A trembling sort of moan slips out of Luke when Reid presses a third finger inside his body and he turns his head, pressing his forehead hard against the desk to brace himself there. Even with the faintest sting of pain, there's nothing about this he isn't enjoying and the knowledge that they have all afternoon only serves to make it better, because it means Reid can work at him slowly, stretching his body, making it easier with every passing thrust and every single time his fingers slip deeper into Luke's ass, another little moan escapes, the sounds desperate and wanting, rumbling through him. He almost laughs when Reid speaks, because it's the very same thing Luke wishes every single time they're intimate. When they're together, the way Reid's face lights up, the way his mouth falls open, the swell of his lower lip, all of it just renders Luke completely speechless and he finds himself wishing Reid could see himself like this. If only he knew how incredible he really was, if only he could see, because Luke knows when he speaks, he doesn't do any of Reid's beauty justice. He can't capture it, he'll never be able to, and so he can only hope that Reid one day sees himself through his boyfriend's eyes.

"You," he breathes, but he doesn't manage to get out anymore than that, instead pushing back against Reid's fingers with a soft whine. He's ready, he knows he is, and he knows Reid can tell, but when his fingers slip free of his body, he still lets out a low sound of disappointment, despite knowing what else is coming now, despite looking forward to every moment stretching out ahead of them. It feels like it should be impossible, but his dick hangs against the edge of the desk, working its way back toward hard. There's something about this place or this day, something special that seems to be working its magic on Luke, and he has absolutely no issue with it whatsoever. When he wakes up tomorrow, he imagines he might be a little sore, but that's a small price to pay for this incredible experience.

He doesn't even need to say he's ready, not when his body pushes back of its own accord as soon as he feels Reid's cock pressing against him once more. This is what he's been waiting for and it isn't that Luke is an all or nothing sort of man, he's more than perfectly happy to spend all day sucking Reid's cock if that's what he were to ask for, but this... this is something new, it's something special between the two of them. It always feels like they're exploding new areas and new parts of their relationship and Luke knows, as he always does, that he's never trusted anyone like this. He's never given himself over as completely as he has with Reid. There has been other relationships, other people, and Luke has never thought of himself as having had bad relationships, but the reality is just that nothing compares. He would say he'd never compare Reid to anyone, but that's just not true at all. Everyone is compared to Reid now. Everyone is held to the same standard, everyone is expected to be as good and kind and brilliant as he is and Luke knows that isn't fair, but he can't help it when Reid has been so wonderful right from the start.

And everyone in Luke's past has been compared to him now, too. Every person he's gone to bed with has been considered and not one has held a candle to Reid. He knows that's at least partly due to how much he loves this man, but that isn't all of it. They simply connect in a way he's never had with anyone else before.

"Spencer," he breathes, curling his fingers around the edge of the desk as he feels his boyfriend pushing deeper into his body. He'd never realized it would feel like this, this fullness and this sense of being nearly owned by someone else, but he loves it. He lifts his hips, silently begging for more.