They continued to kiss in the doorway for a few more minutes before stepping away and laughing.

"I guess I should let you inside," joked Reid. Luke grabbed up his bag and carried it in, Reid telling him to just drop it beside the couch. As he came into the room Luke could smell something wonderful was cooking. Reid rushed around to the kitchen, grabbing a small rag off the counter and throwing it over his shoulder. He immediately opened the oven and pulled out a glass container. The smell was familiar and once he saw it Luke knew it to be a simple but always welcomed tuna casserole. He strolled around to the kitchen, laughing.

"You cooked?" he asked.

"What? I cook from time to time," replied Reid, grinning. "Especially when I know I have time to kill and nothing to kill it with."

They ate dinner on the patio, catching up and sharing stories, laughing even when it wasn't necessary. They felt silly in many ways, which at least Luke admitted freely, but that didn't matter. All they cared about was being together again, relishing in the idea of starting something real.

Luke was rummaging through Reid's cabinets while Reid was on the phone with one of his colleagues He found a box of brownie batter and without asking started on the dessert. Reid was on the phone for quite some time and when he returned to the kitchen, apologizing for the interruption, he stopped dead in his tracks, partly due to the grin on Luke's face as well as from the smell that was now filling his house.

"What are you doing?" he asked evenly. Luke laughed.

"I'm making us some dessert," he answered. Reid blinked.

"I'm surprised you found everything," he shrugged, coming into the kitchen.

The brownies were done quickly but were still too warm to cut, so they wandered into the living room, planning to at least attempt to find something to watch. Reid turned to find the remote, but as he turned the other way he saw Luke, standing close, watching him intently. He stopped looking for the remote, immediately sensing the tension. Luke didn't hesitate this time, cupping Reid's face and kissing him hard. Reid responded instantly, hands finding Luke's hips, thumbs moving over the thin fabric that separated their skin.

It started off slowly, just as the first time they'd kissed. Their breathing was staggered, shaky lips lingering apart for long moments as the desire built before tentatively pressing together again. Their fingers relearned the outline of each other's jaws, lips remembering vividly the pressure of the other's mouth, tongues reuniting and bodies once again molding perfectly together.

"Are you trying to seduce me, Mr. Snyder?" Reid whispered, his voice shaking with desire. Luke held his face, staring him in the eyes.

"That depends. Is it working?" Luke smirked, his tone soft and just as needy as Reid's. Reid couldn't help but grin, entirely too amused.

"Hell yes," he replied, hungrily claiming Luke's mouth.

When Luke knocked into the coffee table they decided that perhaps they should move things elsewhere; say, the bedroom? Reid suggested it, watching Luke closely. Luke nodded and said yes immediately. Gripping his hand tightly Reid led them into the room, not bothering with the door. As soon as they were both inside he led Luke straight to the bed. They crawled in, sitting on their knees and tugging at each other desperately. In no time at all both of their shirts were deposited on the floor. Even the shoes and socks were lost somewhere in the room, though neither could remember when exactly that happened.

Reid could feel his heart racing, most noticeably in between his hips. He raked his fingers over Luke's chest and stomach, which made the blonde's eyes roll back and close. Reid was learning quickly which buttons to push, and he loved it. His mouth trailed away from Luke's leaving wet kisses down his jaw, his neck, his collar bone, hands brushing over the sensitive skin just above the hips. Luke squirmed against him, making those noises Reid had been missing for almost two months.

Luke took a firm hold of Reid's waist, allowing himself to fall back into the bed and pulling Reid on top of him. Reid continued to kiss down Luke's chest, paying attention to his nipple and his stomach before wandering even further. He tugged a little at Luke's pants, leaving kisses along the defined start of that perfect V. Luke raised his hips, clinging to the sheets and stifling another moan. Reid's hands played over the front of Luke's jeans, and he was starting to go crazy.

Coming back over Luke, Reid claimed his lips greedily, biting and sucking and down right attacking his mouth. Luke responded with the same wild eagerness, hands pulling at Reid's hair and raking up his back.

The teasing continued before it got to a point where their tight jeans were just far too uncomfortable to keep it up. Luke sat up with Reid practically in his lap, each undoing the other's pants. They separated just long enough to shuffle out of the denim, tossing them aimlessly across the room. Their mouths connected again, but their hands continued to roam and it didn't take long for their boxers to vanish as well.

Once they were both completely naked the rushing seemed to subside. Reid hovered over Luke, kissing him hard but tenderly on the mouth, grinding their hips together. Many times one or both of them moaned loudly, only making the waiting even more unbearable. Neither wanted this to just be a quick fuck, though. Without saying it they both knew what this was; they were making love.

They stayed in bed together for hours, learning every curve and line of the other's body, discovering what spots made them squirm and what made them melt. They explored and experimented and both gave their all to the other. By the time they passed out, clinging to each other tightly beneath a single sheet, the now cold brownies on the counter were a very distant memory.