against his boyfriend's skin. "You made me even hungrier than I already was," he teases, his voice still a bit hoarse from all the panting and moaning he's been doing for the past fifteen minutes or so, but he thinks he's likely in a slightly more suitable state to get on his feet--in spite of the fact that Luke had been thrusting so deeply inside of him that Reid also thinks it's possible his knees might turn to jelly halfway to the door. Still, he's not the one who's just come, and he can feel it as he lets Luke's softened cock slip out of him with a whine and calls out to the person waiting outside that he's on the way.
Grabbing a robe that'd been discarded the night before, he wraps it around himself and glances over his shoulder just to make sure Luke is out of sight before grabbing some cash and opening the door with what he hopes is some excellently feigned self-restraint. The exchange doesn't take long, seeing as their food will be charged to their room, but Reid offers a generous tip and wheels the cart in with a last word of thanks as the door falls back shut behind him.
"Breakfast is served," he says, and it smells heavenly already, even without having removed any of the plate covers that's keeping their food warm. "They even brought chocolates for us for Valentine's Day, that's so sweet." He slips the robe back off, much preferring the idea of naked breakfast in bed to anything else they might do for the meal, and grins as he offers Luke one of his plates. He sets the small box of chocolates toward the center of the bed and once they're both settled with their food, Reid lets out a soft, contended sigh.
"I didn't really know what I would want for Valentine's Day," he says, pausing to take a bite of his eggs. "I never had a reason to think about it before, you know? But this, this is perfect. The whole weekend has been." Pausing again, he bites down on his lip, casting a nervous glance at his boyfriend. "Actually, that being said, there's something I've been wanting to talk to you about."