They've been desperate for each other before, needy and lustful in a way neither of them ever really see fit to tone down because this is simply what they do to each other; but there's something different about the way Luke is acting today, something more than the passion that's typically between them. It's almost as if Luke won't be able to function without Reid touching him, without the physical contact between them growing more heated, and Reid doesn't know what's brought it on, but he certainly has no intention of complaining about it. Feeling Luke's body arch beneath him, it only drives Reid to want more, to be all the more aroused, and he lets out a low moan as he leaves a trail of kisses down the center of his boyfriend's body. His fingers follow the trail, pressing firmly against muscle, and Reid revels in it every time he can feel Luke twitch.
It's incredible, it really is, realizing that he's the only one who gets to see Luke laid out like this. People have been fortunate enough to have been with this man before, it's true, but Reid is the only one who gets him like this. Reid is the only one who gets to nudge Luke's legs apart and press his lips against strong thighs as he teases, draws it out even though he just wants to be buried deep inside of the man he loves. They're bared now only for each other, that's how it's always going to be, and Reid has no doubts. No reservations. There's nothing at all that could convince him that marrying Luke Garroway would be a bad idea--and frankly, he doesn't think anyone would dare try to convince him of that in the first place. His boyfriend is loved, in so many ways by so many different people, and Reid is proud to be the one Luke has chosen to love. Nothing else could possibly be more worthwhile.
He catches the head of Luke's cock in his mouth, sucking gently at the precome that's pooled there, his eyes fluttering shut as the familiar taste floods over his tongue. This experience they're going to share, it's going to be yet a milestone in their relationship, and Reid wants to make sure every last moment is good for Luke. It's then that the idea pops into his head, one that he's been meaning to bring up but hasn't because he's gone back and forth on whether it would be appealing for either of them. Now that their positions are switched, however, he's willing to take things a bit further just to see if he can make Luke scream again. Maybe this isn't something he would have done with anyone else, particularly because of his own personal neuroses, but Reid finds that if there's one person he's willing to try anything for, it's his boyfriend.
"I want to fuck you over that desk," he says, not bothering to gesture at it because Luke will know the one, "but I want to try something else, too. I don't know if you'll like it, it's okay if you don't, you can tell me to stop. I just... I want to make you feel good today. All day."
Biting his lip nervously, he encourages Luke to spread his legs a little wider, his gaze dropping to that ring of muscle he so badly wants to be pressing into right now. Before he can second guess himself, he takes a breath, kissing along Luke's thigh again until he reaches Luke's ass. Then, experimentally, he lets his tongue brush over his boyfriend's entrance; when Luke doesn't protest, he does it again, this time with a bit more slowly with some added pressure. Shivering, he lifts his eyes back up at Luke, his expression quizzical. "Is that okay?"
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It's incredible, it really is, realizing that he's the only one who gets to see Luke laid out like this. People have been fortunate enough to have been with this man before, it's true, but Reid is the only one who gets him like this. Reid is the only one who gets to nudge Luke's legs apart and press his lips against strong thighs as he teases, draws it out even though he just wants to be buried deep inside of the man he loves. They're bared now only for each other, that's how it's always going to be, and Reid has no doubts. No reservations. There's nothing at all that could convince him that marrying Luke Garroway would be a bad idea--and frankly, he doesn't think anyone would dare try to convince him of that in the first place. His boyfriend is loved, in so many ways by so many different people, and Reid is proud to be the one Luke has chosen to love. Nothing else could possibly be more worthwhile.
He catches the head of Luke's cock in his mouth, sucking gently at the precome that's pooled there, his eyes fluttering shut as the familiar taste floods over his tongue. This experience they're going to share, it's going to be yet a milestone in their relationship, and Reid wants to make sure every last moment is good for Luke. It's then that the idea pops into his head, one that he's been meaning to bring up but hasn't because he's gone back and forth on whether it would be appealing for either of them. Now that their positions are switched, however, he's willing to take things a bit further just to see if he can make Luke scream again. Maybe this isn't something he would have done with anyone else, particularly because of his own personal neuroses, but Reid finds that if there's one person he's willing to try anything for, it's his boyfriend.
"I want to fuck you over that desk," he says, not bothering to gesture at it because Luke will know the one, "but I want to try something else, too. I don't know if you'll like it, it's okay if you don't, you can tell me to stop. I just... I want to make you feel good today. All day."
Biting his lip nervously, he encourages Luke to spread his legs a little wider, his gaze dropping to that ring of muscle he so badly wants to be pressing into right now. Before he can second guess himself, he takes a breath, kissing along Luke's thigh again until he reaches Luke's ass. Then, experimentally, he lets his tongue brush over his boyfriend's entrance; when Luke doesn't protest, he does it again, this time with a bit more slowly with some added pressure. Shivering, he lifts his eyes back up at Luke, his expression quizzical. "Is that okay?"