Life

Cooper greeted Reid as he opened the door.  "Hey, Coop," Reid said as he closed the door and then reached down to pat the golden retriever's head.  He dropped his keys, wallet, and phone onto the small table in the foyer and then walked into the living room, where he found Luke watching TV on the couch.  He dropped a quick kiss to Luke's cheek on his way to the kitchen, Cooper bouncing excitedly next to him.

"You wanna go out?" Reid asked.  "C'mon."  He walked to the back door and let the dog out into the backyard.  He shucked his jacket and threw it on a kitchen chair, then did the same with his tie and dress shirt, until he was left in just a pair of jeans and a sleeveless undershirt.  He then walked into the kitchen and opened the refridgerator.

"I made chicken stir fry.  It's in the green container."

Reid pushed things around in the fridge and then grabbed two beers and sighed.  He closed the fridge, opened the first beer, and stood drinking it at the counter.  It was gone in no time, and Luke walked up to him as he was opening the second one.  Luke wrapped his arms around Reid's waist and kissed the side of his neck.  "You okay?"

Reid nodded.  "Who called you?"

"Chris."

"Freakin' Doogie..."  Reid drank down another half a beer.  "Speaking of which, I was watching this useless movie on cable last night after you fell asleep...Van Wilder?  Well, actually, it was kind of funny...anyway, there was this frat boy in it that looked just like Doogie...except younger and slimmer...and he was eating a doughnut full of................oh, nevermind...I don't want to ruin it.  I DVRd it; we can watch it sometime.  It was pretty funny, especially since the guy looked just like Chris.  Maybe we can invite Katie and Chris over to watch it."  Reid chuckled but then sighed.  "I can't believe he called you."

"He's your friend. He was worried about you," Luke said, running his fingers into Reid's hair. 

"He's not my friend."

"Sure, okay...you've been keeping that front up for years."

"It's not a front; we hate each other.  You and Katie just can't seem to accept it."

"You're so full of shit," Luke said low against Reid's ear.

Reid smiled despite himself.

"You want to talk about it?"

"No," Reid said, leaning into Luke's touch.

"You sure?"

"Positive," Reid said, giving Luke a "will you drop it already" look.

Luke nodded and squeezed the back of Reid's neck.

"Thanks though..." Reid said before gulping down the rest of his beer.

"You better slow down a little," Luke offered tentatively.

"Slowing..." Reid said, nodding and rubbing a hand over his eyes.  He then brought his hand up and played with the hair near Luke's ear, staring at his own fingers in Luke's mane, his other hand still gripping the empty beer bottle on the counter.

Luke put his hand over Reid's,  Reid loosened his grip on the bottle and moved his hand to the back of Luke's neck, pulling him toward him until their mouths pressed together.  Reid quickly deepened the kiss, probing the back of Luke's mouth with his tongue.  This surprised Luke, as Reid normally wouldn't kiss him like that after he'd been drinking.  Luke never minded, but Reid didn't like the idea of tempting Luke with the taste of alcohol.

Luke hummed into Reid's mouth as Reid gripped his body, hands everywhere.  After a few mintues, Luke broke the kiss and Reid pressed his forehead against Luke's, breathing heavily.  "Suck me?"

Luke nodded.  He loved when Reid told him what he wanted.  "Anything you need."  He dropped to his knees and tugged at Reid's belt buckle, as Reid leaned back against the counter watching him.   Luke lowered Reid's jeans and then gently removed his shoes and socks, massaging his ankles and calves as he did so.  "You want to go in the bedroom?"

"No, here's good," Reid said, stroking the side of Luke's face.  "...Unless you're not comfortable here.  Maybe the tile's too hard, huh?...okay, yeah, let's move to the couch."

"No," Luke said, taking Reid in his hand and stroking him.  He kissed his thigh.   "I'm fine right here."

"Good," Reid said, almost a whisper, as he held Luke's gaze.  "I like the view from here."  He ran the back of two fingers down Luke's nose.  "You're beautiful."

Luke gripped Reid harder.  "No need to flatter me.  I already agreed to blow you."  He smiled mischieviously and blew hot air onto Reid's cock.

The sensation caused Reid to close his eyes for a moment.  He moved his hand to the back of Luke's head.  "Well, then get on with it already."  He smiled, but as he watched his length disappear into Luke's mouth,  he moaned at the sight and his eyes closed involuntarily again..  

Luke slowly worked Reid with tight, hot suction. After a few minutes Reid couldn't help but thrust into Luke's mouth.  He ran his fingers into Luke's hair and gripped it in his fist, holding Luke's head right where he wanted it.  "Luke....," he said breathily.  "You're so fucking good at this."   He grabbed Luke's hand that was on his hip and brought it up to his mouth and sucked his first two fingers in, coating them in saliva.  

He raised his left leg and hooked it over Luke's right shoulder.  Luke grinned amusedly around Reid's dick and immediately brought his wet fingers to Reid's entrance and pushed in gently.  Reid rarely wanted this.  Sure, he'd let Luke do whatever he wanted to his ass anytime, anywhere, but he hardly every  initiated it because, quite frankly, he liked being the penetrator.   

But here he was, gripping the counter and pushing down onto Luke's fingers as they massaged his prostate, curse words leaving his mouth as Luke pulled him deeper into his throat.  Luke increased the tempo of his hand and his mouth until Reid was breathing raggedly.  "Can I come in your mouth?"  Luke hummed his agreement.  He never denied Reid that particular service, but still, Reid always asked permission.  He didn't take the act for granted.  It was sweet. 

Reid bucked forward and and streamed down Luke's throat, losing his grip on the counter as he clutched the back of Luke's head and his shoulder.  His legs started to give out on him a little from the intense sensation, but Luke quickly stood and braced him by his hips against the counter and wrapped his arms around him.  "I've got you."  Reid leaned into him, his sweaty forehead against Luke's shoulder, his chest heaving with uneven breaths. 

After a few mintues of Luke stroking his back and shoulders, Reid lifted his head and kissed Luke, sucking his taste off of Luke's toungue.  He then pushed his hand inside of Luke's sleep pants and gripped Luke.  He stroked him with a tight fist.  "I love you."  Luke couldn't answer and nodded silently as he pushed himself into Reid's hand.

As Luke's breathing became harder, Reid released him and turned around in Luke's arms, putting his hands on the counter and pushing himself back against Luke's erection.

Luke moved his hands to Reid's hips.  "Yeah?" Luke asked.

"Yes," Reid answered.  "C'mon."

Luke chuckled.  "What's gotten into you tonight?"  He reached around and found Reid hard.  He wrapped his hand around him.  "Still?  Or again?"

"Does it matter, Snyder?  C'mon.  You want to talk or do you want to fuck me?"

"Take this off," Luke said pushing up Reid's undershirt.  "I want to see your body."  Reid pulled it over his head and leaned forward against the counter as Luke tugged his own pants down and stepped out of them.  Luke ran his hands over Reid's muscular back and down to his hips. 

"Take yours off too," Reid said, tugging at the hem of Luke's t-shirt.  Luke pulled his shirt off and let it drop to the floor.  His hands then returned to Reid's arms and back before he encircled Reid's waist and hugged him back against him.  "I love you too."  He kissed Reid's shoulder before straightening.

Reid leaned to the side and blindly pulled open a drawer, feeling around inside.

"What'r you doing?" Luke said, running a hand over Reid's ass.

"There it is..." Reid said, closing the drawer and putting a tube of lubricant on the counter.  

"We have Astroglide in the kitchen?" Luke chuckled, grabbing the tube.

"Junk drawer has everything."

Luke prepared himself and then slipped two lubed fingers into Reid, causing him to groan and push back.  "More..."  Luke scissored his fingers and then pushed in a third one.    Reid tried to stroke himself, but Luke pulled his hand away.  "I want to do that."  Reid made a low sound that was half moan, half whimper.

Luke lined himself up and pushed all the way into Reid.  Reid's breath hitched a bit, and Luke knew that it hurt a little.  He stayed still to give Reid time to adjust, but Reid immediately began moving against him.  "C'mon, Luke...hard..."

Luke pulled all the way out of Reid, grabbed his hips, and slammed back into him, and when he repeated the move, Reid pushed back to meet his thrust.  Luke leaned forward and licked from Reid's back up to his neck and then set into a rhythm that had them both on the edge in no time.  Luke slowed and gritted his teeth.  He reached around and stroked Reid.  "I want you to come first.  I want to feel you when you come."  Reid groaned and pushed himself into Luke's fist.  Luke jerked faster, and Reid quieted as Luke pressed his cock against Reid's prostate.    Suddenly, he put his hand over Luke's and tried to stop him from stroking, but it was too late.  He growled and shuddered as he came.

Luke stilled completely and felt warmth spread over his hand and Reid's as he concentrated on the heat and pulsing of Reid's ass that just became tighter and pulled him in deeper.  He tried to hold back, wanting to thrust a few more times, but the feeling was too much, and he moaned and bucked as he felt himself unloading into Reid.   He leaned his forehead against Reid's back and rode out the waves that rolled through him, Reid's name and "fuck"  falling out of his mouth  and against Reid's skin.

Luke eventually crumbled down Reid's back, and he laid on the cool tile, his breath still coming out in ragged pants.  Reid lowered himself to the floor too and stretched  out on Luke's lower half, his head resting firmly on Luke's stomach.  "Damn, Snyder..."

"I know," Luke replied, a blissed out smile on his face.  "I know."

They lay in silence for a few mintues, Reid stroking Luke's side, and Luke running his hand through Reid's hair, the other arm draped across his eyes.

Suddenly a small cry came from the baby monitor on the coffee table in the living room.

"Shhhhh," luke said softly and then whispered, "Not now, Finn.  Go back to sleep, baby."

As the cries got louder, Reid laughed.  He pushed up with his arms and said, "I'll get him."  He kissed Luke's stomach.  "I'm surprised he waited this long.  That kid's usually a little cock blocker."  He stood up and held a hand down to Luke to help him up.  Once Luke was standing, Reid found his boxers and slipped them on.  He then went to the sink and washed his hands as the baby's cries got even more insistent.  "Hold on, Finn, Daddy's coming," Reid called out as he flicked his wet hands at Luke, splashing him, and then dried them on the back of his boxers. 

Luke smiled and watched Reid walk towards the baby's room. 

A few minutes later, Reid walked out, holding Finley against his chest.  Luke handed Reid a warmed bottle, and they both sat down on the couch.  Never to be left out, Cooper walked over with a canine heavy sigh and plopped down at their feet.  Reid held the bottle to the baby's lips and couldn't help but smile watching the his son eat with enthusiasm.  He kissed the top of Finn's head, and the baby smiled around the nipple before continuing to eat.

"I think he's gotten bigger since this morning," Reid said quietly.

Luke smiled at the look of awe that was always on Reid's face when he held their now five-month-old son.  "Well, he has your appetite, that's for sure."

"And your good looks," Reid replied, his eyes never leaving Finn. "I love him so fucking much."

"I know."

"I can't stop saying it."

"I know," Luke laughed.  It was funny because every time Reid held Finn, he told him he loved him.  Or he told Luke he loved him.  Or he told Cooper how much he loved him.  It's like he couldn't believe how in love he was with the little diaper demolisher.  "But  Reid...," Luke continued.  "You have to stop saying the F word in front of him."

"Yeah," Reid cooed in Finn's direction.  "You're right.  Because, ya know, I can already tell this kid's a genius..I mean, you 've seen him in that exersaucer thing...he's fucking...i mean freaking brilliant.  I've been reading some Carl Sagan to him, and he seems interested.  It's like he really listens to me.  I think he gets some of it.   Anyway...I'm sure he'll be talking in a few weeks...I mean, look...he already said my name a few days ago."

Luke chuckled softly and kissed Reid's shoulder.  "You're so cute." 

"Don't call me cute." 

"And he was babbling dada...dada," said Luke. "All babies to do that."

"No way.  He was saying daddy," Reid argued, putting Finn on his shoulder to burp him.

Finn let out a monster sized burp and Reid lowered him down into a cradled position, the baby already rubbing at his eyes with the back of his hands.  Reid ran his fingertip gently across his son's nose.
"Goodnight, Little Man."  

Reid sighed and turned his head toward Luke.  "Look at him, Luke.  He's perfect."

"Yes, he is."

"And he's ours."

"Yes, he is," Luke agreed again, rubbing the back of his hand along Reid's jaw.

Reid looked down at the baby now sleeping in his arms.  "I love him so fucking much," he said for the third time that day and shook his head.

"I know," Luke said smiling and wrapping his arms around Finn and Reid.  

"Sorry.  I cursed in front of him again..."  Reid said quietly.

"It's okay," Luke answered.  "I love him so fucking much too."