miracle (miracle) wrote in luke_noah, @ 2007-11-25 14:55:00 |
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Entry tags: | -[luke/noah]-, fanfic, fanfic: [atwt], fanfic: rating: teen&under, ยป by: gershwhen |
Fiction: Dessert
Original poster: gershwhen
Author: Gershwhen
Characters | Pairing: Luke/Noah
Rating: PG
Spoilers | Warnings:: Canon through Thanksgiving
Summary: What happened after Lily left the house?
(This may be the introduction to a longer story, we'll see how this goes!)
Thanksgiving Evening
"Hey, anyone want pie?" Holden's voice echoed from the kitchen onto the porch.
Faith looked over, grabbed her sister's hand and they took off through the screen door into the house.
Luke smiled up at Noah. "Can you hold off on dessert for a bit? I promise there's plenty."
"No problem." Noah moved toward one of the cushioned chairs and sat down.
Luke wheeled his chair over to face him. "I'm glad you stayed for dinner. And I wanted to...," he cleared his throat. "I, um, wanted to say that I was... Well, that is I...need to tell you..."
Noah grabbed Luke's hand and held it in both of his. "Hey, you're the writer remember? You're supposed to be the one good with words. Do what you always tell me to do, just say it."
Luke looked up from their clasped hands, through his bangs and into Noah's eyes. He unconsciously gripped Noah's hand more tightly. "I wanted you to know that you are one of the people I'm most thankful for this Thanksgiving. Having you here, sitting beside me at my family table meant a lot to me. I know it can't have been easy for you, with everything that's been going on. But I need you to know that it meant so much to me."
Noah rubbed hit thumbs in circles on Luke's hand offering comfort where he could. He raised one hand to Luke's cheek and caressed it. He felt Luke lean into his hand and nuzzle the palm and then gently kiss it. His stomach dropped at the intensity of the feeling, his whole body heating. Spreading his legs, Noah pulled Luke's chair forward and straddled it as best he could. He could feel the brake digging into his knee, but he ignored it as he leaned in, sliding his hand back to cradle Luke's head. Hesitating only a moment, he softly kissed him. The heat in his body continued to build as he felt Luke respond. The slow languid kiss turned as he nibbled Luke's bottom lip. The short gasp of surprise gave him all the space he needed as he slid his tongue into the warm cavern of Luke's mouth. They tasted each other slowly, neither willing to rush this moment.
Noah felt Luke's fingers running along his nape, as his head was held firmly. The fingers slid down the neck of his fleece sending shivers of desire down his spine. Panting, he pulled back to look into Luke's upturned face, the warm puffs of breath brushing over his skin as Luke worked to regain control. "I..."
The porch door slammed open and Holden peered out, "Did you guys want coffee or..." his words stopped as he realized what he was interrupting. "Er, a...sorry, guys I'll just..." He pointed back in the house as the door slammed shut.
Noah shook his head in embarrassment, as he watched Luke's cheeks flush. He realized he was gripping Luke's right hand as if he was afraid he'd roll away. "Sorry, I got carried away and..."
Luke's long fingers brushed his lips. "Don't apologize, this was..." His eyes glittered as he watched Noah for a moment. Then crooking a half-smile he squeezed Noah's hand in his, voice dropping to almost a whisper, "This was more than I'd ever expected for today, please don't be sorry for it." They shared one more heated glance and then Luke rolled his chair back.
Standing, Noah took the handles and pushed Luke back to the kitchen. Dessert could never compare with what they had just shared.
TBC?
Feedback (critical or kind) is always welcome.