Headaches
Chapter 11
Within three days, life at the Oliver-Snyder residence appeared to have finally returned to normal. Reid had just one more hurdle to overcome to get his world back in alignment.
Friday night was quieter than usual. After Ethan confessed how he had been feeling to his sisters, Faith insisted he come for a weekend visit with her little family. A spike of warm weather was expected over the weekend, so she and Parker planned to take their kids and Ethan to Snyder Pond, and visit with Emma and Natalie.
It was all too sweet and perfect for Reid. He was thrilled when Luke bowed out of their invitation to join the group, especially since it probably wasn’t a good idea to expose Bobby to Faith’s little germ-breeders so soon.
Bobby had been fever free for over twenty-four hours and Luke finally seemed willing to relax.
Reid was still finishing his dessert as he watched Luke putting their dinner dishes in the dishwasher. “If you wait, I’ll help you.”
“It’s no big deal. There’s just you and me tonight. Let’s face it, once the bottles are prepared, Bobby and Miri don’t make too big a kitchen mess.” Luke softly chuckled.
“Can I assume you’re finally going to let me put our son back in his own bed?”
Luke’s hands stilled. He turned to face Reid and bit his lip.
“Luke, he’s alright. He’s young and doesn’t have a well-developed immune system yet, so he caught something easier than any of us might have.”
“But what about Miri? Shouldn’t we keep her protected in case he’s still contagious?”
“You’re looking for excuses. Chris already told us he can return to his crib.” Reid stood up, leaving behind the last half of his slice of pie. Dealing with Luke’s anxiety was even more important than Emma’s baked goods.
Wrapping his arms around Luke the two looked into each other’s eyes. “It wasn’t our fault. It wasn’t your fault. Babies get sick every day and we have two so the odds are against us.”
Luke huffed and tried to look away, but Reid cupped his chin, pulling him close and pressing their lips together. “He’s napping in his bed now. Isn’t that enough?”
Shaking his head, Reid kissed Luke again. Opening his mouth, Reid pushed his tongue past his husband’s inviting lips. It had been days since they had made love and there would be no more excuses.
Separating, Luke laced his fingers in Reid’s hair. “Are you sure we’re not assuming he’s alright too soon?”
“Do you trust me, Luke?”
“Of course I trust you. I trust you to be the genius doctor I married and am raising a family with... if I don’t mess it up.”
“There’s no chance of you messing up the family thing.” Reid pressed his cheek to Luke’s, whispering in his ear. “You’re a natural.”
“Are we still talking about parenting?” Reid could feel Luke’s heartbeat speeding up.
“We’re talking about everything. You’re a natural with everything you attempt, and you’ll be an amazing parent, just like your father was -- even better.”
“I love you Reid. I’ve missed you; missed this.”
With his arm still wrapped around Luke’s waist, Reid guided him toward their bedroom.
“The rest of the dishes are still in the sink.”
“They’ll still be there tomorrow. It’s our time now.”
Luke licked his lips as the two walked into their bedroom.
Running his fingers over Luke’s shoulders, and down his arms, Reid grabbed the hem of his lover’s shirt, and in one swift motion pulled it off. “You’re beautiful, Luke.” Reid rubbed each erect nipple, licking then pinching them alternately.
“Oh God, Reid. I want you so much. I always want you.”
“Good to know.” Reid popped the button at the waist of Luke’s pants and then lowered the zipper.
After tugging off their shoes and socks, both quickly pulled off their pants and briefs. “Reid, your shirt.” Luke ran his hands down Reid’s still covered arms.
Reid began to pull the garment off, but Luke grabbed his hands.
“Let me.” Luke slowly unbuttoned the shirt and let it fall open. Holding Reid close, Luke pushed the garment off Reid’s shoulders, his hands running down Reid’s now bare arms, sending a chill up his spine. “You’re pretty damn good looking yourself.”
“Luke. Bed.” Reid’s cock was rapidly responding to Luke’s undivided attention.
The two lay on their bed, alone for the first time in days. “I want you, Reid. I miss you inside me.”
Unwilling to wait, Reid inched on top of Luke, aligning their bodies. He felt the heat building as their cocks touched. Grabbing the lube from their nightstand drawer, Reid squirted a healthy amount onto his hand, reaching between the two, feeling their mutual need as both of them responded to his touch.
His hand still moist, Reid moved away.
“Reid.” It came out more as a moan than a name.
“Rest your legs on my shoulders.”
Luke nodded, doing as he was told, his eyes on Reid the entire time.
Pushing one finger into Luke, and the next soon after, Reid smiled. It had been too long.
Luke’s back arched and he gripped the sheets beneath them. “Ahhh!”
“Are you ready for more? Are you ready for me?”
Taking a deep breath, Luke looked directly at Reid. “I’m always ready for you. Always.”
Gently removing his fingers from Luke’s warmth, Reid ran his warm hand over his own very hard cock, spreading the rest of the lube. It had been days and he didn’t want Luke to feel any unnecessary pain.
“Please, Reid.”
“Breathe.” Reid’s voice was thick with desire and need. “I’m here and I want you now.”
Luke’s smile morphed into an “O” shape as Reid pushed inside. It was something so familiar, yet something Reid never experienced the same way twice. Being inside Luke, making them one in their love, became more and more powerful every time they were together.
Stopping partway to his goal, Reid gazed into Luke’s desire darkened eyes. “Are you okay?”
“Perfect.” Luke pressed back. “More, now.”
Nodding, Reid moved his body, joining them completely. He stilled, leaning down, kissing Luke over and over as he began to move, sharing the rhythm they knew and loved.
Their coupling wouldn’t last long. Reid had missed this too much, and from the sounds Luke was making from deep within, and the way he was grabbing at Reid, digging his fingers into his back, it was obvious he had missed it just as much.
Despite knowing they would both be wearing the marks of their passion, Reid continued his assault on Luke’s now swollen lips, all the while moving inside him. Changing his position, Reid knew he would brush Luke’s prostate over and over.
“Reid! Oh God!” Luke’s legs slipped and his nails dug into Reid’s shoulders.
Never breaking the rhythm, Reid reveled in their building urgency as he watched Luke fly over the edge, shooting between them so forcefully that he felt the ejaculate hit his neck.
Feeling Luke’s body tighten around him, the intense hunger beyond control, Reid stifled his moan, crashing his lips against Luke’s once again as he filled him, spilling into the warm space that was his alone.
Collapsing onto Luke, the two lay clinging to one another, a warm, sticky, sweaty mess. It was pure bliss. Reid hadn’t felt this good in what seemed like ages, and it appeared Luke felt the same way, the two completely in synch as usual.
Some of the worst their kids could throw at them was behind them, and they were stronger and closer than ever. Being a parent wasn’t turning into the torture Reid used to think it would be, most certainly because he was co-parenting with Luke.
As their panting slowed and breathing returned to normal, Reid slipped from Luke’s body. Still holding him close, Reid turned them onto their sides, facing one another.
Luke kissed Reid’s lips, cheek, and neck, then rested his head against Reid’s chest. “I love you so much. Without you I’d be nothing.”
“You’re wrong, Luke.”
Reid felt Luke shiver. “What do you mean?”
“You’re everything on your own, but together we’re doubly powerful. We’re right for each other. I could never imagine feeling this way about anyone else.”
“We are right for each other.” Luke snuggled in closer even though it seemed impossible. “I believed it when we were first together and I know it now.”
“I’ve known it for years.”
“Me too.”
“I love you, Luke.”
As the two remained wrapped in their warm embrace and were about to fall off to sleep, a loud wail was heard through the nursery monitor, and then another in a slightly different pitch.
“I love you so much, Luke. I wish I didn’t have to let you go.” Reid sighed. “Unfortunately it seems our kids take after me and are demanding their food immediately.”
“I’ll never let you go either.” Luke left one last peck on Reid’s lips.
Regretfully abandoning the warmth of each other’s arms, and their bed, Reid and Luke put on robes and walked to the nursery hand in hand, neither man willing to completely lose physical contact with the other.
[TBC]