FIC - It's still just love... (11/?)
Title: It's still just love… (11/?)
Author: wheelie47
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Luke and Noah.
Word count: 4,213
Disclaimer: Don’t own characters, am not associated in any way with ATWT, Van and Jake. No offence intended.
Warning: Sexual content
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
Noah woke to the pressing need to use the bathroom. Lifting the covers slightly, he looked down the long expanse of his torso and the reason became instantly obvious; the two of them must have subconsciously moved in their sleep. He now found himself lying flat on his back with Luke curled into his side, the younger man's right arm flung across his lower abdomen and his head resting heavily on Noah's chest.
As much as Noah wanted to stay in this position; reluctant to disturb Luke from his much-needed sleep after last night’s emotionally and physically draining revelations, he couldn’t contain the urge any longer. With a small groan, and barely a murmur from the other man, he eased his arms further around the sleeping blonde and gently rolled Luke so he could slip out from under him.
The brunette pulled on his jeans against the early morning chill in the room after the warmth of sleeping so wrapped up in each other’s arms, before padding silently to the bathroom, leaving the undisturbed Luke to sleep peacefully on.
When Noah returned, his step faltered and he leaned against the doorframe for several long moments; drinking in the sight before him.
Luke had moved in his sleep, apparently having reached out for the missing warmth and comfort of Noah lying next to him. The movement had caused the covers to slip further down the blonde’s body and Noah couldn’t stop his eyes from tracing a path over the exposed skin.
Noah knew every inch of the garden centre outside his door; not just because he’d worked so hard to maintain it, putting his life and soul into it. But he also loved being able to see, and truly appreciate, the vibrant colors and the stunning beauty of the natural world in bloom. He could effortlessly picture it all from memory; from the vivid blanket of colors of the assorted violas, the pinks, reds, yellows, oranges and purples of the rhododendrons and azaleas, the large white fragrant blooms against the deep, dark green leaves of the magnolias, the pendulous creamy-white flowers contrasting with it’s own dark foliage of the pieris japonica ‘forest flame’ to the delicate lavender blooms of the hosta sp ‘Ginko Craig’. The place was awash with color and life
He hadn't thought anything could compare with the sight.
But as his eyes took in the pale and perfect skin before him; from where the sheet rested low on the gentle curve of the blonde’s ass, up the expanse of his back to the broad shoulders, the stubbled chin and the right side of Luke's handsome face… the early morning rays of the sun making the blonde's luxuriant hair almost gleam, he realized he’d been wrong. Nothing but nothing could compare to this.
He was torn between wanting to stand there and take in the breathtaking sight for a little longer or to rejoin Luke back on the bed.
A soft knock at the door followed by a gentle “Noah” broke through his thoughts.
Reluctantly tearing himself away, the brunette reached the door in quick lengthy strides and opened it to reveal his mom carrying a cloth covered laden tray.
“Mom?” he queried softly, cocking an eyebrow at the tray as he took the burden from her.
“Morning sweetheart.” She smiled and stretched up onto her tiptoes to press a kiss to the side of her son’s face. “I saw you boys coming back last night and I thought I’d make you both breakfast in bed this morning.” In truth, she’d heard the taxi pull up and the large metal gate swing open last night. Looking from her bedroom window vantage point, she had seen her son leading Luke by the hand. Both of them had looked so tired and drained, especially the blonde and she had resolved to do something special for them both. And this morning that meant breakfast in bed.
“Mom, you didn’t have to.” Noah smiled down at her gratefully as he took a step back into the hall so she could step inside.
Cocking her head slightly, Charlene realized that she couldn’t hear any further sound beyond the open doorway to her son’s bedroom and assumed that Luke was still asleep. “Hush now! It’s the least I could do for you, Noah. You work so hard here. So what if I want to spoil my son and his new boyfriend a little?” she whispered in hushed tones, a wide smile spreading across her face.
Boyfriend? Noah thought to himself. Is that what he and Luke were to each other? If he was honest with himself, his heart wanted that; he couldn't seem to stay away from the blonde. But his head still kept coming back to the impossible situation with Luke’s family. And after last night’s revelation, he couldn’t help but wonder if Luke would ever feel he was able to tell his parents that he was gay… let alone that he was with Noah. Which would come out on top… his head or his heart?
“Mom, I…we…” Noah began to try to explain before stopping, wondering if he should tell his mom everything. He decided that now; standing here in the hallway carrying a breakfast tray with Luke still asleep in the next room, was not the best time or place for such a discussion.
Thinking that her son was about to tell her again that she shouldn't have gone to the trouble of making them breakfast, she reached up and tenderly patted the side of his face. “Not another word, sweetheart. Just you boys enjoy!” she said with a smile before turning and closing the door behind her.
Smiling and shrugging his shoulders lightly, Noah turned and carried the tray into the other room.
Seeing Luke was still asleep, he softly padded over and placed the breakfast on the bedside table and slipped off his jeans before gently easing back onto the bed so as not to disturb the other man.
He reached over to pour himself a mug of coffee and turned back to settle against the headboard, taking a tentative sip followed by a deep refreshing gulp. Mmmm! His mother knew how to make the best coffee.
Noah startled a little when he looked across at the sleeping man and realized that Luke had blinked awake and was looking up at him with soft half-focused eyes.
“Morning,” Noah murmured as he reached out to comb his fingers through the blonde's sleep mussed hair. “Did you sleep OK?”
“Uh huh.” Luke’s voice was rough and gravelly with sleep as he nodded in response and shifted in the bed to ease against the headboard next to the other man, their shoulders and arms lightly touching.
“Use some coffee?” Noah arched an eyebrow in question as he held out his mug to the blonde.
Luke took it gratefully and smiled at Noah over the rim before taking a deep drink. “Thanks.”
“You hungry?” Noah nodded toward the laden breakfast tray.
“Breakfast in bed? Noah, you didn’t have to do that.” The younger man was amazed; after everything that he had put Noah through last night this was the last thing he was expecting.
“Um… I didn’t; my mom did,” Noah replied, handing Luke a piece of buttered toast.
“Oh. Well, she didn’t have to then.” The other man replied. Looking away, he added wistfully, “You have a wonderful mother, Noah. I hope you know that.”
Noah’s heart went out to Luke and, curling his fingers around the younger man’s chin to get him to raise his head, he pressed a kiss to the supple lips. “I know and I really appreciate her. I’m so sorry that you don’t have that.” He wanted to add ‘yet’ to the end of that sentence. But how could he? After what Luke had told him last night he wasn’t sure if Luke’s family would ever come around… if Luke had the courage to come out to them at all. “But you have me.”
Luke shook his head, the self-pity returning in an uncontrollable wave. “I can’t ask that of you, Noah. You said yourself that you wanted complete honesty and that’s something I can’t give you right now.”
Noah cupped the side of Luke’s face. “You told me everything, Luke… and that’s a start. Maybe…” Noah was interrupted by Luke’s phone springing into life. Damn! He wanted to throw the wretched thing out of the window but instead he reached over and grabbed Luke’s phone from the bedside table and handed it to the other man.
Checking the display, Luke looked up at Noah with an apologetic smile. “Hey, Mads,” he spoke into the phone.
“Don’t you ‘hey, Mads’ me, Luciano Eduardo Grimaldi!” The woman’s voice was harsh and annoyed and Luke had to hold the phone away from his ear.
“You left me standing in a bar with a complete stranger without a word!”
“I’m sorry, Maddie.” Luke’s voice was subdued and full of apology. “But Noah text Max to let him know we were leaving.”
“But that was last night, Luke. And you never let me know where you were or if you were OK.” Her voice lost the edge of anger to be replaced with concern for her friend.
“I’m OK and I’m at Noah’s. We came back here last night and talked.” Luke replied and he felt Noah’s hand come to rest on his bare shoulder, fingers squeezing gently. “I… I told him, Maddie… told him everything.” The last words came out in a rush.
“You did?!” The surprise was clear in his friend’s voice, coupled with relief that Luke had finally told Noah the truth. Luke had never shared the whole truth with anyone else but Maddie before. Maybe, she thought, Noah could be the one to give Luke the courage he needed to tell his parents the truth too.
“Yeah.” Luke was still more than a little surprised himself that he’d shared his innermost fears with Noah. It felt like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders… well one weight at least. “I am sorry, though, for leaving you without a word.”
“Mmmph! I'll forgive you just this once. But don't make a habit of it. And Noah's friend isn't quite the jerk he seemed. I made him buy a round of drinks last night!” Luke heard a muffled and indistinct voice in the background. “I've gotta go now, Luke. I'll catch up with you later.”
Luke shook his head in amazement as he ended the call; when he'd left them last night he couldn't imagine his friend and Max sitting down and drinking together. He shifted in the bed so he could turn to face Noah but was surprised to find the handsome brunette staring at nothing and appearing lost in thought.
“Noah?” he asked as he pressed his palm to the side of Noah's face to get the other man to look at him. He was shocked to find the glistening wetness of tears building in those beautiful baby blues. “Noah? What's wrong?”
Noah looked at Luke in confusion, as if only just realizing the blonde was talking to him. While Luke had been on the phone to Maddie, Noah's thoughts had drifted back to painfully vivid memories of the times that he and David had spent on leisurely Sunday mornings doing nothing other than eating breakfast in bed and making slow and easy love… back before his blissfully unaware happiness was shattered. They were memories that he wanted to forget. But he guessed seeing David again last night and now sitting here with Luke, eating breakfast in bed, had brought them all flooding back.
He shook his head and blinked, trying to rid himself of the unwanted thoughts. “It’s nothing.” Now he was the one that didn’t want to talk.
“Please tell me.” Luke felt a spike of guilt, thinking that he’d caused this usually confident outgoing man to not want to talk.
Noah sighed before taking a deep breath. “I saw David last night after I left the Lakeview.”
David?! Now he understood Noah's reluctance to talk. And he could’ve kicked himself for thinking that he was responsible for the look of sadness and pain on the other man's face right now. Damn! Just how selfish could he be?!
“Do you want to talk about it?” Luke moved closer to Noah so that their knees were touching and he was completely facing the other man.
“No,” Noah croaked out. “I just want to forget about it.”
Forget about it? Luke knew how to forget about things.
The blonde leaned in to press his lips to Noah's, sliding sensually against them until the brunette responded and parted his lips and deepened the kiss.
Breaking apart when the need to breathe became overwhelming, Luke locked eyes with Noah and a silent agreement passed between them that they were both on the same page. Noah wanted to forget and Luke knew how to help him.
Kissing and licking a path down Noah’s chin and down over his throat, Luke came to rest on the brunette’s smooth chest. He used his talented tongue to swirl around a prominent nipple before sucking it into his mouth. As he lapped his tongue over it and used his teeth to tease it erect, Noah groaned above him and Luke felt the man arch his back; trying to get more of his flesh into Luke's moist mouth.
When Luke felt Noah press his hardening cock against his knee, where it rested between the brunette’s thighs, he was more than ready to take this further himself; Noah's groans were shooting straight to his own groin.
Shifting down the bed, Luke pulled a more than willing Noah with him, until the taller man was lying flat on his back with his growing bulge pressing proudly against grey boxer briefs. Luke sat back on his heels and licked his lips hungrily at the sight before him. He eagerly lunged down to mouth Noah's length through his underwear while massaging his own growing cock.
“Luke! Please… I… I…” Noah pleaded as he pressed his hips up off the mattress, harder against Luke's eager mouth.
“I've got you,” the blonde reassured as he curled his fingers in the elastic waistband of the boxer briefs and eased them down over Noah's hips and down his long legs, throwing them clear of the bed.
He kissed the crease where Noah's thigh met his groin before licking a strip up the underside of the man's length, twirling his tongue around the tip and sucking lightly. Pulling back off the head, Luke lay his body flush against Noah’s as he worked his way back up the broad torso to devour the brunette’s lips and allowing Noah to taste himself on Luke's tongue.
Urged on by the taste and by the feel of Luke’s hardness pressing against his; knowing that the blonde wanted this as much as he did, Noah’s hands roamed down the blonde’s back, pressing the man harder against him as he bucked off the bed. The intense feeling of his naked hardness against Luke’s through the material of the other man’s boxer briefs was overwhelming, making him even harder.
Reaching the waist band of Luke’s underwear, he dipped his long fingers down under the material and teased his index finger over Luke’s puckered hole. “I need you, Luke. Want you,” Noah breathed out against the full and supple lips before sucking lightly on Luke’s bottom lip as he pressed his finger against the muscle.
Luke squirmed against Noah’s hard body. But he pulled back slightly; that wasn’t what he wanted this time. This time he wanted Noah to feel the way the brunette had made him feel on their very first night together. He wanted Noah to feel special… to feel wanted… to feel loved. Loved? Luke paused and he sat back on his heels. Love… was that what this intense burning he felt in his chest as he looked down at Noah was?
It was a new feeling for him. And it kind of scared him and thrilled him at the same time.
“Luke?” Noah looked up at the blonde questioningly.
Going with his feelings, Luke used his knees to push Noah’s legs further apart. “I want you, Noah. Want to be inside you… to make you feel how I feel every time you are inside me,” he gulped in nervous anticipation.
Noah was hesitant; he hadn’t done that in such a long time… since David, in fact. And he wasn’t sure if he wanted to give that control away to someone else again. But the earnest look on Luke’s face spoke to a need in him that he didn’t realize he had.
Surging up off the bed to meet Luke, where the younger man still knelt between his legs, he’d pulled the blonde into an open-mouthed sensual kiss, before resting their foreheads together and nodding silently.
After lying back down flat against the mattress, Noah reached a long arm out to grab the supplies from the bedside table. He felt Luke's fingers trembling slightly as he dropped the lube and the condom into the blonde's palm and closed the long fingers over them.
Luke fumbled slightly and almost dropped them onto the bed. He was nervous; this would be the first time he’d been in this position. What if he hurt the other man? After what he had put Noah through the last few weeks that was the last thing he wanted to do right now.
He swallowed hard and concentrated on the things that he knew made him feel good… hoping that they would work for Noah too.
After slipping his own underwear down off his hips and discarding them over his shoulder, he knelt back down between Noah's legs as the brunette planted his feet firmly on the mattress letting his knees drop open, exposing himself trustingly to Luke. Reaching for a pillow Luke eased it under Noah's hips as the brunette rose up slightly to aid him.
“So beautiful,” Luke whispered in awe at Noah laid out before him like this, his hand automatically going to his own cock, working himself to his full hardness. Taking Noah’s length in his hand he worked his fingers expertly up and down and he leaned in close to use his tongue over each of the brunette’s balls before continuing down to lap tentatively over Noah’s hole. Judging by the sharp intake of breath and the way Noah's hands came down to grasp Luke's hair and urge him closer; he was doing something that felt good to the other man.
Growing in confidence, Luke stiffened his tongue and pressed into Noah and soon had the brunette squirming against him. “Luuuuke. Ohmygod! Please!” Noah begged, needing… wanting more.
Luke pulled back and grabbed the lube, using a generous amount to cover his fingers. Grasping Noah’s cock again he slowly jacked him while he eased one finger at a time into the man. It felt so tight in there; he wondered how Noah would manage the girth of his cock.
“Now, Luke, now!” Noah demanded, his fingers gripping the sheets, knowing he couldn't take much more of this. And he knew he wanted to come with Luke buried deep inside him.
After removing his fingers, rolling on the condom and lubing himself up, Luke took himself in hand and pressed gently into Noah.
He felt Noah's fingers on his thigh and he stilled immediately. “Wait… just give me a second,” Noah grimaced as he felt the fullness of Luke stretching him and he closed his eyes against the pain. “It's been… a while.”
Luke was mortified and wanted to pull straight back out again but Noah curled his fingers around Luke's thigh and held him in place. “It's… it's OK.” He felt himself adjusting to the blonde's girth and he started to move back against Luke. “Move, Luke. Move now!”
Luke did as Noah ordered, easing in the rest of the way until his balls pressed against Noah's ass. He stilled again at another sharp intake of breath and he looked up at the brunette's face to see him with his eyes closed tight as he breathed deeply through the burn.
It took all of Luke's willpower not to move. Every muscle in his body screamed at him to move… to create a delicious friction against the tight moist heat that surrounded him. How did Noah… or anybody else manage to keep from moving?
Still concentrating on Noah's face, Luke was shocked and utterly turned on when the brunette's eyelids flickered open to reveal the crystal blue had turned several shades darker with lust and want. When Noah started to move back against him and a long leg curled high around his slim waist, Luke began to move again. The motion was tentative at first; Luke being unused to this position but soon their rhythm was co-coordinated and building rapidly to a crescendo.
“God Noah! Feels… so… it’s… too…” Luke bit his bottom lip and tried to concentrate on not coming too soon. But the sensation was just too overwhelming. Each thrust in made him feel more and more connected to the wondrous man writhing and fiercely clenching his fists in the folds of the sheets beneath him. Each thrust out made the blonde feel like he was leaving a part of his soul behind and he couldn’t wait to plunge back in.
Seeing the desperate look on Luke’s face, Noah ran a palm up the man’s sweat slicked chest and grasped the back of his neck, pulling him down and kissing him. “It’s OK… Luke,” he panted out breathlessly against kiss moist lips. “You can… let go.”
Those words hot across his lips almost made Luke come on the spot. But wanting them both to come together he shifted his weight onto one arm and reached for Noah's arching and proud cock with his other hand, working his fingers in time to his now erratic thrusts.
They came loud and hard within seconds of each other; Noah first, shooting high over the taut muscles of his stomach and chest, followed by Luke shuddering deep inside Noah.
The blonde collapsed heavily onto Noah's damp chest, not caring about the mess he was making. For several long moments they just lay there with Luke still deep inside as their chests heaved together and Luke buried his head in the crook of Noah's neck.
He didn't want to move but he knew this position must be uncomfortable for the other man. After gently easing out, disposing of the condom and cleaning them up as best he could with the crumpled edge of a sheet, Luke curled into Noah's side, resting his head on the man’s chest.
“You OK?” Luke asked more than a little concerned that Noah still had his eyes closed and been silent for a little while. Perhaps he'd hurt him after all.
Luke's breath across the cooling sweat on his chest tickled and it made Noah chuckle as he opened his eyes and looked down at the blonde. “Better than OK!”
“Good,” Luke grinned back up at Noah in relief and slapped the smooth chest lightly. “Me too!” He reached up to press a kiss to the side of Noah's mouth.
He settled his head back against the broad chest, closed his eyes and a sated sleep was about to overtake him when a thought hit him as he lay there surrounded by Noah’s strong arms and he took courage from the brunette. Easing up onto an elbow, he looked at Noah again. “I want to have this everyday.”
“I better get a new bed then!” Noah's chest flexed as he laughed, the euphoria that their lovemaking had erased some memories of David that he thought he would never get over made him feel slightly giddy.
“No,” Luke replied seriously. “I mean this… us.” He gestured between them with his hand.
“I want us to be a proper couple, Noah.” He kissed Noah again when the brunette’s mouth opened in surprise… about to reply.
Luke took a deep breath and told Noah what else he wanted. “I want to be able to kiss you or hold your hand in front of my parents… I want them to know who you are to me.”
Noah was stunned as he felt his heart soar. Lost for words, he let Luke continue as he sat up against the headboard.
“I… I know that it hasn't been easy for you and for that I'm sorry. So sorry, Noah. But I want to ask you to be patient with me for a little longer. I want my parents to know about you but I want them to get to know you as a person first… to know the wonderful man that you are… before they know about us.”
Noah’s silence didn't exactly fill Luke with confidence. He closed his eyes, thinking that he'd asked too much of the man… again.
A gentle hand pressed to Luke's chest made him open his eyes and he found himself looking into Noah's smiling face. “I can do that,” the brunette replied simply. It wasn't everything Noah wanted. But it was a start…
Chapter 12
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Author: wheelie47
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Luke and Noah.
Word count: 4,213
Disclaimer: Don’t own characters, am not associated in any way with ATWT, Van and Jake. No offence intended.
Warning: Sexual content
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
Noah woke to the pressing need to use the bathroom. Lifting the covers slightly, he looked down the long expanse of his torso and the reason became instantly obvious; the two of them must have subconsciously moved in their sleep. He now found himself lying flat on his back with Luke curled into his side, the younger man's right arm flung across his lower abdomen and his head resting heavily on Noah's chest.
As much as Noah wanted to stay in this position; reluctant to disturb Luke from his much-needed sleep after last night’s emotionally and physically draining revelations, he couldn’t contain the urge any longer. With a small groan, and barely a murmur from the other man, he eased his arms further around the sleeping blonde and gently rolled Luke so he could slip out from under him.
The brunette pulled on his jeans against the early morning chill in the room after the warmth of sleeping so wrapped up in each other’s arms, before padding silently to the bathroom, leaving the undisturbed Luke to sleep peacefully on.
When Noah returned, his step faltered and he leaned against the doorframe for several long moments; drinking in the sight before him.
Luke had moved in his sleep, apparently having reached out for the missing warmth and comfort of Noah lying next to him. The movement had caused the covers to slip further down the blonde’s body and Noah couldn’t stop his eyes from tracing a path over the exposed skin.
Noah knew every inch of the garden centre outside his door; not just because he’d worked so hard to maintain it, putting his life and soul into it. But he also loved being able to see, and truly appreciate, the vibrant colors and the stunning beauty of the natural world in bloom. He could effortlessly picture it all from memory; from the vivid blanket of colors of the assorted violas, the pinks, reds, yellows, oranges and purples of the rhododendrons and azaleas, the large white fragrant blooms against the deep, dark green leaves of the magnolias, the pendulous creamy-white flowers contrasting with it’s own dark foliage of the pieris japonica ‘forest flame’ to the delicate lavender blooms of the hosta sp ‘Ginko Craig’. The place was awash with color and life
He hadn't thought anything could compare with the sight.
But as his eyes took in the pale and perfect skin before him; from where the sheet rested low on the gentle curve of the blonde’s ass, up the expanse of his back to the broad shoulders, the stubbled chin and the right side of Luke's handsome face… the early morning rays of the sun making the blonde's luxuriant hair almost gleam, he realized he’d been wrong. Nothing but nothing could compare to this.
He was torn between wanting to stand there and take in the breathtaking sight for a little longer or to rejoin Luke back on the bed.
A soft knock at the door followed by a gentle “Noah” broke through his thoughts.
Reluctantly tearing himself away, the brunette reached the door in quick lengthy strides and opened it to reveal his mom carrying a cloth covered laden tray.
“Mom?” he queried softly, cocking an eyebrow at the tray as he took the burden from her.
“Morning sweetheart.” She smiled and stretched up onto her tiptoes to press a kiss to the side of her son’s face. “I saw you boys coming back last night and I thought I’d make you both breakfast in bed this morning.” In truth, she’d heard the taxi pull up and the large metal gate swing open last night. Looking from her bedroom window vantage point, she had seen her son leading Luke by the hand. Both of them had looked so tired and drained, especially the blonde and she had resolved to do something special for them both. And this morning that meant breakfast in bed.
“Mom, you didn’t have to.” Noah smiled down at her gratefully as he took a step back into the hall so she could step inside.
Cocking her head slightly, Charlene realized that she couldn’t hear any further sound beyond the open doorway to her son’s bedroom and assumed that Luke was still asleep. “Hush now! It’s the least I could do for you, Noah. You work so hard here. So what if I want to spoil my son and his new boyfriend a little?” she whispered in hushed tones, a wide smile spreading across her face.
Boyfriend? Noah thought to himself. Is that what he and Luke were to each other? If he was honest with himself, his heart wanted that; he couldn't seem to stay away from the blonde. But his head still kept coming back to the impossible situation with Luke’s family. And after last night’s revelation, he couldn’t help but wonder if Luke would ever feel he was able to tell his parents that he was gay… let alone that he was with Noah. Which would come out on top… his head or his heart?
“Mom, I…we…” Noah began to try to explain before stopping, wondering if he should tell his mom everything. He decided that now; standing here in the hallway carrying a breakfast tray with Luke still asleep in the next room, was not the best time or place for such a discussion.
Thinking that her son was about to tell her again that she shouldn't have gone to the trouble of making them breakfast, she reached up and tenderly patted the side of his face. “Not another word, sweetheart. Just you boys enjoy!” she said with a smile before turning and closing the door behind her.
Smiling and shrugging his shoulders lightly, Noah turned and carried the tray into the other room.
Seeing Luke was still asleep, he softly padded over and placed the breakfast on the bedside table and slipped off his jeans before gently easing back onto the bed so as not to disturb the other man.
He reached over to pour himself a mug of coffee and turned back to settle against the headboard, taking a tentative sip followed by a deep refreshing gulp. Mmmm! His mother knew how to make the best coffee.
Noah startled a little when he looked across at the sleeping man and realized that Luke had blinked awake and was looking up at him with soft half-focused eyes.
“Morning,” Noah murmured as he reached out to comb his fingers through the blonde's sleep mussed hair. “Did you sleep OK?”
“Uh huh.” Luke’s voice was rough and gravelly with sleep as he nodded in response and shifted in the bed to ease against the headboard next to the other man, their shoulders and arms lightly touching.
“Use some coffee?” Noah arched an eyebrow in question as he held out his mug to the blonde.
Luke took it gratefully and smiled at Noah over the rim before taking a deep drink. “Thanks.”
“You hungry?” Noah nodded toward the laden breakfast tray.
“Breakfast in bed? Noah, you didn’t have to do that.” The younger man was amazed; after everything that he had put Noah through last night this was the last thing he was expecting.
“Um… I didn’t; my mom did,” Noah replied, handing Luke a piece of buttered toast.
“Oh. Well, she didn’t have to then.” The other man replied. Looking away, he added wistfully, “You have a wonderful mother, Noah. I hope you know that.”
Noah’s heart went out to Luke and, curling his fingers around the younger man’s chin to get him to raise his head, he pressed a kiss to the supple lips. “I know and I really appreciate her. I’m so sorry that you don’t have that.” He wanted to add ‘yet’ to the end of that sentence. But how could he? After what Luke had told him last night he wasn’t sure if Luke’s family would ever come around… if Luke had the courage to come out to them at all. “But you have me.”
Luke shook his head, the self-pity returning in an uncontrollable wave. “I can’t ask that of you, Noah. You said yourself that you wanted complete honesty and that’s something I can’t give you right now.”
Noah cupped the side of Luke’s face. “You told me everything, Luke… and that’s a start. Maybe…” Noah was interrupted by Luke’s phone springing into life. Damn! He wanted to throw the wretched thing out of the window but instead he reached over and grabbed Luke’s phone from the bedside table and handed it to the other man.
Checking the display, Luke looked up at Noah with an apologetic smile. “Hey, Mads,” he spoke into the phone.
“Don’t you ‘hey, Mads’ me, Luciano Eduardo Grimaldi!” The woman’s voice was harsh and annoyed and Luke had to hold the phone away from his ear.
“You left me standing in a bar with a complete stranger without a word!”
“I’m sorry, Maddie.” Luke’s voice was subdued and full of apology. “But Noah text Max to let him know we were leaving.”
“But that was last night, Luke. And you never let me know where you were or if you were OK.” Her voice lost the edge of anger to be replaced with concern for her friend.
“I’m OK and I’m at Noah’s. We came back here last night and talked.” Luke replied and he felt Noah’s hand come to rest on his bare shoulder, fingers squeezing gently. “I… I told him, Maddie… told him everything.” The last words came out in a rush.
“You did?!” The surprise was clear in his friend’s voice, coupled with relief that Luke had finally told Noah the truth. Luke had never shared the whole truth with anyone else but Maddie before. Maybe, she thought, Noah could be the one to give Luke the courage he needed to tell his parents the truth too.
“Yeah.” Luke was still more than a little surprised himself that he’d shared his innermost fears with Noah. It felt like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders… well one weight at least. “I am sorry, though, for leaving you without a word.”
“Mmmph! I'll forgive you just this once. But don't make a habit of it. And Noah's friend isn't quite the jerk he seemed. I made him buy a round of drinks last night!” Luke heard a muffled and indistinct voice in the background. “I've gotta go now, Luke. I'll catch up with you later.”
Luke shook his head in amazement as he ended the call; when he'd left them last night he couldn't imagine his friend and Max sitting down and drinking together. He shifted in the bed so he could turn to face Noah but was surprised to find the handsome brunette staring at nothing and appearing lost in thought.
“Noah?” he asked as he pressed his palm to the side of Noah's face to get the other man to look at him. He was shocked to find the glistening wetness of tears building in those beautiful baby blues. “Noah? What's wrong?”
Noah looked at Luke in confusion, as if only just realizing the blonde was talking to him. While Luke had been on the phone to Maddie, Noah's thoughts had drifted back to painfully vivid memories of the times that he and David had spent on leisurely Sunday mornings doing nothing other than eating breakfast in bed and making slow and easy love… back before his blissfully unaware happiness was shattered. They were memories that he wanted to forget. But he guessed seeing David again last night and now sitting here with Luke, eating breakfast in bed, had brought them all flooding back.
He shook his head and blinked, trying to rid himself of the unwanted thoughts. “It’s nothing.” Now he was the one that didn’t want to talk.
“Please tell me.” Luke felt a spike of guilt, thinking that he’d caused this usually confident outgoing man to not want to talk.
Noah sighed before taking a deep breath. “I saw David last night after I left the Lakeview.”
David?! Now he understood Noah's reluctance to talk. And he could’ve kicked himself for thinking that he was responsible for the look of sadness and pain on the other man's face right now. Damn! Just how selfish could he be?!
“Do you want to talk about it?” Luke moved closer to Noah so that their knees were touching and he was completely facing the other man.
“No,” Noah croaked out. “I just want to forget about it.”
Forget about it? Luke knew how to forget about things.
The blonde leaned in to press his lips to Noah's, sliding sensually against them until the brunette responded and parted his lips and deepened the kiss.
Breaking apart when the need to breathe became overwhelming, Luke locked eyes with Noah and a silent agreement passed between them that they were both on the same page. Noah wanted to forget and Luke knew how to help him.
Kissing and licking a path down Noah’s chin and down over his throat, Luke came to rest on the brunette’s smooth chest. He used his talented tongue to swirl around a prominent nipple before sucking it into his mouth. As he lapped his tongue over it and used his teeth to tease it erect, Noah groaned above him and Luke felt the man arch his back; trying to get more of his flesh into Luke's moist mouth.
When Luke felt Noah press his hardening cock against his knee, where it rested between the brunette’s thighs, he was more than ready to take this further himself; Noah's groans were shooting straight to his own groin.
Shifting down the bed, Luke pulled a more than willing Noah with him, until the taller man was lying flat on his back with his growing bulge pressing proudly against grey boxer briefs. Luke sat back on his heels and licked his lips hungrily at the sight before him. He eagerly lunged down to mouth Noah's length through his underwear while massaging his own growing cock.
“Luke! Please… I… I…” Noah pleaded as he pressed his hips up off the mattress, harder against Luke's eager mouth.
“I've got you,” the blonde reassured as he curled his fingers in the elastic waistband of the boxer briefs and eased them down over Noah's hips and down his long legs, throwing them clear of the bed.
He kissed the crease where Noah's thigh met his groin before licking a strip up the underside of the man's length, twirling his tongue around the tip and sucking lightly. Pulling back off the head, Luke lay his body flush against Noah’s as he worked his way back up the broad torso to devour the brunette’s lips and allowing Noah to taste himself on Luke's tongue.
Urged on by the taste and by the feel of Luke’s hardness pressing against his; knowing that the blonde wanted this as much as he did, Noah’s hands roamed down the blonde’s back, pressing the man harder against him as he bucked off the bed. The intense feeling of his naked hardness against Luke’s through the material of the other man’s boxer briefs was overwhelming, making him even harder.
Reaching the waist band of Luke’s underwear, he dipped his long fingers down under the material and teased his index finger over Luke’s puckered hole. “I need you, Luke. Want you,” Noah breathed out against the full and supple lips before sucking lightly on Luke’s bottom lip as he pressed his finger against the muscle.
Luke squirmed against Noah’s hard body. But he pulled back slightly; that wasn’t what he wanted this time. This time he wanted Noah to feel the way the brunette had made him feel on their very first night together. He wanted Noah to feel special… to feel wanted… to feel loved. Loved? Luke paused and he sat back on his heels. Love… was that what this intense burning he felt in his chest as he looked down at Noah was?
It was a new feeling for him. And it kind of scared him and thrilled him at the same time.
“Luke?” Noah looked up at the blonde questioningly.
Going with his feelings, Luke used his knees to push Noah’s legs further apart. “I want you, Noah. Want to be inside you… to make you feel how I feel every time you are inside me,” he gulped in nervous anticipation.
Noah was hesitant; he hadn’t done that in such a long time… since David, in fact. And he wasn’t sure if he wanted to give that control away to someone else again. But the earnest look on Luke’s face spoke to a need in him that he didn’t realize he had.
Surging up off the bed to meet Luke, where the younger man still knelt between his legs, he’d pulled the blonde into an open-mouthed sensual kiss, before resting their foreheads together and nodding silently.
After lying back down flat against the mattress, Noah reached a long arm out to grab the supplies from the bedside table. He felt Luke's fingers trembling slightly as he dropped the lube and the condom into the blonde's palm and closed the long fingers over them.
Luke fumbled slightly and almost dropped them onto the bed. He was nervous; this would be the first time he’d been in this position. What if he hurt the other man? After what he had put Noah through the last few weeks that was the last thing he wanted to do right now.
He swallowed hard and concentrated on the things that he knew made him feel good… hoping that they would work for Noah too.
After slipping his own underwear down off his hips and discarding them over his shoulder, he knelt back down between Noah's legs as the brunette planted his feet firmly on the mattress letting his knees drop open, exposing himself trustingly to Luke. Reaching for a pillow Luke eased it under Noah's hips as the brunette rose up slightly to aid him.
“So beautiful,” Luke whispered in awe at Noah laid out before him like this, his hand automatically going to his own cock, working himself to his full hardness. Taking Noah’s length in his hand he worked his fingers expertly up and down and he leaned in close to use his tongue over each of the brunette’s balls before continuing down to lap tentatively over Noah’s hole. Judging by the sharp intake of breath and the way Noah's hands came down to grasp Luke's hair and urge him closer; he was doing something that felt good to the other man.
Growing in confidence, Luke stiffened his tongue and pressed into Noah and soon had the brunette squirming against him. “Luuuuke. Ohmygod! Please!” Noah begged, needing… wanting more.
Luke pulled back and grabbed the lube, using a generous amount to cover his fingers. Grasping Noah’s cock again he slowly jacked him while he eased one finger at a time into the man. It felt so tight in there; he wondered how Noah would manage the girth of his cock.
“Now, Luke, now!” Noah demanded, his fingers gripping the sheets, knowing he couldn't take much more of this. And he knew he wanted to come with Luke buried deep inside him.
After removing his fingers, rolling on the condom and lubing himself up, Luke took himself in hand and pressed gently into Noah.
He felt Noah's fingers on his thigh and he stilled immediately. “Wait… just give me a second,” Noah grimaced as he felt the fullness of Luke stretching him and he closed his eyes against the pain. “It's been… a while.”
Luke was mortified and wanted to pull straight back out again but Noah curled his fingers around Luke's thigh and held him in place. “It's… it's OK.” He felt himself adjusting to the blonde's girth and he started to move back against Luke. “Move, Luke. Move now!”
Luke did as Noah ordered, easing in the rest of the way until his balls pressed against Noah's ass. He stilled again at another sharp intake of breath and he looked up at the brunette's face to see him with his eyes closed tight as he breathed deeply through the burn.
It took all of Luke's willpower not to move. Every muscle in his body screamed at him to move… to create a delicious friction against the tight moist heat that surrounded him. How did Noah… or anybody else manage to keep from moving?
Still concentrating on Noah's face, Luke was shocked and utterly turned on when the brunette's eyelids flickered open to reveal the crystal blue had turned several shades darker with lust and want. When Noah started to move back against him and a long leg curled high around his slim waist, Luke began to move again. The motion was tentative at first; Luke being unused to this position but soon their rhythm was co-coordinated and building rapidly to a crescendo.
“God Noah! Feels… so… it’s… too…” Luke bit his bottom lip and tried to concentrate on not coming too soon. But the sensation was just too overwhelming. Each thrust in made him feel more and more connected to the wondrous man writhing and fiercely clenching his fists in the folds of the sheets beneath him. Each thrust out made the blonde feel like he was leaving a part of his soul behind and he couldn’t wait to plunge back in.
Seeing the desperate look on Luke’s face, Noah ran a palm up the man’s sweat slicked chest and grasped the back of his neck, pulling him down and kissing him. “It’s OK… Luke,” he panted out breathlessly against kiss moist lips. “You can… let go.”
Those words hot across his lips almost made Luke come on the spot. But wanting them both to come together he shifted his weight onto one arm and reached for Noah's arching and proud cock with his other hand, working his fingers in time to his now erratic thrusts.
They came loud and hard within seconds of each other; Noah first, shooting high over the taut muscles of his stomach and chest, followed by Luke shuddering deep inside Noah.
The blonde collapsed heavily onto Noah's damp chest, not caring about the mess he was making. For several long moments they just lay there with Luke still deep inside as their chests heaved together and Luke buried his head in the crook of Noah's neck.
He didn't want to move but he knew this position must be uncomfortable for the other man. After gently easing out, disposing of the condom and cleaning them up as best he could with the crumpled edge of a sheet, Luke curled into Noah's side, resting his head on the man’s chest.
“You OK?” Luke asked more than a little concerned that Noah still had his eyes closed and been silent for a little while. Perhaps he'd hurt him after all.
Luke's breath across the cooling sweat on his chest tickled and it made Noah chuckle as he opened his eyes and looked down at the blonde. “Better than OK!”
“Good,” Luke grinned back up at Noah in relief and slapped the smooth chest lightly. “Me too!” He reached up to press a kiss to the side of Noah's mouth.
He settled his head back against the broad chest, closed his eyes and a sated sleep was about to overtake him when a thought hit him as he lay there surrounded by Noah’s strong arms and he took courage from the brunette. Easing up onto an elbow, he looked at Noah again. “I want to have this everyday.”
“I better get a new bed then!” Noah's chest flexed as he laughed, the euphoria that their lovemaking had erased some memories of David that he thought he would never get over made him feel slightly giddy.
“No,” Luke replied seriously. “I mean this… us.” He gestured between them with his hand.
“I want us to be a proper couple, Noah.” He kissed Noah again when the brunette’s mouth opened in surprise… about to reply.
Luke took a deep breath and told Noah what else he wanted. “I want to be able to kiss you or hold your hand in front of my parents… I want them to know who you are to me.”
Noah was stunned as he felt his heart soar. Lost for words, he let Luke continue as he sat up against the headboard.
“I… I know that it hasn't been easy for you and for that I'm sorry. So sorry, Noah. But I want to ask you to be patient with me for a little longer. I want my parents to know about you but I want them to get to know you as a person first… to know the wonderful man that you are… before they know about us.”
Noah’s silence didn't exactly fill Luke with confidence. He closed his eyes, thinking that he'd asked too much of the man… again.
A gentle hand pressed to Luke's chest made him open his eyes and he found himself looking into Noah's smiling face. “I can do that,” the brunette replied simply. It wasn't everything Noah wanted. But it was a start…
Chapter 12
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