FIC - Its still just love... (5/?)
Title: It's still just love… (5/?)
Author: wheelie47
Rating: NC17 for this chapter.
Pairing: Luke and Noah.
Word count: 3,991
Disclaimer: Don’t own characters, am not associated in any way with ATWT, Van and Jake. No offence intended.
Summary: Noah Mayer is struggling to make ends meet; trying to keep his garden centre open and desperate to hold onto his research grant from the Institute of Agronomic Research. And he never seems to have time… no time for a life and definitely no time for a boyfriend.
Luciano Grimaldi hates everything about his life and he is so far in the closet where his parents concerned, that he even has a girlfriend, Maddie, to prove it…
AN: This is an AU story based on a French film called “Juste une question d’amour”.Many thanks to hollyoaks1021 for the wonderful artwork. Thanks Sally <3
“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” Each expletive was punctuated with a kick or a punch to the cardboard packaging that a delivery of books had arrived in. Luckily for the books and for Luke, he'd already unpacked them!
One look at Luke's face when he arrived told Mr. Wade, the book store owner, that there was absolutely no point in putting the young man behind the counter tonight or anywhere where the customers would see him for that matter, not if he wanted them to come back.
So Luke had found himself confined to the storeroom and taking his frustration out on a cardboard box. His life had just taken one big giant leap from being complicated to being a total fucking mess. Not only was he in a sham of a relationship with his best friend just to keep his parents blissfully unaware that he was gay, now he was finding himself falling for the handsome hunk of the garden centre owner and he didn’t even know for sure if the guy was gay. But, that touch… there was no mistaking that touch or the way Noah had looked at him in the dimly lit truck. Was there?
“Fuck!” the blonde repeated with a vicious kick to the offending cardboard.
“What’s it done to you?” Maddie asked incredulously as she opened the store room door, masterfully balancing two steaming aromatic mugs of coffee and two blueberry muffins to find her friend beating the hell out of what had been a cardboard box. She’d arrived late for her shift; Luke had already been assigned to unpacking the delivery and her break was the first time she’d got a chance to say hello.
“Nothing,” Luke muttered glumly as he dramatically threw himself down into one of the two threadbare and battered armchairs that Mr.Wade kept in the storeroom for employee breaks. He immediately wished he hadn't when one of the chair springs viciously poked him in the back. “Ouch!” he grumbled and shot forward to the edge of the seat, his hand reaching around to rub at the sore spot. Great! Now he was being attacked by inanimate objects!
“Then what's wrong?” Maddie asked as she handed her friend his coffee before she tentatively eased down into the other armchair opposite Luke; not wanting to risk the same fate as his back.
Luke gratefully accepted the steaming mug from Maddie and he cradled it in both of his hands before taking a sip. Swallowing, he rolled his eyes at her over the rim. “Men!”
“Men?! Are we talking about men in general… because I completely agree!” Maddie lent forward in interest as she tore off a piece of muffin and popped it into her mouth. She'd never had much luck with men; in fact there was only one man she'd ever met that she would readily give her heart to if he would only ask. Trouble was, she thought as she looked over at Luke with a spark of sadness in her chest, he was never… ever… going to ask. Because he was totally gay.
“Or is it one man in particular?” She blinked away the yearning and tried to focus on the question in hand.
“One,” Luke replied, his voice barely above a whisper. “I… I think I'm falling for him, Mads.” Even as the muttered words came out of his mouth they took him by surprise. But in the same instance everything slotted into place. Even though Noah Mayer had originally irritated the hell out of him, they had become closer over the last few days. Today they seemed to have been dancing around each other, with little hints here and there but never revealing anything more. And that touch? His fingers worked around the rim of the mug, tingling as if they seemed to remember the imprint of Noah's touch.
“Him? Him who?” his friend asked interrupting his train of thought.
“Noah. Noah Mayer.” Even the name sounded different on his lips now.
“Noah Mayer?! That handsome hunk of a garden centre owner is gay? That's just not fair… all the handsome men are gay!” she lamented.
“Yes. No. Maybe… I don't know!” Luke shrugged helplessly. He really couldn't be sure; all he had to go on was intuition and that touch.
“Well,” Maddie snorted derisively and shook her head slowly. “That clears everything up and makes perfect sense!”
“I don't know, Mads,” Luke replied and slumped back in the chair. He shot forward, nearly spilling his coffee as the forgotten but unrelenting spring jabbed him again. “My gaydar is far from perfect. In fact, I think it might be broken; remember Kevin?”
Kevin… how could Maddie ever forget that jerk?! The first guy that Luke had ever been brave enough to admit he had feelings for had rejected him and put such a distance between the two of them so quickly that an Olympic athlete would’ve been proud.
“He was an idiot and you deserve better… so much better!” she consoled. “But what makes you think Noah is gay? And I thought you couldn't stand him?”
Her friend tried to explain the looks and the flirting but the harder he tried the more jumbled his words became ending in a pathetic sounding, “…and then we touched in his truck.”
“Touched?” Her mind raced ahead and imagined open-mouthed kisses and wandering hands.
Oblivious Luke replied. “Yeah, I dropped my phone and our fingers touched when he passed it to me.” God, that sounded worse than pathetic… even to him. Had he imagined the whole thing?”
Maddie sighed. “You know that sounds like a trashy romance novel or a day-time soap, don't you, Luke?”
“Yeah… I know,” Luke replied dejectedly, his shoulders slumping.
His friend tried to be helpful; she really did wish that Luke could find happiness and someone to love. “You're just going to have to talk to him about it. Ask him what's going on.”
He took another sip of coffee before nodding. He knew she was right but he just couldn't imagine how that conversation would go…
…
“Do you want to go to Al’s… maybe get a burger or something?” Luke asked Maddie as they wearily headed out of the bookstore at the end of their shift. It was late but he didn’t feel like going back to the dorms just yet… it would give him too much time to think about what had happened with Noah.
Maddie shrugged. “Sure, but you’re buying!” She linked her arm through his and they started to turn in the direction of the diner.
Before they could take more than a couple of steps a deep, rich baritone called out from behind them.“Luke!”
Luke knew who it was before he turned to face in the direction the voice had come from. He was just in time to see Noah push his tall frame up off the bench where the other man had been sitting, obviously waiting for Luke to end his shift.
As the tall handsome brunette made his way over to them Luke seemed to have lost the power of movement and speech and was only able to watch Noah's approach in wide-eyed wonder. Maddie was the first of the two of them to make a move. She turned to face Luke and whispered into his ear. “I thought you'd told me everything!” she said incredulously before turning back and smiling widely up at Noah as he stopped in front of them.
“Hi.” Noah's voice was softly spoken, almost shy as he smiled between the two of them before turning his attention solely on Luke. “I… um… I didn't know how you would get home and… huh… seeing as I wasn't doing anything else I thought I'd…”
“Oh… no, it's OK. Maddie's got a car and…” Luke's voice petered out as he saw the other man glance sideward at Maddie before casting his eyes down to the ground. Wait! He'd already told Noah that he was meeting Maddie at the bookstore and the garden centre owner had already seen Maddie drop Luke off at the nursery… so he knew that she had a car. The blonde's heart started to race at the thought of what that could mean. Could it be that he'd been right about the dark-haired hunk?!
“I'm sorry. I'm such an idiot!” Noah said as he flicked his eyes back up to meet Luke's questioning stare.
“No… wait!” Luke started as Noah began to turn away. “We were just going to Al's. Do you wanna join us?”
Before the taller man could reply Maddie jumped in. “Actually, thinking about it, I can't… not tonight. It'll have to be just the two of you.” She could feel the intensity of her friend’s open-mouthed stare as she continued. “There's somewhere else I need to be. Luke will explain.”
Before she turned to walk away in the opposite direction she lent over to Luke and whispered to him as she placed a kiss to his cheek. “He's hot, sweet and totally into you! You were right. Have fun!”
The two of them stood side by side watching Maddie's petite form until she disappeared from sight. When she was gone Noah turned to face the other man. “We need to talk,” he said before he headed off in the direction of his truck…
…
“This wasn't exactly where I had in mind when you said we needed to talk,” Luke muttered sullenly to Noah's back as he watched the taller man lean down to unlock the door leading to the lab and his living quarters at the nursery. The car ride over had been awkward to say the least; neither man seemingly able to be the first to start the conversation. So they had descended into an uncertain silence; both lost in their own thoughts, wondering what the other was thinking and feeling.
“I know… and I'm sorry,” Noah replied, his frustration building at his seemingly inability to open the door. “It's just that I didn't think I'd be away this long so I hadn't cleared things away properly. It won't take more than ten minutes and then I promise I'll drop you off at the dorms.” And hopefully we can have that heart-to-heart we sorely need, Noah added to himself.
Luke continued to watch the other man struggling to open the door; his eyes tracing a path up Noah's back; roaming over the dark green T-shirt he wore, up to the expanse of skin above the material and on to the dark curls where the brunette’s hairline began.
Suddenly something inside Luke snapped; he was so tired of this frustrating tango they both were performing and he was so… so tired of pretending to be something he wasn’t.
Without warning he surged forward and pressed himself flush against the taller man’s body, his lips attaching to the exposed neckline. He felt Noah stiffen at the exact same moment the door sprung open, spilling them both through the opening and onto the floor beyond.
It took the handsome brunette several seconds to realise that, not only was he pressed to the cold surface of the linoleum hall flooring but the contrasting heat of Luke's torso was still covering his back. More than time enough for him to simultaneously register the open-mouthed hungry kisses that devoured a path up to the sensitive spot behind his ear lobe and the growing hardness of the blonde’s denim covered cock lodged against his ass.
The initial shock gave way to an intense stirring deep inside Noah that had been buried for far too long. “Luukkke,” he groaned long and hard as he pushed up onto his forearms, intent on turning in the smaller man's embrace so he could consume those supple moist lips with his own.
Suddenly they were face-to-face and Noah's breath hitched in his throat as he saw those expressive hazel orbs had turned several shades darker with the sheer intensity of Luke's desire. They couldn't get enough of each other as lips slid against lips, tongue sparred against tongue, stubble rasped against stubble, hands frantically roamed broad shoulders and muscled necks and fingers curled into tresses struggling to get that bit closer and to feel that much more.
Almost subconsciously Noah found himself vaguely aware that his hands seemed to have taken on a life of their own. They had unclenched themselves from the blonde locks and were making their way down the expanse of Luke's back, heading toward the hem of his burgundy T-shirt.
In one fluid motion, Noah grasped and yanked the offending material up and over the blonde’s head, tossing it carelessly to one side. “So hot!” the handsome brunette murmured as his eager fingers reached out to comb through the soft dusting of chest hair that was now fully revealed. His fingertips sought out the hardening flesh of Luke's pert nipple, tweaking and rubbing to make the younger man writhe against him in open-mouthed ecstasy. Taking the opportunity he captured Luke’s lips with his again, flicking his tongue past willing and parted lips. He felt his own cock harden as the smaller man’s moans vibrated against his lips.
The sensual feeling of his fingers on Luke's bare chest and his lips against the other man's intensified Noah's desire. But it also reminded him of the reality of what they were doing. Luke had a girlfriend!
“No. No… wait!” Noah panted as he managed with almost superhuman resolve to plant both of his hands firmly on the blonde's chest and pushed far enough back to break the kiss and look him the eye. “What about your girlfriend?” He couldn't do that to somebody else; he'd been on the painful end of a cheating relationship once before. And, straight or gay, it still hurt like hell. No, he couldn't do that.
“What?” Luke asked uncomprehendingly. His brain couldn't understand how the other man had broken their mind blowing kiss and was now muttering something about girlfriends. How could Noah even think about anything other than what they were doing right now?!
“Maddie?!” Noah tried again, his hands still firmly in place on Luke's chest.
“Maddie?!” the blonde repeated blankly before it finally sunk in. Noah still thought that he and Maddie were together! A short sarcastic laugh escaped his lips at the irony.
“What’s so funny?” Noah asked, an eyebrow cocking questioningly.
“She’s not my girlfriend. We’re just friends!” He couldn’t believe he was having to explain this now!
“Really?!” The eyebrow arched even higher.
“Yes! Does this feel like I’m straight to you?!” He bucked his hips down onto Noah’s, rolling his erection against the handsome brunette’s to create a delicious friction that tantalised and spoke of what was to come.
“You might be bi,” Noah grunted, trying to suppress a groan. Fuck! It had been way too long since he’d felt this aroused.
Luke leaned in, his breath ghosting hot against Noah’s lips. “Nope. 100% gay!” He captured those oh so kissable lips with his again; pouring everything he had into it to convince the other man.
Noah pulled back breathlessly and searched Luke’s face for any hint of deceit. The honesty and intensity of the blonde’s stare coupled with his own powerful need was more than enough to convince him. Further explanations would come later… right now he needed to… had to… see more and feel more of Luke.
Without another word, Noah pushed on Luke’s chest and scrambled to his feet, pulling the other man up with him and led him willingly toward the bed.
Luke crashed backward onto the bed, his chest heaving and his face flushed as he looked up at Noah. In an instant the handsome brunette almost pounced on him; deep and desperate kisses covering his lips, jaw, prominent chin and down his neck to his chest. Noah took his time biting, kissing and licking a moist path down through Luke's chest hair to suck each jutting nipple into his mouth in turn, smirking lustfully around the flesh at the moans of approval coming from above him.
Noah finally reached the belt buckle of Luke's black jeans, his fingers tracing delicate patterns over the trail of hair disappearing out of sight. He marvelled at the involuntary shudder and gasp that his touch created. Eager fingers made short work of un-clasping the belt, popping the button and undoing the zip to reveal white boxer briefs that barely contained the blonde's straining cock.
Pausing to mouth the hard flesh through the cotton, Noah backed off the bed and hurriedly untied and removed Luke’s trainers, dropping them to the floor with a dull thud.
Crawling back up Luke's body, he curled his fingers into the waistband of the boxer briefs and yanked both the blonde's underwear and jeans down over slim hips and long legs as Luke eased up to help him.
Standing again, the handsome brunette pulled the clothing free of Luke's feet and traced his eyes greedily up the other man’s body, now in all its naked and hard glory… Luke’s leaking cock arching proudly up toward his bellybutton.
Looking up at the taller man, Luke’s breath caught in his chest as he saw the need plain in Noah’s face. But he was also painfully aware that, whilst he was completely naked, Noah was still fully clothed.
“Need to…” Luke’s fingers reached out to the other man and Noah instinctively realised what the blonde meant.
“Sorry,” he mumbled with a lopsided grin as he reached his arms up to pull his own T-shirt up and over his head, dropping it onto the rapidly growing pile at the foot of the bed.
Luke eagerly sat up and scooted toward the edge of the bed, fingers itching to roam over the contoured muscles of Noah's chest.
“God! You're so… so beautiful,” Luke struggled to find the right words and knew that they didn't do the handsome brunette justice. He couldn't help but smile at the adorably embarrassed sound that came from above him. This man obviously didn't know the true effect he had on other people.
The blonde reached out and freed Noah's cock from the uncomfortable confines of his jeans and underwear. Luke took a moment just to admire the look and feel of it in his hand… everything just felt so right… and seemed to fit so perfectly. He looked up at the other man, seeking for and immediately getting an eager nod of approval before sinking his mouth as far over Noah's length as he could.
“Luuuke,” Noah breathed out as the other man worked his lips and tongue up and down his cock, teeth occasionally catching the sensitive skin to be just this side of painful and making Noah harder than he'd ever been before.
Noah grasped the blonde locks with both hands as Luke continued to work his length, the younger man’s free hand cupping and rolling his balls. He knew he wasn’t going to last long and he didn’t want to come like this…he wanted to come buried deep inside Luke.
He tugged on Luke’s hair, gently but insistently, and couldn’t stop a whine escaping his lips when the blonde pulled of his cock with a loud pop.
“Huh?” Luke looked up at him uncomprehendingly, his stretched lips glistening with a mixture of saliva and pre-cum, his hand still wrapped around the base of Noah's cock.
“I want to…” Noah didn't even have to complete his sentence before Luke understood and nodded. The blonde released Noah's cock and silently flipped over on the bed; his head buried deep in a pillow, his ass raised and waiting.
Noah stood still almost frozen to the spot and he felt an intense ache in his heart, wondering just what kind of self-serving men Luke had been with that made the handsome blonde so easily subservient.
Noah toed off his trainers and slipped the rest of the way out of his jeans and underwear before easing himself down onto Luke's back, shuddering at the erotic feeling of finally being skin against skin. “No, Luke,” he breathed into the other man’s ear before sucking on the earlobe. “Not like this… I want to see your face.”
He grasped Luke’s shoulder and eased up so the other man could turn beneath him. The look of surprised gratitude on Luke’s face urged Noah to smother those bow shaped lips with his and he swallowed their combined groan as the velvet hardness of their cocks ground together.
Gasping for breath and fuelled with the desire to speed things up, the handsome brunette pulled back and reached over to the bedside table, grabbing long-neglected supplies. Just as eager, Luke planted both feet flat on the bed and let his knees fall apart.
Noah poured a generous amount of lube over his fingers and used his index finger to tease Luke’s exposed hole before slipping in, gradually working it in and out before adding another to stretch Luke open as his other hand stroked the blonde’s cock to ease away the burn.
Luke watched in wonder at Noah’s careful preparations. When Marc had died, Luke had dived head first into his own kind of self destructive spiral. In an effort to ease the pain… to numb the ache... he had let himself be fucked by any man that showed an interest. Anywhere. Dingy bar bathrooms… dark alleys… back seats of cars. He had increasingly found that the ecstasy of his climax was only a quick release and left him feeling empty and used. But the need kept driving him on. Luke had been lost and out of control. Looking back, he was more than surprised that word hadn’t gotten back to his parents or family but he'd been lucky… very lucky. If it wasn’t for Maddie, he often wondered just how far he would have fallen.
So to have Noah treat him so gently, like he was the most precious and important thing in the world to him right then and there was overwhelming and Luke could feel the tears building.
The handsome brunette's trail of kisses up his chest and the feel of his condom covered cock paused, ready to slide into him pulled Luke back to the present.
“OK?” Noah asked as he looked into Luke's eyes, sensing a change in the other man.
Luke swallowed and nodded, shifting slightly to hook one ankle over Noah's hip… pulling him closer and urging him on. He gasped when Noah breached his muscle and slid into him, the last breath of the sound smothered by a deep kiss.
Noah stilled although every muscle in his body was aching to move… his cock desperate for friction in Luke’s tight heat. He waited until he felt the blonde shift against him before starting to move… slowly at first… building to a frantic rhythm.
“Luke… so… good. You feel… so… fucking… good,” Noah groaned as he slipped his hand down between their sweat soaked chests to reach for Luke’s leaking cock.
“So… perfect,” he breathed against the supple lips beneath him as his thumb teased Luke’s slit.
As Noah shifted slightly to ease aching leg muscles, his cock hit Luke’s prostate again and again making the younger man writhe beneath him. Noah twisted, stroked and tugged on Luke’s cock and felt it jerk in his hand as the blonde came hard.
“Noooah!” the sight of Luke lost in the midst of his climax; his head thrown back, mouth open, eyes closed and sweaty blonde tresses framing his face had Noah thrusting one more time before he too shuddered and released his own climax, emptying into the condom deep within Luke.
The taller man collapsed forward onto the heaving chest beneath him, both of them struggling to control their breathing. Noah felt shaking arms wrap around his back and he reached up to curl his fingers around Luke’s sweaty shoulders as they clung together and rode through the waves of their post-climatic high…
Chapter 6
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Author: wheelie47
Rating: NC17 for this chapter.
Pairing: Luke and Noah.
Word count: 3,991
Disclaimer: Don’t own characters, am not associated in any way with ATWT, Van and Jake. No offence intended.
Summary: Noah Mayer is struggling to make ends meet; trying to keep his garden centre open and desperate to hold onto his research grant from the Institute of Agronomic Research. And he never seems to have time… no time for a life and definitely no time for a boyfriend.
Luciano Grimaldi hates everything about his life and he is so far in the closet where his parents concerned, that he even has a girlfriend, Maddie, to prove it…
AN: This is an AU story based on a French film called “Juste une question d’amour”.Many thanks to hollyoaks1021 for the wonderful artwork. Thanks Sally <3
“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” Each expletive was punctuated with a kick or a punch to the cardboard packaging that a delivery of books had arrived in. Luckily for the books and for Luke, he'd already unpacked them!
One look at Luke's face when he arrived told Mr. Wade, the book store owner, that there was absolutely no point in putting the young man behind the counter tonight or anywhere where the customers would see him for that matter, not if he wanted them to come back.
So Luke had found himself confined to the storeroom and taking his frustration out on a cardboard box. His life had just taken one big giant leap from being complicated to being a total fucking mess. Not only was he in a sham of a relationship with his best friend just to keep his parents blissfully unaware that he was gay, now he was finding himself falling for the handsome hunk of the garden centre owner and he didn’t even know for sure if the guy was gay. But, that touch… there was no mistaking that touch or the way Noah had looked at him in the dimly lit truck. Was there?
“Fuck!” the blonde repeated with a vicious kick to the offending cardboard.
“What’s it done to you?” Maddie asked incredulously as she opened the store room door, masterfully balancing two steaming aromatic mugs of coffee and two blueberry muffins to find her friend beating the hell out of what had been a cardboard box. She’d arrived late for her shift; Luke had already been assigned to unpacking the delivery and her break was the first time she’d got a chance to say hello.
“Nothing,” Luke muttered glumly as he dramatically threw himself down into one of the two threadbare and battered armchairs that Mr.Wade kept in the storeroom for employee breaks. He immediately wished he hadn't when one of the chair springs viciously poked him in the back. “Ouch!” he grumbled and shot forward to the edge of the seat, his hand reaching around to rub at the sore spot. Great! Now he was being attacked by inanimate objects!
“Then what's wrong?” Maddie asked as she handed her friend his coffee before she tentatively eased down into the other armchair opposite Luke; not wanting to risk the same fate as his back.
Luke gratefully accepted the steaming mug from Maddie and he cradled it in both of his hands before taking a sip. Swallowing, he rolled his eyes at her over the rim. “Men!”
“Men?! Are we talking about men in general… because I completely agree!” Maddie lent forward in interest as she tore off a piece of muffin and popped it into her mouth. She'd never had much luck with men; in fact there was only one man she'd ever met that she would readily give her heart to if he would only ask. Trouble was, she thought as she looked over at Luke with a spark of sadness in her chest, he was never… ever… going to ask. Because he was totally gay.
“Or is it one man in particular?” She blinked away the yearning and tried to focus on the question in hand.
“One,” Luke replied, his voice barely above a whisper. “I… I think I'm falling for him, Mads.” Even as the muttered words came out of his mouth they took him by surprise. But in the same instance everything slotted into place. Even though Noah Mayer had originally irritated the hell out of him, they had become closer over the last few days. Today they seemed to have been dancing around each other, with little hints here and there but never revealing anything more. And that touch? His fingers worked around the rim of the mug, tingling as if they seemed to remember the imprint of Noah's touch.
“Him? Him who?” his friend asked interrupting his train of thought.
“Noah. Noah Mayer.” Even the name sounded different on his lips now.
“Noah Mayer?! That handsome hunk of a garden centre owner is gay? That's just not fair… all the handsome men are gay!” she lamented.
“Yes. No. Maybe… I don't know!” Luke shrugged helplessly. He really couldn't be sure; all he had to go on was intuition and that touch.
“Well,” Maddie snorted derisively and shook her head slowly. “That clears everything up and makes perfect sense!”
“I don't know, Mads,” Luke replied and slumped back in the chair. He shot forward, nearly spilling his coffee as the forgotten but unrelenting spring jabbed him again. “My gaydar is far from perfect. In fact, I think it might be broken; remember Kevin?”
Kevin… how could Maddie ever forget that jerk?! The first guy that Luke had ever been brave enough to admit he had feelings for had rejected him and put such a distance between the two of them so quickly that an Olympic athlete would’ve been proud.
“He was an idiot and you deserve better… so much better!” she consoled. “But what makes you think Noah is gay? And I thought you couldn't stand him?”
Her friend tried to explain the looks and the flirting but the harder he tried the more jumbled his words became ending in a pathetic sounding, “…and then we touched in his truck.”
“Touched?” Her mind raced ahead and imagined open-mouthed kisses and wandering hands.
Oblivious Luke replied. “Yeah, I dropped my phone and our fingers touched when he passed it to me.” God, that sounded worse than pathetic… even to him. Had he imagined the whole thing?”
Maddie sighed. “You know that sounds like a trashy romance novel or a day-time soap, don't you, Luke?”
“Yeah… I know,” Luke replied dejectedly, his shoulders slumping.
His friend tried to be helpful; she really did wish that Luke could find happiness and someone to love. “You're just going to have to talk to him about it. Ask him what's going on.”
He took another sip of coffee before nodding. He knew she was right but he just couldn't imagine how that conversation would go…
…
“Do you want to go to Al’s… maybe get a burger or something?” Luke asked Maddie as they wearily headed out of the bookstore at the end of their shift. It was late but he didn’t feel like going back to the dorms just yet… it would give him too much time to think about what had happened with Noah.
Maddie shrugged. “Sure, but you’re buying!” She linked her arm through his and they started to turn in the direction of the diner.
Before they could take more than a couple of steps a deep, rich baritone called out from behind them.“Luke!”
Luke knew who it was before he turned to face in the direction the voice had come from. He was just in time to see Noah push his tall frame up off the bench where the other man had been sitting, obviously waiting for Luke to end his shift.
As the tall handsome brunette made his way over to them Luke seemed to have lost the power of movement and speech and was only able to watch Noah's approach in wide-eyed wonder. Maddie was the first of the two of them to make a move. She turned to face Luke and whispered into his ear. “I thought you'd told me everything!” she said incredulously before turning back and smiling widely up at Noah as he stopped in front of them.
“Hi.” Noah's voice was softly spoken, almost shy as he smiled between the two of them before turning his attention solely on Luke. “I… um… I didn't know how you would get home and… huh… seeing as I wasn't doing anything else I thought I'd…”
“Oh… no, it's OK. Maddie's got a car and…” Luke's voice petered out as he saw the other man glance sideward at Maddie before casting his eyes down to the ground. Wait! He'd already told Noah that he was meeting Maddie at the bookstore and the garden centre owner had already seen Maddie drop Luke off at the nursery… so he knew that she had a car. The blonde's heart started to race at the thought of what that could mean. Could it be that he'd been right about the dark-haired hunk?!
“I'm sorry. I'm such an idiot!” Noah said as he flicked his eyes back up to meet Luke's questioning stare.
“No… wait!” Luke started as Noah began to turn away. “We were just going to Al's. Do you wanna join us?”
Before the taller man could reply Maddie jumped in. “Actually, thinking about it, I can't… not tonight. It'll have to be just the two of you.” She could feel the intensity of her friend’s open-mouthed stare as she continued. “There's somewhere else I need to be. Luke will explain.”
Before she turned to walk away in the opposite direction she lent over to Luke and whispered to him as she placed a kiss to his cheek. “He's hot, sweet and totally into you! You were right. Have fun!”
The two of them stood side by side watching Maddie's petite form until she disappeared from sight. When she was gone Noah turned to face the other man. “We need to talk,” he said before he headed off in the direction of his truck…
…
“This wasn't exactly where I had in mind when you said we needed to talk,” Luke muttered sullenly to Noah's back as he watched the taller man lean down to unlock the door leading to the lab and his living quarters at the nursery. The car ride over had been awkward to say the least; neither man seemingly able to be the first to start the conversation. So they had descended into an uncertain silence; both lost in their own thoughts, wondering what the other was thinking and feeling.
“I know… and I'm sorry,” Noah replied, his frustration building at his seemingly inability to open the door. “It's just that I didn't think I'd be away this long so I hadn't cleared things away properly. It won't take more than ten minutes and then I promise I'll drop you off at the dorms.” And hopefully we can have that heart-to-heart we sorely need, Noah added to himself.
Luke continued to watch the other man struggling to open the door; his eyes tracing a path up Noah's back; roaming over the dark green T-shirt he wore, up to the expanse of skin above the material and on to the dark curls where the brunette’s hairline began.
Suddenly something inside Luke snapped; he was so tired of this frustrating tango they both were performing and he was so… so tired of pretending to be something he wasn’t.
Without warning he surged forward and pressed himself flush against the taller man’s body, his lips attaching to the exposed neckline. He felt Noah stiffen at the exact same moment the door sprung open, spilling them both through the opening and onto the floor beyond.
It took the handsome brunette several seconds to realise that, not only was he pressed to the cold surface of the linoleum hall flooring but the contrasting heat of Luke's torso was still covering his back. More than time enough for him to simultaneously register the open-mouthed hungry kisses that devoured a path up to the sensitive spot behind his ear lobe and the growing hardness of the blonde’s denim covered cock lodged against his ass.
The initial shock gave way to an intense stirring deep inside Noah that had been buried for far too long. “Luukkke,” he groaned long and hard as he pushed up onto his forearms, intent on turning in the smaller man's embrace so he could consume those supple moist lips with his own.
Suddenly they were face-to-face and Noah's breath hitched in his throat as he saw those expressive hazel orbs had turned several shades darker with the sheer intensity of Luke's desire. They couldn't get enough of each other as lips slid against lips, tongue sparred against tongue, stubble rasped against stubble, hands frantically roamed broad shoulders and muscled necks and fingers curled into tresses struggling to get that bit closer and to feel that much more.
Almost subconsciously Noah found himself vaguely aware that his hands seemed to have taken on a life of their own. They had unclenched themselves from the blonde locks and were making their way down the expanse of Luke's back, heading toward the hem of his burgundy T-shirt.
In one fluid motion, Noah grasped and yanked the offending material up and over the blonde’s head, tossing it carelessly to one side. “So hot!” the handsome brunette murmured as his eager fingers reached out to comb through the soft dusting of chest hair that was now fully revealed. His fingertips sought out the hardening flesh of Luke's pert nipple, tweaking and rubbing to make the younger man writhe against him in open-mouthed ecstasy. Taking the opportunity he captured Luke’s lips with his again, flicking his tongue past willing and parted lips. He felt his own cock harden as the smaller man’s moans vibrated against his lips.
The sensual feeling of his fingers on Luke's bare chest and his lips against the other man's intensified Noah's desire. But it also reminded him of the reality of what they were doing. Luke had a girlfriend!
“No. No… wait!” Noah panted as he managed with almost superhuman resolve to plant both of his hands firmly on the blonde's chest and pushed far enough back to break the kiss and look him the eye. “What about your girlfriend?” He couldn't do that to somebody else; he'd been on the painful end of a cheating relationship once before. And, straight or gay, it still hurt like hell. No, he couldn't do that.
“What?” Luke asked uncomprehendingly. His brain couldn't understand how the other man had broken their mind blowing kiss and was now muttering something about girlfriends. How could Noah even think about anything other than what they were doing right now?!
“Maddie?!” Noah tried again, his hands still firmly in place on Luke's chest.
“Maddie?!” the blonde repeated blankly before it finally sunk in. Noah still thought that he and Maddie were together! A short sarcastic laugh escaped his lips at the irony.
“What’s so funny?” Noah asked, an eyebrow cocking questioningly.
“She’s not my girlfriend. We’re just friends!” He couldn’t believe he was having to explain this now!
“Really?!” The eyebrow arched even higher.
“Yes! Does this feel like I’m straight to you?!” He bucked his hips down onto Noah’s, rolling his erection against the handsome brunette’s to create a delicious friction that tantalised and spoke of what was to come.
“You might be bi,” Noah grunted, trying to suppress a groan. Fuck! It had been way too long since he’d felt this aroused.
Luke leaned in, his breath ghosting hot against Noah’s lips. “Nope. 100% gay!” He captured those oh so kissable lips with his again; pouring everything he had into it to convince the other man.
Noah pulled back breathlessly and searched Luke’s face for any hint of deceit. The honesty and intensity of the blonde’s stare coupled with his own powerful need was more than enough to convince him. Further explanations would come later… right now he needed to… had to… see more and feel more of Luke.
Without another word, Noah pushed on Luke’s chest and scrambled to his feet, pulling the other man up with him and led him willingly toward the bed.
Luke crashed backward onto the bed, his chest heaving and his face flushed as he looked up at Noah. In an instant the handsome brunette almost pounced on him; deep and desperate kisses covering his lips, jaw, prominent chin and down his neck to his chest. Noah took his time biting, kissing and licking a moist path down through Luke's chest hair to suck each jutting nipple into his mouth in turn, smirking lustfully around the flesh at the moans of approval coming from above him.
Noah finally reached the belt buckle of Luke's black jeans, his fingers tracing delicate patterns over the trail of hair disappearing out of sight. He marvelled at the involuntary shudder and gasp that his touch created. Eager fingers made short work of un-clasping the belt, popping the button and undoing the zip to reveal white boxer briefs that barely contained the blonde's straining cock.
Pausing to mouth the hard flesh through the cotton, Noah backed off the bed and hurriedly untied and removed Luke’s trainers, dropping them to the floor with a dull thud.
Crawling back up Luke's body, he curled his fingers into the waistband of the boxer briefs and yanked both the blonde's underwear and jeans down over slim hips and long legs as Luke eased up to help him.
Standing again, the handsome brunette pulled the clothing free of Luke's feet and traced his eyes greedily up the other man’s body, now in all its naked and hard glory… Luke’s leaking cock arching proudly up toward his bellybutton.
Looking up at the taller man, Luke’s breath caught in his chest as he saw the need plain in Noah’s face. But he was also painfully aware that, whilst he was completely naked, Noah was still fully clothed.
“Need to…” Luke’s fingers reached out to the other man and Noah instinctively realised what the blonde meant.
“Sorry,” he mumbled with a lopsided grin as he reached his arms up to pull his own T-shirt up and over his head, dropping it onto the rapidly growing pile at the foot of the bed.
Luke eagerly sat up and scooted toward the edge of the bed, fingers itching to roam over the contoured muscles of Noah's chest.
“God! You're so… so beautiful,” Luke struggled to find the right words and knew that they didn't do the handsome brunette justice. He couldn't help but smile at the adorably embarrassed sound that came from above him. This man obviously didn't know the true effect he had on other people.
The blonde reached out and freed Noah's cock from the uncomfortable confines of his jeans and underwear. Luke took a moment just to admire the look and feel of it in his hand… everything just felt so right… and seemed to fit so perfectly. He looked up at the other man, seeking for and immediately getting an eager nod of approval before sinking his mouth as far over Noah's length as he could.
“Luuuke,” Noah breathed out as the other man worked his lips and tongue up and down his cock, teeth occasionally catching the sensitive skin to be just this side of painful and making Noah harder than he'd ever been before.
Noah grasped the blonde locks with both hands as Luke continued to work his length, the younger man’s free hand cupping and rolling his balls. He knew he wasn’t going to last long and he didn’t want to come like this…he wanted to come buried deep inside Luke.
He tugged on Luke’s hair, gently but insistently, and couldn’t stop a whine escaping his lips when the blonde pulled of his cock with a loud pop.
“Huh?” Luke looked up at him uncomprehendingly, his stretched lips glistening with a mixture of saliva and pre-cum, his hand still wrapped around the base of Noah's cock.
“I want to…” Noah didn't even have to complete his sentence before Luke understood and nodded. The blonde released Noah's cock and silently flipped over on the bed; his head buried deep in a pillow, his ass raised and waiting.
Noah stood still almost frozen to the spot and he felt an intense ache in his heart, wondering just what kind of self-serving men Luke had been with that made the handsome blonde so easily subservient.
Noah toed off his trainers and slipped the rest of the way out of his jeans and underwear before easing himself down onto Luke's back, shuddering at the erotic feeling of finally being skin against skin. “No, Luke,” he breathed into the other man’s ear before sucking on the earlobe. “Not like this… I want to see your face.”
He grasped Luke’s shoulder and eased up so the other man could turn beneath him. The look of surprised gratitude on Luke’s face urged Noah to smother those bow shaped lips with his and he swallowed their combined groan as the velvet hardness of their cocks ground together.
Gasping for breath and fuelled with the desire to speed things up, the handsome brunette pulled back and reached over to the bedside table, grabbing long-neglected supplies. Just as eager, Luke planted both feet flat on the bed and let his knees fall apart.
Noah poured a generous amount of lube over his fingers and used his index finger to tease Luke’s exposed hole before slipping in, gradually working it in and out before adding another to stretch Luke open as his other hand stroked the blonde’s cock to ease away the burn.
Luke watched in wonder at Noah’s careful preparations. When Marc had died, Luke had dived head first into his own kind of self destructive spiral. In an effort to ease the pain… to numb the ache... he had let himself be fucked by any man that showed an interest. Anywhere. Dingy bar bathrooms… dark alleys… back seats of cars. He had increasingly found that the ecstasy of his climax was only a quick release and left him feeling empty and used. But the need kept driving him on. Luke had been lost and out of control. Looking back, he was more than surprised that word hadn’t gotten back to his parents or family but he'd been lucky… very lucky. If it wasn’t for Maddie, he often wondered just how far he would have fallen.
So to have Noah treat him so gently, like he was the most precious and important thing in the world to him right then and there was overwhelming and Luke could feel the tears building.
The handsome brunette's trail of kisses up his chest and the feel of his condom covered cock paused, ready to slide into him pulled Luke back to the present.
“OK?” Noah asked as he looked into Luke's eyes, sensing a change in the other man.
Luke swallowed and nodded, shifting slightly to hook one ankle over Noah's hip… pulling him closer and urging him on. He gasped when Noah breached his muscle and slid into him, the last breath of the sound smothered by a deep kiss.
Noah stilled although every muscle in his body was aching to move… his cock desperate for friction in Luke’s tight heat. He waited until he felt the blonde shift against him before starting to move… slowly at first… building to a frantic rhythm.
“Luke… so… good. You feel… so… fucking… good,” Noah groaned as he slipped his hand down between their sweat soaked chests to reach for Luke’s leaking cock.
“So… perfect,” he breathed against the supple lips beneath him as his thumb teased Luke’s slit.
As Noah shifted slightly to ease aching leg muscles, his cock hit Luke’s prostate again and again making the younger man writhe beneath him. Noah twisted, stroked and tugged on Luke’s cock and felt it jerk in his hand as the blonde came hard.
“Noooah!” the sight of Luke lost in the midst of his climax; his head thrown back, mouth open, eyes closed and sweaty blonde tresses framing his face had Noah thrusting one more time before he too shuddered and released his own climax, emptying into the condom deep within Luke.
The taller man collapsed forward onto the heaving chest beneath him, both of them struggling to control their breathing. Noah felt shaking arms wrap around his back and he reached up to curl his fingers around Luke’s sweaty shoulders as they clung together and rode through the waves of their post-climatic high…
Chapter 6
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