Luke and Reid have been making out on Reid's bed for awhile now, the baseball game on the tv long forgotten. They are both breathing hard. Reid's shirt is unbuttoned, and Luke's t-shirt is pushed up to his chest. Their lips are red, and Luke's got a light hickey on the side of his neck. When Reid brushes his thumb over Luke's hardened nipple,
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Guh.
Now I kind of want a fic where Reid makes Luke's fantasy happen....
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I get that Reid is frustrated.
I hope Luke moves on to more exploration after this soon.
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Reid's prosaic manner could be weird, but to me it's jus hilarious!
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