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Title: WHAT IF? (A comment fic)
Written By : Marsabi
Rating: NC-17
Summary: What if Noah had not rejected Luke that day in the bar? What if Noah “forgives” him, and they get back together ? Many argue (in douche fandoms) that Reid never would’ve been with Luke then. Of course, Noah’s stingy heart didn’t forgive Luke in that famous scene. Either way, I don’t think it matters. Luke is meant for Reid.
Warning: NC-17
Author's Notes: I'm experimenting with POV here.


“He’s strong enough to take it.”

“I’m not strong enough to tell him.”

“That’s guilt talking, not honesty. “

“You want honesty? Okay. I do have feelings for you; I can’t deny that anymore. But I’m in love with Noah.”

“Well, I guess you have a decision to make then, don’t you?”


***

Reid’s eyes say so much. His jaw is clenched tightly. You can see Reid’s struggling. Yet you sit there dumbly, a paralysis has overtaken you. Across the room, you feel the force of Noah’s gaze. You wish for the courage to touch Reid, just on the hand and feel his warm skin again, before he slips away. You’re struggling too, but Reid doesn’t know it. You do nothing. You let him go.

***

You choose Noah.


Noah spends the rest of the night talking about his future. He wants to work on his film. He wants to go back to school. He wants you to know that he’s sorry for being hard on you, blaming you. Now he’s ready to “forgive.” You smile, nod. Choked sentences come out of your mouth, but you can’t hear your own words. A hundred different moments with Noah are holding you captive. You can’t leave him.

Your face feels tight, drained. Your body’s cold. Noah wants you back, and you should be elated. Noah is your life; you are nothing without him. Noah can see you, at last. He can look you in the eyes.

So why do you feel so unbearably grim?


***


At Memorial, you’re working with Reid. It’s so painful you can barely breathe. You wait for Reid to call you Trust Fund or Richie Rich. You stare into those stern blue eyes, hoping for even a little smile. You joke. You follow him around. You know you must stop this.

Noah still brings up Reid every night.

“Did you see him today?”

“Did you think about his kiss?”

“If I hadn’t caught you, would you have slept with him?”

You tell Noah. “ No, no, no.”

You lie.

You speak to Noah carefully or not at all.

Reid never made you careful. He made you angry. He made you want to pull his hair, push him against a wall, put your face right up to his. Later, he made you want to anchor your lips together, or simply rest on his shoulder.

****

Late at night, you hear his voice.

How do I make you feel?


You dream of sex, of that predatory gleam in Reid’s eye. You dream his tongue is everywhere, tasting. You dream that his firm mouth is biting on your nipples to the point of pain, making his way to your ass, opening up your tight hole. Fucking you breathless. Every night, the sex dream turns dirtier. He lets you play with his dick, lick his balls. You imagine Reid lets you do anything. Every morning, your cock aches and drips.

***

You choose Noah.


He is supposed to be your man, your partner. But it never feels this way. At your Dad and Molly’s wedding, Noah leaves you with his food, carrying his plate. All around are couples holding hands. You’re alone.

Noah pumps Abigail for information about LA; he almost seems to flirt with her. When you confront him, Noah calls you dramatic. Miserably, you eat some cold appetizers. The food tastes bitter in your mouth. When Abigail asks Noah about you, he stands far away.

Reid never hesitated to grab you, kiss you. You hold a finger to your lips, remembering.

Back home, Noah approaches sex like he is doing you a favor. He plows into your ass. You think about Reid: his face, his hands, his unexpected smile. Noah is panting and thrusting.

Afterwards, Noah falls asleep, perfectly content.

You stay awake all night.

***

You go to Katie’s house to explain once more about Noah. How he’s your life. How you must love him. Why you picked him.

Reid stands there with a five o’clock shadow on his cheeks, his shirt half-tucked, a bowl of cereal in his hand. His eyes are cold and sad at the same time.

Reid asks why you’re bothering him.

“Because we mattered. Because we’re something.” You insist on this fact.

You long to touch him.

“What are we, Luke?“

You find it impossible to reply.

Reid closes his door.

***

You go to the pond and stare into the water for hours, deeply depressed.

You miss the fun and the honesty.

You miss the man.

Softly you speak his name.

Reid.

***

You break up with Noah.

It‘s frightening and exhilarating all at once.

“You’ll regret it, Luke. You’ll be sorry. You’ll be back.”

Noah’s face is ugly. You realize that ugliness has no power over you any longer. You feel none of the usual guilt.


Leaving him, your feet practically bounce on the air.

***

Standing at Reid's door, you prepare a speech and practice your words, but the door opens with a loud bang.


You lick your lips nervously -


- he pulls you into the room, kissing you hard.


Reid nibbles at your lips. He bites and then runs his tongue over the lower one. The kisses are swift and frantic. His hands are going underneath your shirt and rubbing down your spine. Heat floods your whole body. He kisses you again, with a warm slowness now. It makes you tremble, and small sounds of longing escape your lips.


“If we do this- I want it all,” Reid says. This is all he says, and you nod desperately, wiping at your tears.


Reid touches his finger to the wet spot of skin. Silently, as you kiss him again, inhaling his scent, gripping his waist, you vow to make it up to him forever.


Together, you go into the bedroom. You take off all of his clothes and spread your fingers over his heart. For a moment, you just feel its rhythm. Dropping to your knees, you hold his lean cock in your hands, admiring the length and beauty. You taste and lick and suck. You worship his arousal with your mouth.


You eat his cum like thick jelly.


You stand, your legs shaking, a smile on your face. Reid gives you a tiny smile back. You reach out to stroke his cheek. His smile widens. It is his true smile, the private one that he rarely shows. Seeing it, your heart nearly seizes with joy.


Reid slowly undresses you, kissing his way down the slope of your shoulders , over your chest, and then lower. He takes your cock into his mouth and wets it with his tongue. You grip the nape of his neck. Reid moves his mouth up and down.


He pushes you down on the bed, and continues. You ejaculate wildly. Reid swallows. He then begins to lick at your buttocks, holding your flesh apart with his fingers.


As he straddles your thighs, you look up at him. You can sense his need for you. You know this was not a mistake or an accident. You think about how this is destiny.


Reid hovers over your body, tenderly stroking. When your eyes meet his, Reid’s face changes. His breathing is shallow. He holds your face in his hands.


He makes love to you, and it's like the light after the darkness. Nothing will be uncertain ever again. You reach out for Reid’s naked body, pulling him closer. Reid pulls at you too.


The right man is finally in your arms.
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Title: The Last Doughnut
Author: Marsabi
Summary: When Damian disinherits Luke, can he survive in the “real” world? Will he drive Reid crazy in the process?
Disclaimer: Owned by ATWT
Rating: PG- NC-17 (depends on chapter)
Warning: none
A companion to Camp Queer
Thanks traciamc for the read


Part 11 Games

Casey signaled Reid and Luke with a wave of his phone.

“Okay, I made the call. He’s on his way here. With Lily. They’re maybe ten minutes away.”

”Great,” Reid said, glancing at the hospital elevator. “Be out of sight. Damian can’t know you’re around.”

“Got it.”

Casey dashed down the hallway and found a place to watch without being seen.

Reid looked at Luke, “You ready for this?”

“What? The inquisition?” Luke joked, “Bring it on.”

But Luke’s eyes were pools of sadness. His skin seemed pale to Reid, his features pinched.

“If you’ve changed your mind-”

“No,” Luke’s lip jutted out with determination. “I can do it. “ He shot Reid a rueful look, “I’ve been acting for these two for most of my life. “

***

Last night, they’d planned it out carefully. Luke had listened and nodded, laying his arms across Reid’s lap and putting his head on the center of Reid’s chest. Luke looked up at him, his eyes round and wide, like a little boy’s .

“I’m really going to miss you,” he’d said, his tone subdued.

Reid found that he couldn’t speak. He could say nothing at all.

Luckily, a nurse’s aid had flung open the door then to deliver Luke’s meal.

“My last supper,” Luke had joked, opening up some jello.

“What?” he’d asked, seeing Reid’s startled expression.

“Look at you trying to be all clever,” Reid said with teasing approval, “You sound like me.”

“Oh God, no!” Luke laughed. “Not that!” Then he’d inspected his food more, wrinkling up his nose in distaste. “Yuck! I can’t eat this.”

“Hey, I have to eat here daily,” Reid had joked, “and you got my favorite beef surprise served on an orange tray. Let’s just hope the botulism holds off 24 hours.”

Reid had watched as Luke tentatively ate the food. He picked up a pen from his lab coat and his prescription pad and began to absently doodle.

“Earth to Reid,” Luke said impatiently.

“What?” Reid looked up with a bemused expression.

“I was talking to you.” Luke had glanced at his drawing, “What’re you doing ?”

Reid flushed, “Nothing, I sometimes need to keep my hands busy.”

“Are you drawing a brain?” Luke had said, then he poked Reid gently in the rib, “You geek.”

“Drawing brains relaxes me,” Reid had defended himself. “Did you expect me to be drawing hearts and writing you love poems?”

“Nope,” Luke had answered, snatching the pad from him, “nerdy sketches of brains is what I’d expect from you.” He studied it. “Geez, Reid, do you have to everything so well? “ The sketch was like a piece of abstract art with each part of the brain in its complex pattern.

Luke admired it a moment longer. Then Luke had ripped off the page with Reid’s drawing and folded it carefully.

“Why’d you take that?” Reid said.

“I’m keeping it,” Luke had replied, his voice indicating the question was foolish. Reid watched him put the drawing into his wallet.

“Now, whatever else is going on,” Luke had smiled, “you know I have this with me, and I’m thinking of you.” He’d said nothing more, merely gazing up at the ceiling, lost in his thoughts.

“Do you want to back out?” Reid had asked him softly.

Luke took such a long time to answer, that Reid was afraid he was upset. But when Luke finally met his eyes, his expression was clear and calm.

“No, you?” Luke had asked.

“No.”

Luke nodded and gave Reid his hand.

"I haven't been...completetly honest, Reid. All this has been a lot harder to bounce back from then I hoped. But I'm working on it."

"I know."

"You know?"

"Yeah."

Overcome with feeling, they simply touched, their fingers holding on tightly, a warmth radiating between their palms.

***

Now, the elevator light flashed its arrival. Luke’s back was to it, making it look like he was clueless about his parents . Reid wished he could stop what was about to happen. He drank in the sight of Luke’s lovely face, wishing he could trace the line of Luke’s full mouth once more, wishing he could touch all that fresh skin.

Luke titled his head questioningly.

Reid gave him a barely perceptible nod. The time had come.

“Just what is your problem now, Luke? “ Reid asked him, sounding irritated.

“Look at me!” Luke shouted, just as the elevators opened. “My face! Look at what being with you has done! I tell you, it’s over! It’s so over!”

“Are you breaking things off?” Reid’s tone became incredulous. “Going back in the closet?”

“I’m getting my life back!” Luke answered, shoving at him, “the one you stole! “

“Good luck with that, “ Reid replied, in the coldest voice he’d ever spoken to Luke in.

They glared at each other. Then Luke pushed him again.

“I hate you,” Luke cried out,” I really hate you!” He nearly spat the words at Reid.

Reid’s anger was palpable on his face, “I hate you too,” he snarled in a low tone. “You’re nothing but a stupid little boy who –“

The sound of a harsh slap echoed through the hallway. The side of Reid’s face was red.

“Shut up! “ Luke screamed at him. “Just shut up! You did this to me! I was fine before you.”

Luke pushed at Reid, almost knocking him to the floor, “You messed me up!” He yelled .

Luke went at Reid as if to attack him some more. Lily cried out . Damian grabbed his son. “Luciano, it’s alright,” he said, “come with us.”

He had to force Luke away from Reid, as Luke tried to kick out at him with his feet.

“Let me go! Let me fight him. He ruined my life!”

“Oh, baby!” Lily said, her voice thick with emotion,” That’s not true! We’ll take you back.”

“Really?” Luke looked at Lily with his bruised face. “Even though I’ve caused so much trouble?”

She opened her arms. Luke turned and buried his head in his mother’s shoulder.

“I’m so sorry,” Luke said.

“We forgive you,” Lily soothed. “But we will need to set some rules.”

“I understand,” Luke’s voice was muffled against her shirt, and he sniffed loudly.

As she led her son to the elevator, Lily couldn’t help giving Reid a small, victorious smile.

“Go home to mommy, “ Reid sneered at them. “I could care less!”

Lily held the elevator door for Damian. Luke didn’t bother to look up from her shoulder.
“Come on,” Lily called to her husband. She didn’t want to chance another moment between Luke and Reid. She wanted Luke safely home with her.

“In a moment, Cara,” Damian said. He came closer to Reid. His eyes were chilly. “Just make sure you stay away from my son,” he said in a soft, menacing voice.

Reid shrugged insolently, “I have no reason not to,” he answered.

Reid watched as Damian joined his family in the elevator and pressed the down button. The door closed and Luke was gone.

***

Casey came out of his hiding place. He put a comforting hand on Reid’s shoulder.

“That was intense , man,” he whispered. “I don’t envy the conversation that Luke will probably have to suffer though with those two,” he shuddered.

Reid drew in a ragged breath. He pinched the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes. An ache for Luke welled up inside of him. He tried to speak to Casey and then just shook his head. For the first time since he had come to Oakdale, Reid felt his aloneness pulsing inside of his body. He had forgotten how isolated he’d always felt from the world – before Luke. Reid used to feel that, aside from his work, he mattered to no one. He could break apart or disappear and no one would grieve for him. He’d felt like a shadow in his own life.

Then he had come to this town. He had met Luke, who was like warmth seeping into his veins. The darkness inside him had just vanished. It had unsettled him at first, Luke’s fierce ability to love. But now he craved it all the time, and Reid was dreading the separation from him.

He drew in a painful breath. Reid reminded himself why they were putting on this charade. This was for Luke. To give Luke a future without his parents keeping him like an animal in a golden cage. How could they be like that? How could they not see that he needed to be free? How could anybody want to cut Luke down into tiny pieces of insecurity and doubt?

God, he wanted to see Luke’s face already, hear his laugh, see his eyes sparkle. How could he miss him already? Reid wanted to hold him, joke with him, comfort him. Reid wanted to know that this person he trusted most in the world was in his arms, where he belonged. He swallowed his own sadness and tried to focus on what he needed to do.

“Let’s just hope Luke convinces Damian to take him back at Grimaldi Shipping, “ He finally said to Casey, “ And we can put an end to this mess quickly. “

***

Two weeks passed. The only one to still see Luke was Casey. Damian trusted him to watch over Luke’s every move. Henry and Vienna had tried to see him. Lucinda had tried too. They were all shut out. During his first week at home, Holden had managed to get a letter to him. Luke kept it in his wallet, next to Reid’s sketch.

The letter read:

Dear Luke,
For the life of me, I don’t know why this is happening again. Maybe breaking up with Reid has made you spiral out of control? I only know that I want your happiness. I see that you left some things here in your old room. I hope that means you might return? Know that your things will be waiting for you. No questions asked.
Love,
Dad


Luke pressed his hands into his suit pocket and felt the comforting presence of the wallet, knowing what was inside. He followed Damian into Memorial. It was the board member’s quarterly meeting. But Luke knew it was also a test. Damian wanted to watch him with Reid.

They stepped into the elevator. They both had on dark, expensive Italian suits. Luke’s hair was slicked away from his face just like Damian’s hair. Neither one smiled as they went to Bob’s office. It wasn’t until they headed for the board room that Luke saw him. His step faltered a minute, before he regained control. His pulse pounded. Luke took one quick look at Reid, feeling a deep shock of recognition flood his entire body, and then looked away. He made sure his face was an inscrutable mask.

He didn’t dare look at Reid again. All the doctors sat on one side of the table and the board members on another. Luke listened to Bob speak and then Damian. He appeared to be listening, but in reality he didn’t hear a word. He could feel Reid. The weight of Reid’s body sitting just across from him was like a magnet pulling at his skin. It was as if there were no others in the room, only them. Luke could sense Reid’s presence, his proximity.

Luke reminded himself that he was doing this for Reid, so that his family could no longer hurt him. If he followed their plan, he would be able to force Damian to leave Reid alone for good. Luke swallowed the bitterness in his mouth.

The meeting ended. Damian was shaking hands and pushing Luke forward. He shook hands and smiled, tasks he could do in his sleep. He knew the second that Reid left, although he did not hesitate or glance at him.

They walked with Bob back to the elevator. Damian was deep in conversation about some new money for Chris Hughes and a pediatric unit. The doors to the elevator opened.

Reid

Damian’s gaze sharpened on Luke. He walked into the elevator and forced himself to turn away from Reid’s blue eyes. Luke clenched his jaw. He jammed his hands in his pockets, feeling for the wallet.

“Damian?” Bob prompted his father back to their conversation. They resumed their talk.

Reid was directly behind him. He could feel Reid’s breath at the nape of his neck.
Luke tilted his head slightly back, wanting to fall toward Reid’s body, but not daring. Luke’s chest tightened. His heart beat so loudly and frantically that he was certain Damian must know. But when Luke looked at Damian, his father appeared indifferent.

They stopped at the floor for neurology. Luke moved to one side and looked blankly at the elevator buttons. When Reid left, it hit him like a physical blow.

The elevator reached the bottom floor. Bob and Damian stepped out. Luke went with them, and they all shook hands again. Then the limo pulled up.

Luke turned to the car and climbed into the darkness.
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Title: The Last Doughnut
Author: Marsabi
Summary: When Damian disinherits Luke, can he survive in the “real” world? Will he drive Reid crazy in the process?
Disclaimer: Owned by ATWT
Rating: PG- NC-17 (depends on chapter)
Warning: None

A companion to Camp Queer
Thanks traciamc for the read


Part Four - Topsy-Turvey

“Come on!” Luke begged.

“No,” Reid stated flatly.

“Please?” Luke poured a glass of lemonade for himself.

“I don’t ride horses,” Reid told him, irritated.

Luke shook his head at Reid. “You came all the way out to the farm with me, listened to me go on and on about a sunset ride, and now you’re saying you won’t go? “

“Pretty much.” Reid took Luke’s lemonade and sipped at it. “Horses smell, they have flies, and they aren’t safe. “ Reid crunched down on the ice.

Luke watched Reid take his drink and just smiled. He poured himself a second glass. He could wear the good doctor down. Reid would be on top of a horse in no time.

“What’s this?” Reid asked, fingering a fat envelope with Luke’s name left on the kitchen table.

“What?”

He handed the envelope to Luke.

Luke frowned in puzzlement. He rarely received mail at the farm, yet and the envelope was addressed to him from some strange law firm.

“Is your dad around to ask about it?” Reid said, sensing Luke’s surprise.

Luke shook his head, “No, he called to tell me he took my grandma to see my Aunt Meg. I wonder what this is about?”

Reid shrugged, “Only one way to find out.”

After reading a moment, Luke sank down into a chair in shock. He had expected Damian’s fury, his attack…He had not expected to just be out and out rejected.

The letter stated in cold, legal terms that Luke was no longer the Grimaldi heir. He was disinherited completely. He was to have no personal contact with his father ever again. The money was hard enough to wrap his mind around, but his heart immediately stung at the frigid way the news had been sent. No phone call, no warning ,no goodbye. Just done. His father had declared him no longer his son. A wave of intense hurt made it hard for Luke to breathe.

He sat there open-mouthed.

Reid took the letter from him and quickly read its contents.

He was quiet a long moment.

“So,” Reid finally said softly, “guess I’ll no longer be calling you Trust Fund.”

Luke forced out a laugh, “Ah, the bright side of this.”

Reid reached out and gently rubbed at Luke’s shoulders.

“Don’t worry,” Luke said, attempting to joke, “I can still give you a free meal,” He gestured to Emma’s stocked fridge and tried to smile.

“Food can solve any problem, “ Reid answered. But neither one was laughing.

Luke looked bleakly into Reid’s worried eyes. “I don’t care,” he told him, his lip jutting out with determination. “I don’t.”

Reid just nodded.

Luke stood up. He drank his lemonade in one fast gulp. “I am not crying over this,” he told Reid, and his eyes were dry and burning.

It frightened Reid a little. But he also understood Luke’s desperate need to be strong.

“Right. Who needs billions of bucks any way? We always have each other. And Taco Bell. “

Luke nodded back, “Taco Bell is good and it’s cheap. “ Luke took a deep breath. “I’ll find my own way alone.”

Reid took his hand. He ran his thumb across Luke’s palm. “You’re not alone, “Reid said.

Luke’s mouth suddenly trembled and he leaned into Reid’s body.

Reid inhaled Luke’s sweet, fresh scent. He stroked his back.

“Reid,” Luke suddenly pulled away and stared at him.

“What?”

“I-“ Luke looked off, biting his lip.

“Just tell me what you need?” Reid whispered.

Luke looked back, “I need you, “ he answered. “I need you right now.”

“No problem,” Reid answered, “I just happen to be available.”

***

They banged open Luke’s bedroom door, their mouths launched on each other. Luke couldn’t catch his breath. He could hear his own gasps and little moans of pleasure at each thrust of Reid’s tongue.

Luke craved Reid’s taste, deepening the kiss. Their tongues danced together in a matching rhythm, touching back and forth. Then Luke sighed as the kiss ended. Reid’s mouth, his tantalizing tongue – it intoxicated him.

They took off each other’s shirts. Their hands reached out, mirrors of each other, moving over hard nipples and flat stomachs. Pants came off next. Their thighs pressed together.

They caressed each other for a long time. Reid’s skin was bathed in light, his muscles taunt, his lips perfectly formed. Luke remembered how when he first saw Reid , he immediately thought he was the most gorgeous man in the world and it was still true. It seemed almost unbelievable to Luke now that he could really kiss Reid, hold Reid.

Reid touched a finger down Luke’s treasure trail and then smiled at Luke’s shiver. Reid’s fingers then journeyed to Luke’s ass, his crack, and back to his balls. He played lightly with them. Luke moaned and desperately kissed Reid’s lips, jaw line, neck.

After stroking each other’s firm torsos, Reid reached for a condom, prepared to roll it on. But Luke’s hand stopped him. He held Reid’s erection and the condom. Reid looked at Luke questioningly, and silently Luke communicated to Reid with his eyes.

They exchanged no words, but Reid understood . He saw Luke’s heart. Luke needed to take control, to equal out everything else in his life that was spiraling away from him. Luke needed Reid to be his.

Reid took the condom away from his own hardness and gently rolled it on Luke. He handed Luke some lube. Then Reid went to the bed and flipped onto his stomach. He raised up his knees and offered himself, somehow seeming to be both vulnerable and in control .Luke went to him, covering them both with a sheet, and then sliding his hand over Reid’s firm buttocks. Luke put his arms around Reid’s neck and gently played a moment with the hair at the exposed nape. Then he let his hand wander down.

Luke felt like he was meant for this moment, for Reid to be under him, trusting him; for Luke to tenderly use his fingers and his mouth, worshipfully on Reid, celebrating each part of his lover. Luke gently kissed the back of Reid’s warm shoulder . He pushed in a finger, closing his own eyes, and feeling a deep rush of pleasure at Reid’s sharp inhale.

Luke entered with exquisitely, slow force, letting their flesh lock perfectly. They fit like coming home. Pausing for a moment, Luke brought his lips to Reid’s hair and breathed in his scent. He gave him the softest of kisses. Then Luke exhaled, feeling like he had been missing being inside of Reid, even though he had never done this before. He was feeling like he was melting into Reid. Something was resonating deep inside of his heart, and it would never be forgotten.

Luke put his mouth on Reid’s back and licked the salty skin. He thrust again, harder now, and moaned loudly. Reid felt tight, his muscles squeezing Luke. Luke rocked into his ass, in and out, with more and more energy. Reid began to shout. He trembled. Luke rode him, digging his hands into Reid’s hips. He set a fierce pace. He clasped Reid firmly and gave it to him deeper and deeper. Reid was calling out his name. His foot was pounding on the bed and he was groaning helplessly under Luke’s forceful thrusts. Luke never imagined how good being inside of Reid would feel, how familiar somehow, how right.

Soon, both men were lost in the final give and take of pleasure.

***

They rolled near each other, their faces close. Reid tucked some of Luke’s hair behind his ear.

“Can I ask you something?” Luke asked tentatively. The air smelled of sweat and sticky sex.

“If you even dare ask me if this was good,” Reid declared, ”I’ll have to hurt you.”

“No,” Luke laughed,” I know it was good,” He shot Reid a shy, smug smile “Your screaming kind of gave it away.”

“I didn’t scream.”

“Like a little girl.”

"You need your hearing checked.” Reid protested.” I was just giving you some encouragement.”

“And then there’s your foot,” Luke added, “still Thumper.”

“Okay, if that nickname ever leaves our bed, “ Reid sat up on one elbow, “ I will really will do terrible things to your beautiful body.”

Luke just smiled.

Reid sighed. “I can see our future. You’re going to make a very demanding top.”

“No I’m not!” Luke replied, but he dropped his eyes. Partly because he suspected Reid might be right, and partly because the talk of a future thrilled him.

“Okay, maybe,” Luke giggled. Then he snuck another look at Reid,” And maybe you’re saying
I’ll become a demanding top because you really liked it,” he pursed his lips in a coy smile.

Reid merely shook his head. “What’d you want to ask me before, smart mouth?”

Luke paused. “I wanted to ask... “ He licked his lips . Then he sighed. “Can tell you about Damian? I feel like I need to get it out, all of it, from the start.”

Reid considered this. “Okay,” he said. Reid held his arms open and Luke nestled against him. “Tell me all about bad dad.“

Luke talked and Reid listened, pulling him close. Luke spoke of his childhood, his off and on again relationship with Damian. He told Reid their whole history together, from kidnappings to the camp, until finally Luke had exhausted himself. He fell asleep, spooned trustingly against him.


Reid, however, stayed awake, his eyes alert. His mind uneasy. He rested his chin on the curve of Luke’s shoulder, worrying about what was to come.
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Title: The Last Doughnut
Author: Marsabi
Summary: When Damian disinherits Luke, can he survive in the “real” world? Will he drive Reid crazy in the process?
Disclaimer: Owned by ATWT
Rating: PG- NC-17 (depends on chapter)
Warning: None
A companion to Camp Queer
Thanks traciamc for the read

Part Three - First Steps



“How was your night out? “ Holden greeted Luke the next day. Luke glanced at his grandmother, who was busying making pancakes by the stove.

“Okay, you know,” he ducked his head away, “fine.”

Holden, sensing Luke’s embarrassment, merely smiled and returned to his morning paper.

“Eat,” Emma said, and gave Luke an enormous plate of food.

After their swim, Luke and Reid had both been starving and had driven through the closest Taco Bell, munching away on some soggy tacos. They had just sat in the car, eating and listening to various radio stations repeat the same 3 songs over and over. Luke had felt ridiculously happy.

When they had reached Al’s, Luke had walked Reid to his door.

“Wanna come in?” Reid had asked, his voice deepening.

“Doctor Oliver,” Luke had answered playfully, “this is our first date. I’m not a slut!”

“Too bad,” Reid had retorted with smiling eyes. “And don’t underestimate the power of a good slut.”

“Hey, you were the one who was used like a sex toy on the rooftops of Memorial,” Luke protested.

“It’s not gallant of you to remind me,” Reid teased. “But at least now I have a fallback career.”

That had ended up making them crack up again. It was still a surprise to Luke just how much Reid made him laugh. The last few years of his life, he had spent either apologizing or trying to rigidly remain on the “right” path. With Reid, he could finally let go of all that.

“Anyhow,” Reid had drawled, when they’d stopped laughing, “ We’re talking about you.

“Are you saying you’d like me to be easy?” Luke had flirted, not wanting to stop the silliness of the moment.

“I like you any which way,” Reid had flirted back.

Luke had flushed, thinking about all the ways they had yet to do it. He had looked down bashfully. Reid had cupped Luke’s chin then and lifted up his head, kissing him sweetly.

“So how much dating before you put out?” Reid had asked.

Luke had giggled, “Oh, maybe the third or fourth one.” The talk at the pond had made him feel good again, assured of Reid’s desire for him. He had smiled at Reid, and he had smiled back.
They both knew the time was coming to be together again.

Luke doubted either of them could hold out for that third date.

His grandmother’s voice suddenly brought Luke back to the present, “Well, I’m off to go food shopping,” Emma declared, picking up her big purse and kissing both Holden and Luke, “You boys are just eating me out of house and home.”

“Thanks, Mama.”

Emma waved at them and left. Holden looked at Luke with laughter on his face, “Don’t be fooled. She loves nothing more than a big house full of Snyders to feed.”

“Yeah.”

They ate their breakfast in companionable silence.

“Listen,” Holden said to him suddenly, “ don’t feel you have to come back here for our sake.”

“What do you mean?”

“From your date. You’re not a teenager, Luke. You can do what you want.”

“Oh, right,” Luke stammered. He did not want to discuss sex with Holden, not any kind of sex.

He had already spent that one night with Reid, and Luke was longing to be back in his bed. Holden was right; he was not a kid. He was an adult , on the verge of graduating and making his way in the world. Still, he had lost years of his life, years of normal experiences , pretending to be straight.

“Thank you so much…for taking me in and for everything.”

“You don’t have to thank me, “ Holden said simply, “I’m your dad.”

There was a pause. Both men sipped their coffee. Luke’s eyes were moist.

“I know Mom took the kids to Malta to keep them away from me,” Luke said finally in a quiet voice , “and that keeps them away from you too.”

“They have to return at the start of school,” Holden answered, “And let me handle your mom and Damian.”

“It not fair to you, Dad, the trouble I brought when I came out.”

“Luke,” Holden said firmly, “stop blaming yourself. “

Luke half-smiled. How easily he fell back on his old habits, when he was not with Reid. “I wish Mom could just be more like you. “

“She used to be different,” Holden’s eyes narrowed. He always blamed Damian for Lily’s poisonous attitude. “The kids will come home soon, you’ll see, and we’ll all spend time together here on the farm.”

Luke shrugged, “I hope so. “ But an insistent voice inside of Luke didn’t think that Holden was right.

Luke’s mind drifted back to Reid and their date. Luke’s face softened as he thought about him. He wondered how Reid’s day was going at the hospital, and if it was too soon to call him and hear his voice.

***

Across town, Reid could barely believe the bullshit he was hearing come out of Bob Hughes’ lips.

“I’m not sure why Damian Grimaldi has decided to put a stop to the grant,” Bob was saying to him,” but your work here at Memorial has been excellent and I’d like you to stay on- you just won’t make the extra income that the Grimaldi-Walsh grant provided.”

The table of doctors nodded their agreement. Not all of them were fond of Reid and his blunt attitude, but most of them respected his work.

Reeling back from the shock of what Bob was telling him, Reid quickly attempted to compose his face. He could guess why Grimaldi was trying to pull the grant from him, the very grant that had brought Reid to Oakdale in the first place, and it made Reid furious.

“We can talk over the new salary privately,” Bob told him.

Reid was barely listening, still calculating the loss of income from the cancelled grant. He’d have to consider the best way to handle the situation. For Luke’s sake, he needed to think it all through.

“Fantastic,” He said to Bob, “I can use the three pennies Memorial gives me now to start a new piggy bank.”

“Too bad, Reid,” Chris said, looking at him with an insincere smile. “Maybe you won’t want to stay in Oakdale?”

“What and miss out on all my chances to fix your incompetent work? No way.” Reid smiled back as Chris glared at him. He had no idea why Chris Hughes seemed to hate him on sight, but then again most people hated him. Reid didn’t waste too much time worrying about it.

Now Luke, on the other hand, would be devastated at being disliked. Not that people disliked him. Who would? Luke was sweet and kind to everybody. Just last night, for instance, he had chatted with the girl at the Taco Bell on and on, listening to her life story and offering her genuine sympathy. Reid wouldn’t have minded at all, except his food had been getting cold. Then Reid had seen Luke slip the girl a big tip. Who tipped the drive-thru girl at Taco Bell? Only a sap like Luke. Thinking about him, Reid’s heart warmed.

“Now,” Bob was saying, “We have a one more thing to discuss.”

Reid sighed. This meeting was never-ending.

” I want to announce that Dr. John Dixon will be joining our staff again in the Cardio wing.”

“What?” Chris said, surprised.

A few of the other doctors at the meeting looked surprised too. There was suddenly a great amount of whispering among them. They looked like schoolchildren playing a game of telephone.

“Apparently, he and Lucinda Walsh have –er rekindled their old flame in Amsterdam, and are both coming back here to Oakdale in a week or so.”

At the name of Lucinda Walsh, Reid looked up. Luke’s other grandmother was headed back to town? He wasn’t sure if that was good news or not for Luke, but he hoped Lucinda Walsh would support her grandson’s choices. Besides, Lucinda Walsh was the other half of the Grimaldi-Walsh grant, maybe she would support Reid too. It was worth investigating.

Bob dismissed them, and everybody went their separate ways, except for Chris who was following Reid into the elevator

“We both know why you lost the grant!”Chris sneered, as the door shut.

“What?” Reid asked him with impatience; he punched his floor several times and took a deep breath. He hated elevators, and he was beginning to actively dislike Chris.

“The real reason you lost the Grimaldi grant was you’re doing his son.” Chris said nastily.

“And you know this how?”

“I ran into Luke, mooning over you, just the other day.”

Reid frowned.

“And I heard my dad too,” Chris went on, “on the phone. He was telling somebody that Damian was really angry and not acting rational about canceling the grant.”

“You know,” Reid told him, “ grown men who spy on their daddies usually do it because they have no life.”

“I have a life!” Chris said.

“Sure,” Reid nodded, “If being overly bitter and undersexed counts as living.”

“It won’t be long before my dad sees through you, Luke dumps you, and you’re gone,” Chris predicted.

“You can dream,” Reid retorted. Why couldn’t he have used the stairs?

They rode for a minute in hostile silence. Then they reached the fifth floor for Pediatrics. Reid thought Chris’s specialty suited him well; he was such an entitled brat.

“This is where I’m getting off,” Chris said needlessly, waiting for the door to open.

“Your ability to state the obvious is one of your few skills,” Reid told him. “Too bad we can’t add being a good doctor to that list.”

Chris stormed out.

Reid sighed as the doors closed again. He hoped he would see Luke later, cause so far his day had really sucked. A moment later, as if by magic, Reid’s phone buzzed with an incoming text. He looked at it and felt some of his stress lift.

Luke wanted to meet him at the end of his shift for date number two.

***

After an exhausting set of rounds, Reid could finally relax. He had spent hours dealing with fearful patients, irritating family members, and more than one idiotic intern. But now his shift was over. Now Luke was there. In his office. In his arms. Reid had Luke by the waist. Luke was starting to lean his body into Reid’s and allow Reid to gently find his mouth. Luke smelled as good as he always did – like fresh bread. And Reid was ready to savor his lips.

Just then, the door to Reid’s office swung open.

“Dr. Oliver? Oh!” Nurse Gretchen stepped back, blushing. “I’m sorry.”

“Did you ever hear of knocking?” Reid growled, and glanced at Luke as he jumped off of his desk in a hurry.

“I’m sorry, “ she said again, “but I needed to talk to you.”

“What ignorant thing you did today?” Reid snapped.

Luke shot Reid a reproving look.

“I’m sorry, Doctor.”

“That seems to be all you can say,” Reid complained. “Just tell me what it is and we’ll pretend you actually have earned your job title.”

Gretchen cringed.

Luke, feeling badly for the nurse, seized on a sudden plan to rescue her.

“In case it wasn’t obvious, “ Luke interrupted, and told Nurse Gretchen calmly, “I’m gay and Reid and I are dating.” The words felt surprisingly good, but what was even better was the look on Reid’s face as he realized he would now have to be “nice” to Nurse Gretchen.

“Oh- um- fantastic,” the poor nurse was stuttering, her eyes like a trapped rat’s.

“So once more, why are you here?’ Reid asked neutrally, and then seeing Luke’s raised eyebrows, he added “You look nice today, by the way.” He plastered a fake smile on his face at Gretchen.

“Are you saying I normally don’t look nice? “Gretchen asked in a wobbly voice. Tears started in her eyes.

”No –”

“I try my best,” She whined. “But I’m a single mother with two kids, and just brushing my hair and finding clean scrubs takes effort.”

“I – well-“ Reid shot Luke a look of desperation.

“And my ex-husband picks them up and he looks at me just like you do –like I’m an unattractive slob!”

She began to sob loudly. Luke went over and gave her a hug. “Nobody thinks that here, Gretchen. “ Luke told her soothingly. “We all know what a hard worker you are.”

He gave Reid a withering glare over Gretchen’s head. To which Reid mouthed at him not my fault.

“Really?” Gretchen sniffed.

“Yes.” Luke’s mouth twisted. “ Reid told me just the other day that you’re his favorite nurse.”

Gretchen looked up into Luke’s eyes doubtfully, “He did?”

Reid frantically made a slicing motion across his throat at Luke and shook his head.

“Sure.” Luke smiled.

Gretchen turned to Reid.

“I’d love to be in the OR more, Dr. Oliver, if you’d request me.”

Reid just nodded, resigned. “We need stable influences like you in there,” he said dryly, his slight sarcasm floating right over Nurse Gretchen’s empty head.

She beamed at Luke, gave Reid a wary smile, and backed out of the room.

“She didn’t tell you why she was here?” Luke said puzzled.

“She probably forgot. She’s like a preschooler- you have to remind her 20 times a day. Now I have to find a way not to have her in my OR.” Reid scowled at Luke. “You so got the better end of this deal.”

“You know what?” Luke said swiftly and with his usual impulsive generosity. “I’ll release you from it. “

“Really?”

Luke shrugged. After growing up in a world of manners and secrets, the way Reid said exactly what was on his mind was refreshing. Luke really didn’t want him to change. But it had been fun to see Reid squirm.

“Great,“ Reid grinned, and the power of his smile hit Luke forcefully. “Cause I thought I might explode holding back all my insults.”

“I feel like I’m exploding for different reasons,” Luke said before he could stop himself. He saw Reid’s mouth fall open, and Luke dropped his eyes ,”Oh my God! I can’t believe I just said that out loud to you!”

Reid laughed richly. “Are you kidding me? You just made my whole crappy day ! ” He pulled Luke to him and rubbed a hand over Luke’s crotch, confirming Luke’s arousal. Luke’s knees buckled and he might have fallen if Reid hadn’t put his arms around him.

“We- we can’t here,” Luke glanced fearfully at the door.

Reid gently put him on the desk.

He turned and locked the door. “Here and now. ”

He sauntered back to Luke and stroked him again through the material of his pants. “I’m a doctor, after all. I can’t see my boyfriend in pain.”

Luke found his pants unzipped and pulled off in a matter of seconds.

He watched Reid drop down to his knees. Luke was already a puddle of mush at the word, boyfriend. Reid had never said that to him before. Luke closed his eyes as he felt those firm fingers holding him at his base and then gliding slowly down to his tip.

“Now tell me,” Reid said hoarsely, clearly getting turned on by Luke’s obvious lust.

“What?” Luke mumbled as the hand stroked him again. His toes were beginning to curl.

“Suck my cock.” Reid ordered as his mouth nibbled the side of Luke’s thigh. “Say it.”

Luke shook his head back and forth, even as he raised his hips towards Reid’s lips.

“Come on , Luke. Be loud and proud. It’s just us.”

“You suck,” Luke managed, but it came out like an accusation.

“You suck, please,” Reid returned, laughing. Part of him just enjoyed hearing Luke say things in that sweet, polite tone of his, but another part of Reid really did want to begin to encourage Luke to learn how to ask for what he wanted, in and out of bed.

Reid’s tongue gave a small , teasing lick.

“Suck me please!” Luke nearly shouted.

“Good,” Reid murmured and his one hand soothed Luke, gently rubbing circles on his lower back. “And yes, I will.”

Reid slurped Luke into his mouth like a tasty treat.

He took Luke all the way down his throat. Luke’s fingers grabbed onto the desk for support, as his legs clenched. He tried to open them up wider, allowing Reid closer.Reid’s tongue worked the underside of Luke’s erection . His hands cupped Luke’s backside now. With a gasp, Luke felt Reid whole mouth pull at him. He exploded right then, unable to stop himself, trembling with release.

Reid helped clean him up as Luke just slumped down, dazed.

“Okay?,” Reid said softly.

“Well,” Luke considered, “I’m in no pain.”

Reid nodded. “That’s because I’m a damn good doctor.”

“And not a bad boyfriend either, ‘Luke teased, deliberately using the word again out loud.

“So, where do you want to go now?” Reid just smiled, offering him a hand up.

“Oh,” Luke had forgotten everything but the feeling of Reid’s mouth.“I don’t care.” Luke would go anywhere with him. He sighed. “I’m flexible.”

“Yeah, “ Reid answered, his eyes suddenly gleaming , “I remember that about you.”

He led a blushing Luke out the door.


***

At the same moment Reid and Luke were leaving Memorial, Maddie was just coming out of the Oakdale library, a thick stack of novels tucked under her arm. The day was hot and sticky, making Maddie’s thin blouse cling to her skin. She looked down, trying to pull the material away from her, when a familiar voice shouted her name.

Maddie stared at Casey wordlessly. He stood in the center of the street, arrogantly daring any cars to come, his feet planted firmly. His reddish-blond hair was blowing in the humid air, and his eyes were challenging.

Maddie approached him cautiously, unable to believe he was real.

“What? How?” She gasped.

Casey shrugged,” I got released early for good behavior.” His eyes wandered up and down her body. “I see you’re still a geek,” he said finally, nodding to her books.

“Reading doesn’t make me a geek,” Maddie replied automatically, her heart still nearly bursting out of her chest with desire and surprise.

Casey seemed to be about to come closer to her, touch her maybe, but then his eyes filled with something unreadable and he backed away.

“Casey,” Maddie said, hating the vulnerable quality in her voice, the begging, but unable to stop it.

“No,” He shook his head,” Don’t. Like I wrote you, we’ve nothing left. “ His mouth twisted with regret, but his eyes remained cool. “Go home, Maddie,” he told her.

She just watched him stalk off, wondering where it had all gone wrong.

Maddie swallowed the lump in her throat. She really wanted to talk to somebody about this. But Henry, and by extension Vienna, were out. Henry loathed Casey, ever since he had gambled too much and then had stolen to pay his mounting debts . Henry would advise her to not give Casey another thought. Maybe she could talk to Luke about it. He and Casey used to be friends. Luke wouldn’t judge her harshly.

Because regardless of what anybody else thought, she knew Casey. He was not a bad person; he had just made mistakes. The biggest one, in her opinion, was trying to end their own relationship. If Casey Hughes thought she could be dismissed so easily than he forgot who she was. Maddie squared her shoulders determinedly and walked on. She planned to remind Casey of all they had shared and soon.

***
Casey repeated the mantra in his head over and over, ”I’m no good for her,” until he almost cared. He paused outside of the Hughes house, and lit a cigarette, another habit he’d acquired in jail. He blew out a ring of smoke and scowled. It was amazing to be free. To be out of prison and just looking at the sky and sun. But the price was high. So damn high. Maddie was not alone in her sudden misery. Casey wished with all of his heart that he could be with the girl he loved.

Sighing, Casey whipped out his phone and punched the one number saved. When the voice answered, Casey simply said, “I arrived. It’s begun.”

Then, feeling sick at himself but resigned, he walked into his house. He had just traded one prison for another.
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Title: The Last Doughnut
Author: Marsabi
Summary: When Damian disinherits Luke, can he survive in the “real world”? Will he drive Reid crazy in the process? Pairings: Reid/Luke, Maddie/Casey, Henry/Vienna, Lily/Damian, Lucinda/John
Warning: None
Rating: PG – NC-17 (depends on chapter)
This is a companion to Camp Queer.


Part Two - Feeling Hot, Hot, Hot

“Hey, what are you doing? Writing?” Reid asked as he appeared in the waiting room, still in his scrubs. Reid had been working for at least an hour, while Luke had been waiting to resume their date.

“Good deduction, Sherlock.” Luke teased, glancing up from his notebook.

“Thanks, Hemingway.” Reid sat down next to him. “I meant, what are you writing?”

Luke shifted in his chair, crossing his leg over his knee. “Just notes and ideas.”
Luke carried his notebook everywhere now. He had grabbed it from the car, while he had been waiting for Reid. Truthfully, he had been writing a story about the most gorgeous man in the world cooking for his date. That was the creative part, since Reid did not cook at all, unless Luke counted the horrible , runny eggs Reid had given him once. But he had been faithfully trying to capture all the sweet, fluttering feelings of being on a new date.

“When are you going to admit this is what you want?” Reid asked him, tapping at the notebook, “Maybe send something out there?”

“I’ve one semester left of college,” Luke answered shortly, “in marketing.” Damian and Lily had made him give up his writing long ago because it was too “artsy,” which for them had meant too queer. They had insisted on a business degree and Luke was destined, they said, to take over Grimaldi shipping one day. It was too late, in Luke’s mind, to change his major with graduation looming, and he had no idea what Damian would do or say when he came home and faced his now openly gay son. He could only imagine an awful scene.

Reid just looked at him, not fooled at all by Luke’s quick dismissal of his writing. “I have to go back in the ER for about another twenty minutes,” he told Luke, “I just came out to tell you that I’d understand if you don’t want to wait? We can have our big first date another time…”

“No,” Luke assured him, “ I’ll wait. Go ahead.”

“Okay,” Reid smiled and Luke smiled back. Neither of them noticed Chris Hughes observing them together. Their shoulders brushed. Eyes flirted. Then Reid gave Luke a pat on his shoe and stood up.

As Reid went back to work, Luke could not help glancing in appreciation of Reid’s body in his blue scrubs. A happy expression lit up Luke’s whole face.

“Luke?” Chris asked.

Luke jumped. “Oh, Chris. I didn’t see you there.”

“Obviously.” Chris sat down in the seat just occupied by Reid. “Are you seeing Oliver?” Chris asked incredulously.

Luke frowned a little. His family and Chris’s family were friendly, but he did not really know Chris too well.

“I’m not judging you,” Chris hurried to say, seeing Luke’s face. “Or your preferences. Just… Be careful where Reid Oliver is concerned.”

“Why?”

Chris looked at Luke with an earnest, self-righteous expression, “We went to medical school together. Did he mention that?”

Luke shook his head.

“Well, of course not,” Chris said almost angrily, “Reid doesn’t even remember. Anyhow, he was quite player then, if you know what I mean.”

“No, I don’t follow you.”

Chris gave a deep sigh, as if it pained him to tell Luke. “He was out and dating all kinds of guys, one night stands, that sort of thing. “ Chris watched as Luke’s eyes wavered. “And once he had them, well, everybody joked about how Reid never was interested again in them. “

Truthfully, Chris did believe in those rumors he had heard about Reid at medical school. But more importantly, it irked him that Reid did not even recall his presence there. Chris thought that Reid Oliver was such an arrogant, prima donna. He had just charged into the ER now, taking over a patient that Chris was working to help, pushing Chris out of the way. It wasn’t his fault that the patient nearly died on his table. But he could practically hear Reid thinking he was a moron. Worst of all, Bob was falling all over Reid these days. It made Chris furious, but there was nothing he could do.

“Oliver only does casual sex and one-nighters,” Chris said now to Luke. He liked Luke and figured he was doing him a big favor. The sooner he saw the real Reid Oliver, the better.

“It- it’s not like that with us,” Luke said defensively, but doubt colored his voice.
Luke twisted his hands in his lap. He took in a sharp breath.

“Of course not, “Chris smiled. “Still, I’d hate for him to be letting you down gently with pity or something."

“He’s not.”

Chris nodded. “I’ll see you.” He walked off.

Luke closed his notebook. His stomach was queasy. The desire to write gone. He couldn’t help thinking again about the fact that Reid had not touched him in nearly two weeks. Could this just be sympathy ? His happy expression disappeared. Luke waited now for Reid, anxious and deflated. Reid was beautiful, brilliant, confident, sexy…Why would he want somebody as lost as Luke was?

***

“Okay,” Reid said as Luke drove down the road, the humid air blowing into the window, the night now dark , except for a round, full moon, “I’m sorry it was so long. But will you at least talk to me?“

Luke said nothing, his hands gripped tightly on the wheel.

“I’m a doctor, Luke. I’m not going to apologize for it,” Reid said flatly.

“Fine,” Luke replied, his mouth twisted as if he had a sour taste in it.

“Where are you going? Old Town is the opposite way.”

“I don’t know; I was just driving.” Luke turned suddenly. “I guess I’m going home.”

“You want to go to the farm?” Reid asked, confused. “I thought you wanted a first real date and dinner out.” Reid stomach was rumbling. He could go for some of Emma’s home cooking, but he was surprised at Luke. “Not that I don’t like being there with you. I have great hopes of catching you in farm clothes and bare feet, milking the cows, “ Reid joked.

Luke didn’t answer.

“I had to work.” Reid said again. Then he sighed. “Are we going to the farm or not?”

“No, I don’t know, ‘Luke turned again, “I don’t really want to see my dad or grandma right now.“

He stopped the car suddenly.

Reid peered out into the darkness, “Are we at the pond?” He asked.

Luke didn’t answer. He opened the car and slammed the door.

Raising one eyebrow cautiously, Reid followed him.

The heavy air warmed every part of Reid’s flesh, and he could just make out the gentle movement of the pond water.

Luke was at the water’s edge, throwing in some small stones. In the moonlight, Reid could see his expression was both angry and sad at the same time.

“What’s going on?” He asked.

“You tell me, Reid,” Luke answered hostilely. “You tell me! Is this just a – a pity date or something?”

“What?”

Luke began to kick off his shoes and socks. “Cause I don’t need that. Forget that! “

“I don’t know-“

“Was I so bad?” Luke said quickly, turning to look at Reid. All of his insecurities flooding him. “So bad you no longer want to kiss me or anything? “ Luke sniffed loudly and brushed a hand at his eyes. “I was a virgin, you know. I will get better. “ Even as he said it, his cheeks reddened with humiliation. Luke wished he had not said a word. Why couldn’t he be the silent type? Now Reid could see what a fool he was.

Reid was flabbergasted. He tried to logically run the night’s events over in his mind and see where Luke was coming up with all this drama.

Luke let anger overtake him suddenly. Anger was what he needed. He drew on his rage like air. “Was I a one-night stand, huh?” He said in a confrontational tone. “An inconvenience now for the brilliant doctor? Stupid Luke, you don’t know how to get rid of him?”

Luke peeled off his shirt angrily and threw it down.

“What? Why are you- what are you talking about? And why are you getting undressed? “ Reid demanded.

“I’m going for a swim,” Luke snapped wildly. “I’m hot .”

He turned and started down to the water.

“It’s night!” Reid protested.

“So what? I can take care of myself,” Luke said hoarsely. “I can! I’ve been swimming here my whole life. And I’ll tell you something else,” Luke shouted out, startling Reid. “You may not want me anymore,” he unsnapped his pants and tossed them aside. “But there are plenty of guys who will! Plenty of guys will want me,” Luke declared and gestured to himself. He stood there in nothing but tight, white briefs. The moonlight shone down on his luminous skin. His face was full of angry passion.

Reid’s mouth went dry. His whole body clenched in reaction.

“Wait,” He said to Luke, his words barely forming.

Luke ignored him and dove into the water below.

***

Reid cursed and then awkwardly stripped off his own clothes down to his drawers. He stumbled a bit on the rocks, and then followed Luke into the warm, pond water.

“Luke! Listen!”

“No,” Luke shouted and swam away. He was a stronger swimmer than Reid, who was struggling to catch him.

“Do you really want me to drown?” Reid called. He knew that would make Luke feel guilty.

"Maybe!" Luke said in a bitchy tone, but he swam in his direction.

He stopped a few feet from Reid. They were both breathing hard now and treading water.

“What?” Luke demanded petulantly, flipping his hair out of his face.

In the moonlight, Reid tried to scrutinize Luke’s features, but he couldn’t see him too much. Reid made a large splash in the water as he went closer to Luke.

“I’m only saying this once, idiot, so listen up.” Reid’s voice was brusque. “ That night was good. Very good.”

“Really?” Luke’s eyes widened with uncertainty.

“Oh for God’s sake, yes! “ Reid practically shouted. “The next morning, my feet never touched the ground. I think I flew to work. It was that good, bonehead.” He reached for Luke both for balance and to reassure him.

Luke pulled Reid against his body, their legs still kicking in the water.

“Can we go back to the shore?” Reid asked.

“One sec-“ Luke ran a tentative hand up and down Reid’s spine. “You’re being honest? Not just pity?”

Reid shook his head impatiently, “When have you ever known me to offer anybody pity?” He said.

Luke’s face suddenly glowed, “Never!” He declared happily. “Not once.” He nuzzled Reid’s neck.

“Exactly,” Reid said. “So why all this craziness?”

Luke treaded the water and was silent a moment. He thought about telling Reid about Chris, but decided it would only cause Reid trouble at work. “I guess, I wondered why you hadn’t tried to be with me since that night?”

“I was – you were- you just came out of the closet, got kicked out of your house, and –“ Reid rolled his eyes with sudden embarrassment.

“You were-“ Luke searched his face, “trying to be nice?”

When Reid refused to answer, Luke laughed, “I thought you didn’t do nice?”

Reid half-shrugged, “For you, I made an exception.”

They leaned into each other at the same moment. Their lips eager to taste. Wet bodies merged, limbs wrapping around each other. They sank under the water as they shared a deep kiss. Then they pushed back up, bodies still entwined.

“Let’s go back to the grass,” Reid murmured, “and continue this.”

“Wait,” Luke said. At Reid’s puzzlement, Luke shyly smiled, “I have been wanting to share the pond with you anyhow and a swim in the moonlight” He shrugged, “…it’s romantic.”

“Cornball,” Reid taunted, splashing Luke playfully.

Splashing back, Luke dodged Reid as he grinned.

“Hey!” Reid sputtered. The water soaked Reid full in the face.

“You started it!” Luke teased .

“And I’m going to finish it,” Reid vowed. He grabbed for Luke’s foot.

They wrestled happily for a moment.

Then Luke turned and floated on his back. Reid watched Luke moving through the water, his arms and legs spread. His eyes closed. Reid’s gaze became like a silent caress, as it moved over every beautiful inch of Luke’s body. Finally, unable to watch a moment longer without dissolving into whimpering need, Reid willed himself to relax.

Soon Reid was floating too. Luke opened his eyes and glided over to Reid. They both gazed up at the night sky, full of gleaming stars, and they linked their hands together. There were no sounds but the quiet hum of insects and the gently lapping of the water against their skin. They floated some more, heads moving side by side now, just enjoying the humid night.

Reid released Luke’s hand and ran his palm over Luke’s skin from chest to thigh. Then the hand traveled back up its path. Reid stopped floating and treaded water, his body now over Luke’s. Luke’s heart was banging so loudly that he was certain Reid could hear it.

Reid lowered his head down to the wet, exposed skin of Luke’s stomach and let his tongue gently lick at the water there. He circled around Luke, and lowered his head again, this time to Luke’s mouth, tasting those tender, slightly salty lips.

Luke jerked upright in the water and tangled his limbs around Reid’s waist. He stared into Reid’s eyes and smiled hopefully, tilting his head. Reid’s fingers reached out and tightened on his back. Luke opened his mouth and waited. His entire body was throbbing. They kissed again. Time just stopped. Their mouths locked on each other’s.

If anyone was looking, they would see two men embracing in the dark water, their desire for each other burning brightly in the night.

Finally, Reid groaned, and put an end to their kiss. “I am getting exhausted with all this swimming. If we’re going to continue this, I need to get out of here. “
Laughing, Luke led Reid out of the water and helped him to the bank, and then they rested on the grassy hill overlooking the pond.

Reid studied Luke with an intense expression.

“What?” Luke asked. “You look like I’m a science project.”

Reid just shook his head in wonder. “This has to be the strangest date I’ve ever been on,” Reid told him.

“Well,“ Luke answered, “it’s the only date I’ve ever been on.”

They glanced at each other and began to laugh. Reid folded his arms above his head and Luke rested on his shoulder. Reid ran a careless hand through Luke’s damp hair and massaged his scalp lightly with affection.

Their laughter drifted over the pond, filling the night with sound.
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Title: The Last Doughnut
Author: Marsabi
Summary: When Damian disinherits Luke, can he survive in the “real world”? Will he drive Reid crazy in the process? Pairings: Reid/Luke, Maddie/Casey, Henry/Vienna, Lily/Damian, Lucinda/John
Warning: None
Rating: PG – NC-17 (depends on chapter)

A/n: This is a companion to Camp Queer. It is helpful to read that one first. Here is the link:
http://community.livejournal.com/noah_who/13459.html

If you don’t have time to read CQ, you can still enjoy this story by itself. This story opens at Luke and Reid’s first date. Luke has just come out of the closet, but he had a secret relationship with Reid going on. Noah was never his lover, and when Luke came out of the closet, he was rejected by Lily (married to Damian), but accepted by Holden. Thanks traciamc for the read, and cas74 + rtruffles for the encouragement!

Part One - With A Cherry On Top

Danger. Warning. First Date with Near Virgin. Proceed with Caution.

As he waited for Luke, Reid could almost see these signs of trouble flashing in his head. Why had he ever agreed to let Luke pick him up? Why had he agreed to a formal date at all? Reid nervously paced his apartment over Al’s diner. It was Luke’s fault. Luke had turned those Bambi eyes on him and asked him about a real night out on the town. Like a sap, Reid had found himself agreeing. Now he felt ridiculous; like a schoolgirl waiting for prom more than a brilliant neurosurgeon only hours ago performing a procedure on a tricky brain aneurysm.

For Reid, sex had always been just simple fun, a rush of endorphins, an elation at release, like drinking two or three caramel lattes in one shot. That was it. With Luke, however, it was more like a hundred caramel lattes. It had been explosive, euphoric, and beyond anything in Reid’s past experience.

It had all started out as a mission of mercy. Reid had helped Luke accept the fact that he was not straight, practiced some sex moves on him, and assisted him in peeking his cute blond head out of the closet. That was all it was supposed to be.

But then there had been Luke with his goofy grin and tears of joy the night they had finally slept together. . .Usually after sex, Reid just wanted the guy to go away. But with Luke, it was all different. Reid was Luke’s first, and that fact alone made him feel like he was hanging on the top rung of a very high ladder.

And now, they were dating. Reid felt a bead of sweat drip down his forehead. Reid didn’t date. He just had to take things slowly, very slowly.

The doorbell rang. Gulping hard, Reid quickly tucked in his silver dress shirt and eyed his dark slacks in the mirror. Reid snorted at his image. This was what it had come to – he was checking out his own ass.

Frowning, Reid swung open the door.

Luke stood there with a single, pink flower in his hand. His eyes sparkled. He pursed his lips and coyly drew back his head, in what Reid could only describe as a “pretty” face.

“You’re late by fifteen minutes,” Reid greeted him sourly.

“Here,” Luke handed him the rose. Reid impatiently threw the flower on his coffee table, missing the slight flicker of hurt in Luke’s eyes.

He gave Luke a stern glance, and was met with the sheer beauty of Luke’s gaze.

“You look great!” Luke enthused, giving him another one of his sparkly smiles, making Reid scowl more.

Everything about dating irritated Reid: the need for polite exchanges, the games of twenty questions, the boring stories- it was like being in a foreign land. He would nod his head, but confuse the language. Reid understood medicine, chess moves, and dirty sex. What if he failed to offer Luke what he wanted? Worse yet, what if Luke actually wanted to make small talk? Reid cringed. Trouble. Trouble. Too much trouble! The signs in his head went crazy. The pressure was making him choke.

“Let’s go,” Reid grumbled and began to lock his door.

“Are you always this bubbly on your dates?” Luke inquired.

“I don’t go on dates,” snapped Reid.

“I can see why,” Luke mumbled and studied the ground.

The suddenly crestfallen expression on Luke’s face had Reid silently cursing. He had screwed it up already. Reid never regretted a thing usually, but now he wished he could rewind back to the moment Luke had first come to his door. Luke had such a fragile heart and the last thing Reid ever wanted to do was crack it. Reid inhaled deeply. He needed just a moment to calm himself down.

Reid paused. “You know what? I forgot my wallet.” He would go back into his apartment, splash some water on his face, and try again.

Luke shrugged. “ Don’t worry about it. I’ll pay.”

“Thanks Trust Fund, but we at least go dutch.”

“Can you please stop calling me that?” Luke’s smile faltered.

Reid just shrugged. “I’ll just be a minute. Go and wait downstairs.”

***

Luke hesitated on the stairs and sucked in a nervous breath. He had not touched him. Not since that night during Annie’s crisis, when Reid had come home and they’d made love. He had waited in Reid’s apartment, brought pizza and massage oil, and then… Had he done something wrong? Luke had no experience to compare it. For Luke, the night had been magical.

The only relationships Luke understood were with his family members, and most of those were messy and hurtful and left Luke constantly apologizing. He was divided between his two fathers, pulled by them in different directions. He had felt off balance for most of his life, as if he had been tumbling down a dark hole. The expectations on him were so high that it had driven Luke to bury his own feelings and deny his own nature. It was only now that he was attempting to climb his way out and truly try to live. He had no idea what he wanted yet, except for one clear thing in his mind: he wanted Reid. How he wanted him! Just the thought or the whisper of his name could make Luke’s pulse race. Reid. Luke shuddered with both longing and hope. He held the railing a moment as his body quaked. He imagined Reid’s intense gaze as they had made love.

It went beyond the physical yearning though. After Luke had come out to his mom and dad, Reid had been so supportive at the July 4th party, and then helping him move out of his mother and Damian’s house. Reid had been amazing. His mom had taken his siblings and left for Malta on an extended “vacation” until summer was over. Even now, the sting of that rejection made Luke ache. If it had not been for Holden and Reid’s support, Luke might have crumbled. He wondered now what would happen when Damian and Lily and the kids all returned. But he was so much happier at the farm with Emma and Holden. He was so much happier not having to act straight all the time- it had been exhausting.

Luke glanced at Reid’s door and then continued down the steps. Why hadn’t Reid even tried to kiss him again? He chewed his lip and worried. His gut wrenched . Maybe he had not really satisfied Reid that night? That was the real question burning behind Luke’s uncertainty. But how do you ask your new boyfriend on your official first date a question like that?

***

Luke went down the stairs and into Al’s. Of course, Reid would live above a diner, with all that food waiting just below. The diner was quiet at this hour. Only Henry was there, behind the counter , cleaning up.

“Luke!” He called surprised. “What are you doing here?”

“Er- “ Luke swallowed hard. He took a deep breath. “I’m on a date.”

“What?” Henry frowned. “Maddie said you guys were just pretending to date- that she was just distracting me from that no good Casey. Thank God he’s still in jail.”

"Yes, but-“

“So you’re not on a date with her?”

“I’m uh,” Luke examined his shoes, “ dating somebody else now. A man. “ His whole stomach twisted as he added,” I’m gay.” Luke’s heart beat with fear as he waited for Henry to react.

“You’re gay?” Henry repeated. “Does Maddie know?”

“Yes,” Luke nodded. He could tell that Henry was not disgusted or anything, unlike his own mother, and he felt the tension inside of him ease.

“You’re gay?” Henry said again.

“He was the other night, when I had him in my bed,” Reid quipped, coming into the room

Luke blushed all over. “Reid!” He hissed.

“What?”

“Do you have any manners,” Luke said back, crimson now.

“You’re dating him?” Henry said to Luke. “Really? It’s fine your gay and all, but him! Anybody but Oliver!”

“Now, now Hank- “ Reid drawled , “Don’t be jealous.”

Henry looked at Luke pleadingly, “You’re a nice kid. Run away from him- far away.”

“You still can’t have me,” Reid deadpanned to Henry.

“I don’t want you! I’m straight.”

“Come on Hank, I’ve seen the dress. “ Reid raised his eyebrows suggestively. “ We all know you long to be the next RuPaul.”

Luke looked from Henry to Reid in confusion.

“Ignore them , Luke,” Vienna instructed , as she came from the kitchen with Maddie in tow. “They bicker like two dogs.”

“If anybody should be upset about Reid and Luke, “ Maddie declared ,“it should be me. Luke was my boyfriend first,” she batted her eyes, kiddingly.

“You know, just wait until your rent check bounces, Oliver,” Henry was threatening, “just once.”

Reid had stopped listening to him and was busy opening up the cookie jar that sat on the counter.

Henry looked back at Luke, “Flee now,” he said. “And you’re paying for those cookies,” he told Reid.

“Don’t get a tear in your pantyhose,” Reid answered, throwing down a few dollars.

“Oh Henry,” Maddie groaned, “not drag night again?”

“Henry makes a delightful girl,” Vienna said.

“You- you’re gay too?” Luke asked Henry, bewildered.

“Of course not,” Henry said, while he rummaged around for the fixings of a martini, “ I love Vienna. She just likes it when I put on some silk.”

At Luke’s open mouth, Vienna squeezed his cheeks, “So innocent, this one.”

“Henry tries to embrace his inner gay,” Reid offered, chewing another frosted cookie, “but the real mystery here is why Vienna wants him at all.” Reid turned to Vienna. “You sure you don’t want me to take a look inside your brain? Could be some damage you just don’t know about?”

“I’m sure,” Vienna said.

“Great,” Henry whined, “I have to deal with Oliver and I’m out of alcohol. “ He looked up to the heavens. “That’s just dirty play.”

“How about you, Luke? “ Maddie teased. “You sure about the gay thing, right?’ Maddie gave him a smile.

Luke nodded. “I’m sure.”

“Too bad.” Maddie sighed. “ All the ones I like are gay or in jail.” Maddie looped a friendly arm through his.

“We straight gals can all mourn the loss of Luke, “ Vienna grinned, taking his other arm.

Finally relaxing with the easy and warm acceptance from them, Luke laughed.

“Aren’t you going to fight for him?” Henry said to Reid dryly. “Because either of my girls here can kick your butt.”

Reid was shoveling in a few more cookies at record speed. “ I don’t fight. I might hurt my hands,” Reid retorted licking icing off of his fingers.

“Aren’t we going to dinner?” Luke asked, watching Reid.

Reid shrugged, “A pre-dinner snack.”

“Tell Luke he looks good,” Vienna instructed Reid. “Doesn’t he look good?”

Reid pretended to examine Luke closely, taking in the spiked blond hair and fit of his expensive blue suit. “He’ll do. “ Reid said. Then Reid gently touched Luke’s cheek. “Ready?”

Luke ducked his head in an endearing manner, “Sure.”

“Aww! “ Maddie and Vienna both exclaimed . They released Luke to Reid and smiled.

“Take care of him!” Vienna said.

“Show him a nice time,” Maddie added.

Reid rolled his eyes at them. “Next you’ll want me to check that he has clean underwear.”

“No, we want Luke to keep his pants on,” Vienna scolded and Reid gave a bark of laughter.

Luke blushed again .

Henry just shook his head. “You poor kid. Like a lamb to the slaughter.“

***

As they walked through Old Town , Reid took Luke by the hand. Their fingertips touched lightly, sending delicious, electric currents through Luke’s entire body. But then he darted a glance all around him and Luke tugged his hand away. He jammed them into his pockets.

“Watch out!” Reid said.

“What?”

“A homophobe – over there by the bench- “ Reid gestured to an overweight man.

“Reid!”

“And another Luke, hide! I think one is coming at us now,” Reid taunted, pointing at a small girl and her mother.

“Okay,” Luke muttered, “You’ve made your point.”

“Really? Cause if you think the fat guy is about to rush us- I have 911 on the speed-dial.”

Luke stopped walking. “It isn’t easy for me still, alright?”

Reid stopped walking too. “Not everybody in town is full of hate for homosexuals,” he said to Luke quietly. “Some people maybe, but there are plenty of others who just don’t care if two guys are holding hands.”

Luke shifted his feet. “That, as you well know, has not been my experience.” In the past, Luke had been sent to a camp to “fix” his gay impulses and his family had not supported his sexuality at all. They had convinced Luke that a homosexual lifestyle was immoral and that most people would agree with this view. He glared at Reid. “And stop making fun of me.”

Reid pulled at his hair, “But making fun of you is so entertaining.”

“You are such a jerk,” Luke put his hands over his eyes and shook his head, but amusement was in his voice now. “How can I be dating such a jerk?”

“Pretty much, I’m always a jerk,” Reid agreed.

“Are you ever going to learn some manners?” Luke asked.

“Depends,” Reid’s eyes flirted with him a little, “Are you ever going to be comfortable being out ?”

They stared at each other a moment.

“Okay,” Luke drawled slowly, suddenly feeling silly. “I’ll make you a deal. I will come out to more and more people and in return…you have to be nice to them.” Luke absently brushed some cookie crumbs from Reid’s shirt.

“Nice?” Reid scowled. “ I don’t do nice. I didn’t say I –“

“Afraid?” Luke smiled.

“Hardly.” Reid scoffed. “Fine. For every person you come out to in the next few weeks, I’ll be nice. “

“Agreed.”

“Great. Give me back your hand then.”

Luke did. They began to walk some more. Luke did feel like some people’s eyes were on him, but he was determined to ignore the looks he felt and concentrate on Reid.

Besides, Luke craved the touch of Reid’s firm fingers woven with his. The was a tingling in Luke’s body as their palms met. My boyfriend . Luke’s heart leapt at the thought. He snuck a peek at Reid. Now if he could only get him alone and get a kiss again…

“Where are we headed , anyhow?” Luke asked.

“This French restaurant that Vienna told me about. It’s the only fine dining in Oakhell.“
Reid glanced at Luke. “Is that okay?” He wanted to treat Luke to a special place for their very first date. The place cost big bucks and Reid had actually saved a little from his last paycheck.

Luke nodded, “Sure. “

Luke did not have the heart to tell him that restaurant was a favorite of Damian’s. Luke had been there many times over.

“You like French food, right? ” Personally, Reid liked the food at places like Al’s, but he knew Luke came from a sophisticated background. Besides, you don’t give your boyfriend a first date of burgers and fries.

“Absolutely!” Luke heard the unspoken concern in Reid’s voice and responded to it immediately. He would have preferred a good burger and fries to French cuisine, but he never wanted to hurt Reid’s feelings by changing his plans.

“Good,” Reid said with relief.

“Great,” Luke smiled.

They reached the front of the restaurant. Luke dropped hands and they went inside the door.

The host warmly greeted Luke.

“Mr. Grimaldi!”

“Snyder,” Luke told him.

“Are your parents coming too?” The host asked him pleasantly.

“No- um- no.”

“How many in your party tonight? “ The man asked.

“Two, just me and- “ Luke suddenly was sweating, he didn’t look at Reid. “my friend.”

“Under the name Oliver,” Reid said.

As the host hurried away to check Reid’s reservation, Reid leaned down to Luke’s ear and whispered, “Now, who’s the chicken?”

“I’m just-“

“Bock Bock,” Reid said, smirking. Then he glanced around the restaurant. “Hmm, who will I be an asshole to first?” His eyes were gleaming with mischief.

“Fine!” Luke pouted. “I’ll tell this guy we’re on a date.”

“That’s the spirit, “ Reid said with mock encouragement,” Just tell him, I’m a fag as he serves you foie gras and cherries jubilee.”

“Reid! “ Luke squealed in protest, “You really have no boundaries do you?”

Reid shrugged, “I don’t believe in pretense,” he said, “life’s too short.”

“Yeah,” Luke answered softly.

He suddenly thought about his friend Armand, who had been his bunkmate at Camp Straight Heart. He had killed himself rather than face the world as a gay man. Learning about the suicide, had been one of the central forces that had motivated Luke to come out. The other force, of course, had been Reid. He swept his gaze over Reid’s lean frame. Maybe Reid had a point about just being honest.

The host came back,” We have your family’s favorite table open,” he told them.

“Wait,” Reid said in confusion, “you’ve been here enough to have your own table? “ He narrowed his eyes. “How many times?”

Luke shrugged and didn’t look at him.

“Oh the Grimaldis come here often, “ the host told Reid happily, “they actually own the building.”

“Terrific.” Reid shot Luke a look. Luke pretended not to notice.

“It’s fine, “ Luke tried to reassure him. “The food is fantastic here.”

Just then Reid’s pager went off. He glanced at it, still upset that his big fancy dinner for Luke was not really special. He read the text and groaned.

“Emergency. It says they need my help.”He glanced at Luke regretfully. “I don’t think it’s a long one, want to come and wait while I do this? Or you could stay and eat…? ”

“No, I’ll go with you.” Luke’s sudden smile took Reid’s breath away. “Let’s continue our date.”

They left the restaurant and headed for Memorial.
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Title: The Best Revenge – One Shot Story
Author: Marsabi
Summary: Luke is really furious and decides to do something about it…
Warning: A and P (angst and porn)
Rating: NC-17

On a frigid January day, when he was supposed to be flying out to Dallas, Luke Snyder was running late and needed to return to his home and grab a forgotten suitcase. Opening up his bedroom door, he found what he first thought was just his boyfriend, Noah, asleep in their bed. But even after Luke turned on the light, it took him a full moment of being stunned to realize that there were two bodies sprawled out on the mattress. Noah was on the left side, open-mouthed and drooling as usual, but on the right side, Luke’s side, was Mason. At first, Luke’s brain simply could not compute the sight of the two men, and then, when he finally overcame his immense shock, he groped with one hand to the bathroom, where he promptly became ill. Inside the bathroom, he saw further evidence. Noah and Mason’s clothes were carelessly thrown all over the floor, a used condom was in the trash. For weeks now, Noah had denied it, making Luke think it was all in his head – that he was the crazy one. But now, here was the proof of betrayal and it stung so deeply.

His head whirling, Luke left the bathroom, passed the two sleeping men, and blindly grabbed his suitcase from the closet. He legs nearly gave way for a moment, as he looked once more at them. He considered waking up Mason and pounding on his tanned stomach and pulling at his bleached hair until the man screamed. He considered waking Noah and dragging his head over to the toilet and drowning him in it. Any love Luke felt for his boyfriend, and their rocky relationship, was now done. A single instant had killed it like a dog struck in the road. So Luke didn’t bother to wake either man. He simply left. All he had now was his rage. As he flew down the stairs, the computer with Noah and Mason’s film on the screen caught his eye. Luke took a step over to it, deleted the files, and deliberately pocketed the flash drive. In the dirty snow, Luke smashed the flash drive with his heel. He kicked the snow on the top of it, ignoring the bite of the bitter wind, and left.

***

Arriving at his hotel in Dallas, Luke found a man waiting outside of his door. He was dressed in doctor’s scrubs and scowling.

“Yes?” Luke asked, trying to be polite.

“Luke Snyder?” The man demanded.

Luke gave a curt nod.

“Dr. Reid Oliver. I wanted to talk to you about this grant proposal from your foundation.”

Luke sighed and opened the door to his room. Dr. Oliver followed. Luke turned.

“I’m hearing from all the doctors tomorrow morning.”

“No,” Dr. Oliver told him, “You need to hear from me now! I don’t have time to waste on these,” He gestured to some papers in his hand, “useless ideas.”

Luke glanced at the papers. “Those are my useless ideas,” He said angrily, he was easy to anger today, “and why is patient care useless?”

“I’m not here to hold a family member’s hand,” Dr. Oliver said in disgust. “Let them cry somewhere else. We don’t need a family wing, we need equipment. You know, “ he tapped Luke on the side of the head, “to actually fix a brain?”

Luke shoved him away.

“You’re an ass!” Luke said hotly.

“Yeah,” Reid Oliver snorted, “it’s my mantra. “

He shoved Luke back. “And you’re a naive idiot.”

Their bodies were close together, their mouths pinched and furious with each other. Dr. Oliver still had his hand on Luke’s arm. His fingers instinctively tightened as a sexual heat suddenly swept over him.

The heat exploded for Luke too, and he welcomed it. He had been tempted to drink during his whole day. He had denied his craving. But now, another longing filled his body and this time he did not have to ignore it.

He shoved at Dr. Oliver and then grabbed his hair. They were looking at each other closely, eye level and eager with anticipation. Their lips met in greedy hunger.

***

“I like it quick,” the doctor said. And he pushed Luke over to the bed. In a matter of seconds, they had both stripped off their clothes. Their limbs tangled and mouths kissed punishingly, and Luke spit and thrust one finger into Reid’s hole. Luke palmed the firm ass with one hand and used his finger with the other. Then he released a panting Reid.

“I like it loud,” Luke demanded and Reid soon moaned in agreement. Luke forced Reid’s body back and took his erection into his mouth. Every time Dr. Oliver shouted, Luke sucked harder. Reid’s hands fisted around as Luke tongued the sensitive ridges. He shoved Reid’s thighs apart forcefully. Just as the tension built to a feverish pitch, Luke stopped and pulled away as the doctor came in a shuddering climax all over the sheets.

Luke smiled, baring his teeth.

“I like to tease,” Luke said. And swiped a finger into the sticky cum. He ran that finger over the doctor’s open mouth. Reid began to taste himself off of Luke’s finger.

“I like it dirty,” Reid answered, and maneuvered Luke down on his stomach. He spread Luke open and entered Luke with his tongue.

Now it was Luke doing the shouting and whimpering as that pushing tongue made its way into him. His muscles were quaking, his body was slick with sweat.

***

“I’m going to top,” Luke ordered later . He had never topped before and suddenly wanted to be inside of somebody, buried deep. He flipped Reid over and pulled at his legs.

Reid rolled the condom onto Luke’s throbbing, leaking member. They were both breathing heavily. Luke pressed his tip at Reid’s crack. He rubbed it up and down.

Pausing a moment, Luke found his eyes locking onto the doctor’s blue gaze. To Luke’s complete surprise, there was a half-smile on Reid Oliver’s lips.

“So fuck me already,” he said to Luke, and raised his legs up over Luke’s shoulders.

***

Never had it been so good, so good, so good….

***

Their bodies collapsed, bruised and battered like survivors of a storm.

Luke felt strangely light. His limbs humming with satisfaction. He turned his head to Doctor Oliver.

Without thinking about it, Luke reached out his hand and tentatively touched the doctor on his cheek.

“I’m not going to call you,” Reid told him.

“I’m not calling you either,” Luke replied.

They both smiled at the same time, and it was like daylight coming in after the dark.

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