Reid watched Luke for a moment, their eyes locked. It was clear that Reid was far more at ease than Luke was, and he knew that meant he would have to take the initiative. He turned his eyes away after a few moments, setting his mug and the creamers on the table. He then reached out and casually pulled Luke's mug from his hands. Luke's eyes followed the mug momentarily before shooting back up to Reid's face, wide with anticipation.
At first he decided to just test the waters, stepping closer and reaching for Luke's hand. His finger's brushed Luke's gently and they both glanced down, their fingers loosely intertwined. When he looked up, Reid's face was almost blank but his eyes were glowing with the same anticipation as Luke's. He held up his free hand, his fingertips grazing Luke's cheek. Luke inhaled sharply, eyes meeting Reid's and locking on. Instinctively they both moved closer. Reid's hand fully cupped Luke's face, and finally he moved in.
Their lips barely brushed against each other at first. Reid didn't want to scare Luke away after all and knew that moving too quickly with someone in Luke's position would certainly do just that. He pulled away long enough to gage a reaction, but much to his surprise Luke didn't give him much time to do that before he was being pulled back in.
It was instantly clear that there was something here, something neither of them could explain even if they wanted to. Their hands began to tug at each other, pulling at each other's shirts and getting lost in the other's hair. What started out as slow and mild quickly intensified. The heat was building rapidly and neither seemed to have any intention of slowing down. Reid wrapped an arm tightly around Luke's slim waist, his other hand still cupping his face and holding him close. He spun them a little so that Luke's back was to the wall, pinning the blond in place. At this point his let his hand roam. One arm was against the wall at Luke's side to help keep him in place, the other traveling slowly up his arm, across his shoulders, over his chest, and down his sides. Reid gripped Luke's hip, pulling the lower half of their bodies together. He heard Luke moan into the kiss, which only encouraged him. His hand wandered around to the front of Luke's jeans and when he felt the boy squirm, he grinned. Against what he was sure Luke was expecting his hand wandered up, fingers gripping the hem of his shirt and tugging urgently.
Luke took a bit of control, though, and pushed them away from the wall and steering them toward the center of the room. His hands wandered over Reid's chest, finding the top button of his shirt and quickly undoing it. Reid's hands slipped beneath the fabric of Luke's shirt, who savored the feeling of warm hands roaming his skin. Reid's fingers trailed over every inch of his chest that they could, wandering further and further up the fabric. Luke broke the kiss long enough for Reid to get a hold of his shirt and pull it over his head. As soon as the article was discarded on the floor Luke brought his mouth crashing down on Reid's once more, his hands still fumbling with the remaining buttons.
Reid decided to help, after all he had no desire to keep the damn thing on either. His shirt had been tucked in but he pulled it out, undoing the bottom buttons for Luke and their hands meeting about halfway up his chest. They tangled together briefly before working together to relieve Reid of the confining garment.
Both shirtless, Reid took hold of Luke's waist, breaking the kiss and forcing him to look him in the eyes. For a moment he wondered if he was still breathing, watching that beautiful face stare back at him with desire. He steered them backward, eyes still locked as he slowly lowered Luke onto the bed. Lips still apart but eyes locked together, they moved back so that they were fully on the bed, Luke with his back to the blankets and Reid overtop of him. Reid adjusted himself a bit, one knee between Luke's legs, and slowly lowered himself so that their bare chests were almost touching. Their mouths lingered less than an inch apart. Reid strategically brought his knee forward, pressing it suggestively between Luke's legs. Luke's eyes fell shut instantly and he continued to squirm, making more of those soft noises that Reid loved to hear. One hand gripped Luke's hip, the other being used to hold Reid up. He held the other man in place as he gently pressed he knee against him. Luke moaned even louder and Reid knew he couldn't take it anymore. As much as he loved the sounds coming from that pretty little mouth, he knew he'd rather see it bruised. His lips attacked Luke's, pressing hungrily against his mouth and tongue demanding entrance.
Luke was just as eager it seemed, holding onto Reid's waist and pulling him close, nails gently raking over his skin. This time Reid moaned into the kiss. Both of his hands wandered down to the front of Luke's jeans and began to unbutton and unzip them. Luke wriggled beneath him, hips pressing upward automatically. It was then that Luke broke the kiss, hands grabbing at Reid's.
"Wait," he said breathlessly. Reid didn't say anything or try to do anything further. Sadly, he'd half expected this. He continued to hover over Luke, watching the blonde's distraught face. Luke was panting but his body relaxed into the blankets, a hand coming to hold the sweaty hair out of his face.
When he didn't say anything further Reid was able to take the hint. He crawled off of Luke, off the bed, and toward his shirt that lay with Luke's on the floor. Luke redid his pants and sat up, watching as Reid, his back to Luke, pulled on his shirt.
"Reid…" Luke began sadly. Reid turned to him, face forlorn as he fixed his collar and began buttoning his shirt.
"You don't have to say anything, Luke," said Reid, his tone unreadable. Luke continued to frown, scooting off the bed as well. He scooped up his own shirt and pulled it on awkwardly, watching as Reid picked up his jacket. Luke found himself in an immense state of confusion, unsure which he regretted more; letting things go so far, or letting them stop.
"I should go," said Reid. Luke stared at him desperately but said nothing. Reid nodded and turned away, heading to the door.
Luke followed him in silence. Just as he was about to leave Reid turned back to Luke, who was standing right in front of him. Reid could see the hurt and confusion that was so plainly etched into his face. He forced a smile, reaching out and cupping Luke's face.
"It's alright, Luke," he said sincerely. Luke was amazed when Reid leaned in and kissed him tenderly on the lips. When he pulled away Luke felt himself wanting more, his lips feeling cold and barren without Reid's. Again Reid forced a sad smile before opening the door and stepping through, gently closing it behind him.
Neither of them slept well that night. Lying there in that bed Luke could still feel Reid against him. Reid felt similarly, longing for the feeling of Luke's hotel bed versus his own, which was actually quite a big deal as he generally loathed hotel beds. He forced himself to sleep, knowing he had a long day ahead of him. As he drifted away he found himself hoping that Luke would get some sleep, too.
