Huffing a pleasantly surprised laugh, one that's void of any real humor and instead filled to the brim with distinct arousal, Reid does his best not to look down between them at what he can feel is Luke's cock hardening against his body. Instead, he keeps his gaze locked firmly on his boyfriend's, watching as Luke strains in a failed attempt to kiss him, and at Luke's words, he feels his own cock twitch. He'd thought it would take a bit more time to get to this point again, to let his body work itself back up to place where he could get hard enough to be ready for another round of sex, but he suddenly feels as if he's consumed by heat, like his skin is burning with the thought of what it might feel like to be the one pressing into Luke.
They've discussed it before, of course, have arrived at the conclusion that it should absolutely happen, but until now, Luke's never actually begged for it like this. Hearing him say that, saying he needs Reid to fuck him, sends a shiver up his spine, and he does nothing to hide it.
He's never been the one in this position before, though he knows more than well enough what sort of preparation Luke will need before they do this because Reid remembers all too well what his own first time had been like. Even with Luke, there'd been a bit of pain when they'd first made love, if only because it'd been such a long time since Reid had been intimate with anyone. Especially on a day like today, after the conversation they've just had, Reid wants to be sure that if they do this, it'll be as painless and enjoyable for Luke as possible. His boyfriend may have healing capabilities, but Reid never wants to be the reason Luke has to use them, even in matters like this.
"God," he says, more whispers, swallowing hard as he rolls his hips against Luke's, gasping when their cocks brush against each other. "I want-- I want that. I want to fuck you, I want to fuck you so badly, I've wanted it for so long, you don't know how many times I've imagined it." And he has, not that he has any complaints whatsoever about what they've been doing all this time. He has no intention of giving it up, the feeling of having Luke inside him, filling him, taking him over, it's one of his favorite things in the world; but to know he might be able to produce the same feeling in Luke sends a thrill through him, makes him excited because he's never had the chance to do it for anyone before. For the two of them, it's not about domination, it's about partnership, a joint effort in making each other feel incredible, and they've never failed on that front. That they love each other so much more than helps, of course, but they've also learned each other in ways nobody else ever will.
Luke understands him, every last part of him, it's why Reid had entrusted him with the blindfold, and it's why he knows he doesn't need to worry whether his boyfriend is sure about this. Luke wouldn't have asked if he didn't truly want it.
Once their kiss breaks, both of them already panting from the exertion of their passion, Reid grins at him, though he's already inching his way down the length of Luke's body. "If I'd known talking about marriage would be such a turn-on," he say, pausing to graze his teeth over Luke's nipple before flicking his tongue out to soothe it, "I would've brought it up a long time ago."
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They've discussed it before, of course, have arrived at the conclusion that it should absolutely happen, but until now, Luke's never actually begged for it like this. Hearing him say that, saying he needs Reid to fuck him, sends a shiver up his spine, and he does nothing to hide it.
He's never been the one in this position before, though he knows more than well enough what sort of preparation Luke will need before they do this because Reid remembers all too well what his own first time had been like. Even with Luke, there'd been a bit of pain when they'd first made love, if only because it'd been such a long time since Reid had been intimate with anyone. Especially on a day like today, after the conversation they've just had, Reid wants to be sure that if they do this, it'll be as painless and enjoyable for Luke as possible. His boyfriend may have healing capabilities, but Reid never wants to be the reason Luke has to use them, even in matters like this.
"God," he says, more whispers, swallowing hard as he rolls his hips against Luke's, gasping when their cocks brush against each other. "I want-- I want that. I want to fuck you, I want to fuck you so badly, I've wanted it for so long, you don't know how many times I've imagined it." And he has, not that he has any complaints whatsoever about what they've been doing all this time. He has no intention of giving it up, the feeling of having Luke inside him, filling him, taking him over, it's one of his favorite things in the world; but to know he might be able to produce the same feeling in Luke sends a thrill through him, makes him excited because he's never had the chance to do it for anyone before. For the two of them, it's not about domination, it's about partnership, a joint effort in making each other feel incredible, and they've never failed on that front. That they love each other so much more than helps, of course, but they've also learned each other in ways nobody else ever will.
Luke understands him, every last part of him, it's why Reid had entrusted him with the blindfold, and it's why he knows he doesn't need to worry whether his boyfriend is sure about this. Luke wouldn't have asked if he didn't truly want it.
Once their kiss breaks, both of them already panting from the exertion of their passion, Reid grins at him, though he's already inching his way down the length of Luke's body. "If I'd known talking about marriage would be such a turn-on," he say, pausing to graze his teeth over Luke's nipple before flicking his tongue out to soothe it, "I would've brought it up a long time ago."