The rain was finally starting to let up but Luke and Reid were nowhere near the entrance to the barn. They had wandered up to the loft where Luke proceeded to pull two blankets from the wooden shelf and laid them out on top of each other near the far wall. Reid had Luke's jacket in his hand and was pulling off his own and laying them down on the ground when Luke came up behind him, hands wrapping around his middle and holding him tenderly. Reid said nothing, just leaning into the embrace. His hands folded over Luke's, head leaning back a bit as Luke's chin came to rest on his shoulder.

All around them were the sounds of the storm that was slowly dying. The air smelled wonderful with fresh rain and there was a cool, moist breeze blowing through the windows. Reid was oblivious to how beautiful it was, though. All he could hear was Luke's soft breathing in his ear. All he could smell was Luke's shampoo. All he could feel was Luke's hands as they wandered over his chest, slowly undoing the buttons of his shirt.

Reid took in a sharp breath as Luke tugged his dress shirt free from his jeans, his hands wandering low to undo the last few buttons. Stepping back with a grip on Reid's shirt, Luke pulled the fabric with him, easily removing it from Reid's body and dropping it on the floor. Reid turned around then and was instantly tugging at Luke's shirt. Luke raised his arms and Reid eased it up and over, abandoning it to the darkness of the loft.

Truth be told he felt like he was in some bad Nic Sparks movie, but he didn't care, especially when Luke took five steps back onto the blanket and stared at him with dark eyes that were overflowing with desire. Luke first pulled off his shoes and socks and then raised his hands and undid the button and zipper of his jeans, eyes never leaving Reid's. Slowly, too slowly, Luke pushed the denim down his pale legs and kicked them away, leaving him standing there in only his boxer briefs. Reid was already drinking in the sight of him. He realized that his breathing was shaky, but he just couldn't look away from the beautiful man in front of him.

Next Luke's thumbs looped around the band of his briefs and began to move downward, pulling the thin fabric away and stepping out them and tossing them into the pile of clothes. For a moment Reid swore his heart had stopped beating all together. He'd seen Luke naked countless times, but never quite like this: Never standing so confidently and open, illuminated by moonlight and lightening, and never with eyes so adoringly focused on him.

Reid stepped forward, only enough so that he was also on the blanket. His eyes were locked with Luke's by now; neither could look away even if they wanted to, which of course they didn't. Just as Luke had done, Reid lifted each foot one by one and carefully pulled off his shoes and socks, depositing them somewhere behind him. Next he undid his pants and let them fall, stepping out of them and pushing them aside with his foot. Taking his time, just as Luke had done, he let his hands slowly fall to his hips, fingers gently gripping the band of his boxers and almost teasingly dragging them down, away from his hips, over his thighs and then his knees, and finally over his feet, dropping them behind him. He felt incredibly exposed, and not just physically, but somehow he didn't mind. Actually, he kind of liked it. He watched as Luke's eyes wandered, trailing over every inch of his body. At one time this might have embarrassed or worried Reid, even if he wouldn't have admitted it, but right now he felt nothing but confidence and pride and patience.

Luke's eyes returned to Reid's face, smiling that oh-so innocent smile of his, completely awe-struck by the man in front of him. He shook his head a little, wondering what he could have possibly done to deserve someone like Reid. For a few minutes they just stood there, watching each other and standing only feet apart, their blood beginning to race.

Normally Reid was the more dominant one when it came to their sex life. That wasn't to say that Luke never took control, but more often than not it was Reid who was initiating and directing. Tonight was one of those few nights, though, when Luke couldn't help himself. It was finally too much, standing so far away from Reid. He could already feel his body reacting in anticipation and so he silently stepped forward, toes curling over the blankets as he came close. His hand brushed Reid's hip and the older man tensed, his body also beginning to react expectedly. Luke's other hand came up to brush over Reid's hair and then coming to rest on his cheek. Luke's breath was warm on his face and Reid was starting to lose it, but he decided to wait, letting Luke keep control. Thankfully for him Luke was going just as crazy and as if reading his thoughts, he leaned in and pressed his lips hard against Reid's. Reid's arms responded instantly, wrapping tightly around Luke's thin body and pulling him close.

Slowly they lowered each other down onto the blankets, Reid on his back with Luke crouching over him. Their chests were tightly together, legs tangled and soft moans filling the humid air as they rolled their hips together. They continued to kiss, slow and deep, hands wandering and tugging and urging their bodies closer.

This time was a lot like their first time together, an experience that had been unique and unmatched since. They took their time, exploring and relearning each other, both giving and receiving evenly. Hours went by and the storm had long passed, the moonlight shining in through the windows by the time they'd simply fallen into each other. Luke had wandered over to grab a third, lighter blanket, which he pulled overtop of them as he curled up next to Reid. His head fit perfectly into the crook of Reid's neck, an arm sprawled over his chest. Reid's arms cradled Luke against him, legs tangled together. Sure, they could have dressed and snuck back in, but as the warm night air filled the barn with the smell of rain, the warmth of the other's body pressing against their own and the knowledge that regardless of when they finally came in there would be questions to answer, they decided that they were fine just where they were.

"I love you," Luke whispered, uttering the first real words since they'd first made their way up into the loft. He lightly kissed Reid's chest, making Reid's heart flutter uncontrollably.

Reid ran his fingers through Luke's hair, sitting up just enough to kiss the top of his head. "I love you, too," he said back softly. He could feel Luke's lips pull into a smile against his chest, which made him smile as well. He laid back again, content with just holding Luke close. It wasn't clear which one fell asleep first, but as they laid together in a beautifully tangled mess, surely it didn't matter.