FIC - "We'll get there, Noah"

Mar 12, 2012 11:37

Title: “We’ll get there, Noah.”
Author: wheelie47
Rating: R-NC17
Warnings: Sexual content
Pairings: Luke and Noah
AN:  Written for the 500 word prompt Nukeanon challenge #9 with the prompt of "Sitting next to you doing absolutely nothing means absolutely everything to me"

Noah shivered involuntarily, pulling his scarf tighter. He knew he should go back inside before the Snyders began to worry. But he needed a little more time on his own.

He sat on the snow-covered jetty over Snyder Pond, gloved fingers gripping the edge. Long legs swung absentmindedly; thoughts racing back to last night.

It had been weeks since they'd gotten back together in that desperate clash of lips and hard bodies that led to their first time. They may have been inexperienced and nervous but it was their first time and that made it perfect. They stayed awake into the night; alternating between talking, making love and lying side-by-side in Noah's cramped dorm bed unable to stop touching each other as if to make sure this was real.

During the last two weeks they’d tried to spend as much ‘alone time’ together as they could. Miraculously, the Snyder house had been empty last night, except for them and Luke's inviting double bed.

It had been Noah's own suggestion. It was him that wanted to give all of himself to Luke. He'd been the one that had needed to experience the fullness of Luke sliding into his body to somehow feel complete. And, by the look of surprised eagerness on the blonde's face, Luke had been completely on board with the idea.

Things had been going perfectly. Luke's luscious lips and tantalising tongue as they worked his cock and over his balls had Noah groaning in ecstasy; his eyes closed, fingers gripping the bedsheet.

But the very second Luke's tongue had lapped over his hole, Noah had frozen.

In his mind's eye he could see his father peering down at him over Luke's shoulder; the Colonel’s face a mask of disgust:

“I hate what you've become.”

Noah shook his head frantically to rid himself of the disturbing image but it came back stronger:

“You disgust me.”

The imagined words held such venom that Noah actually flinched.

Luke had sensed the change and backed off, instinctively knowing that Noah wasn't ready.

Noah was bought back to the present when he sensed someone approaching. He didn't need to look over his shoulder to know who it was.

“You should come back inside. It's cold out here.” Luke sat down.

There was no response. “You okay?” He bumped Noah's shoulder.

Noah sighed, turning to face Luke. The concern only seemed to frustrate him. Why did he have to be this broken?

“I wanted to…” His words abruptly cut off as he pulled Luke roughly to him, pressing their lips together in an urgent need to numb the pain.

Luke startled but then kissed Noah back just as urgently. He needed to let Noah know they’d be alright.

They pulled back, breathless.

“We'll get there, Noah. It'll be alright. But right now just sitting next to you, doing absolutely nothing means absolutely everything to me.” He reached to entwine their gloved fingers as they looked out across the frozen pond.

The End

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