All This Time (10/10)

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Title: All This Time
Chapter: Ten
Author: noelleleithe
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Luke/Noah
Word count: ~2,120
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything here except my own words and a handful of original characters. Opening lyrics by Sting. No copyright infringement is intended.

Author's notes: In Chapter One.

Previous chapters:
One || Two || Three || Four || Five || Six || Seven || Eight || Nine

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If I had my way I'd take a boat from the river
And I'd bury the old man,
I'd bury him at sea
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Luke's eyes darkened, and Noah knew he was on board. "Okay," Luke said. He set down the bottle and tore the edge of the condom wrapper, carefully setting it off to one side. Moving further down the bed, he pushed at Noah's legs, and Noah bent his knees, his feet flat on the mattress.

Noah blew out a breath and tried to relax. It wasn't like he'd never done any of this, he reminded himself. He closed his eyes and pictured the last blowjob Luke had given him, back at Christmas before everything had fallen apart. Luke's fingers pressing against his prostate had left Noah shattered in all the best ways. His body throbbed at the thought of that feeling multiplied by the thickness of Luke's cock.

He felt a finger brush against his opening and tense for just a second before he remembered to relax. "Noah," Luke said softly. "I need you to talk to me. Doesn't have to be anything fancy. Just tell me if it's okay or if you need me to stop."

Noah nodded. "Okay," he said. "I'll try." Luke's finger circled, pressed in just a bit, and Noah moaned. "Yeah," he whispered. "More."

The pressure lightened, and then Luke's finger was slipping inside, just breaching the tight ring of muscle. "Ah yeah." Noah rocked his hips down, felt the intrusion go a little deeper. "Don't ... it's okay, Luke. Feels good, don't stop."

"Yeah," Luke sighed out. He pushed his finger in all the way, then crooked it up, finding the bundle of nerves and rubbing hard. Noah nearly levitated off the mattress, and when he came back down he heard Luke laughing softly. "Guess I don't need you to talk me through everything," Luke said, and Noah had to laugh, too.

Noah looked down his body to where Luke sat between his legs. His face and upper chest were flushed with arousal, his eyes wide and dark, and an intense look of concentration was on his face, even through the humor. Noah reached down with one hand, needing to touch Luke, and Luke smiled as he stretched out his free hand. Luke's finger worked in small circles inside, and Noah moaned again.

"Ready for more?" Luke asked, and Noah nodded quickly. Luke released his hand and reached for the lube again, sliding his finger out and then going back in just as carefully with two this time, watching Noah's face. Noah breathed and shifted his hips; things were a little tighter this time, but there was still no pain.

Luke reached up again, but instead of taking Noah's hand, he wrapped his fingers around Noah's cock. "Ahhh, yeah," Noah groaned, his head dropping back against the pillow as Luke stroked him slowly, in time with the movement of his fingers. The hands moved away, but before Noah could look down again they were back, this time three fingers moving inside of him, pressing against his prostate. "Oh God Luke."

"Jesus, Noah," Luke rasped out. "You have no idea how beautiful you are like this."

Noah grunted, his hips shifting back and forth, his body begging for more of what Luke's hands were doing to him. "God, Luke, please," Noah said. "Fuck me."

Luke made a choked sound that might have been a laugh, a sob, or a moan, but Noah didn't care. He just wanted Luke inside him, nownownow, wanted to feel all of him, wanted it all right now. "Please," he moaned again. "Now. Fuck."

"Shit." Luke's hands were gone again, and Noah opened his eyes, surprised to realize he'd had them squeezed shut, to see Luke diving for the condom and removing it from its packaging with shaky hands. His mouth hung open as he quickly covered his cock, and his fingers fumbled with the bottle as he added lube on top of latex.

Noah reached down and grabbed the backs of his thighs, lifting his legs off the mattress. "In me," he pleaded, hips shifting involuntarily. "Please, need you so much."

"God." Luke shifted forward, replacing Noah's hands with his own, lifting Noah's legs so his calves rested against Luke's shoulders. "Going to ... God, tell me if you need me to stop."

Noah nodded frantically, desperation flooding his veins. He didn't care any more if it was soft and gentle or hard and fast. He just needed Luke in every way possible as soon as possible. Needed to fill and be filled. He let out a near-sob when he felt Luke pressing into him, pushing his hips down so Luke slipped inside.

"Jesus!" Luke stopped, and Noah could have sobbed again, from the pain of the intrusion or the pain of it stopping, he wasn't sure. "Hang on, hang on," Luke babbled. "Need to ..." He shifted his hips and pushed forward again, and Noah gasped.

Luke stopped again at the sound, and Noah struggled to speak. "God, don't stop, please, need ..." He shoved his hips down again, and let out a strangled sound as Luke complied with his pleas, sliding forward until he was all the way in.

Noah opened his mouth and panted. It hurt, but not as much as he'd expected. Mostly it was just pressure, feeling so full he thought he would burst of it, with an underlying sensation of pleasure waiting just over the horizon. And then Luke shifted, and the pleasure exploded across his skin.

"Oh fuck," he moaned. "Yeah. Like that."

Luke moved again, pulling out a little, which made Noah hiss, then pushing back in. His cock dragged across Noah's prostate, and Noah jerked again. "God, Noah," Luke said, bending forward. "Noah. Look at me."

Noah opened his eyes and met Luke's gaze, hungry and wondering and full of so much love and lust it made Noah's heart hurt. "I love you so much," Luke said, and Noah grabbed for Luke's face wildly, lifting his head as far as he could to bring their mouths together in a wet, messy, incredibly sexy kiss.

Luke broke the kiss as he pulled out again, then slammed back in so hard Noah swore he felt it in the back of his throat. Noah moaned, digging his fingers into Luke's upper arms, and Luke repeated his movements, again and again, faster and faster, until Noah was sure he would die of it.

"Come on, Noah." Luke started punctuating his movements with a string of exhortations and pleas. "You feel so good. God, I love being inside you. Love you so much. Gonna ... need you to ..."

Noah felt Luke's fingers wrap around his cock again, stroking hard and fast, and that was all he could take. He groaned loud and long and arched his back as he came, spurting over and over across Luke's hand and his own stomach. He thought it was going to go on forever, and then he heard Luke shout his name and slam in one last time, releasing deep inside him.

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Noah's hips were sore, but he didn't want to move. Luke had collapsed against him, and he wanted to keep that feeling, Luke inside and above and all around, the smell of their bodies mingling, the sound of their rasping breaths. Noah's head was floating somewhere above the rest of his body. He'd never felt so much in his whole life, so much emotion and pleasure and release, and having it all at once ... he didn't know how he could stand it.

Luke finally moved, shifting to pull himself free of Noah's body, and Noah whimpered from the slight physical pain and the larger sensation of emptiness. Luke ran a soothing hand across Noah's hip and slid off the bed, discarding the condom and coming back with his boxers, which he used to clean them both up. As soon as he climbed back onto the bed, Noah reached for him, pulling him in close to his side, wrapped up in Noah's arms.

Luke sighed happily, and Noah grinned at the sound. He lowered his lips to kiss the crown of Luke's head, and Luke sighed again.

"I'd say that was worth the wait," Noah murmured. "And you sound pretty happy."

He felt Luke smile against his chest. "Happy doesn't even begin to cover it."

Noah drew back far enough to look down at Luke, who turned his face up automatically to meet Noah's gaze. "You're my happy ending," Noah whispered.

Luke blinked. "What?"

"You're my happy ending," Noah repeated, pulling Luke impossibly closer. "The one I was afraid I'd never get." He ran his hand up Luke's back and into his hair. "Everything that's happened, everything it took to get me here, it was all worth it."

Luke smiled. "It was," he agreed, tightening his arms around Noah. "All of it." He kissed Noah's chest. "I love you."

Noah smiled. "I love you, too."

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Noah shifted, gradually coming awake. His arm was still asleep, though, where Luke was lying on it, so he moved a little more, pulling it free.

"Don't go." Noah frowned at the sound of Luke's sleepy voice, full of uncertainty and maybe even fear.

"I'm not going anywhere," Noah said, shifting his position so he could pull Luke in closer, running his hand into Luke's hair.

"No, I mean." Luke stopped, buried his head in the crook of Noah's neck. "I mean ... move in with me."

Noah blinked, surprised, but before he could say anything, Luke had pushed back and was searching Noah's eyes. "We talked about it before ... before everything, and I know maybe it's too soon again, but I don't want you to go. I don't think you want to go. I don't want you to live alone in the dorms and me to live alone here when we could be living together, sleeping together, and I mean sleeping, not just sex, although the sex was, wow, amazing, and--"

Noah was laughing by then, and he stopped Luke's stream of words with a kiss. "Have I mentioned lately that I love you?" he said against Luke's mouth, and he felt Luke grin.

"Yeah, I think you've said that a time or two," Luke answered. "I was babbling again, wasn't I?"

Noah nodded, brushing Luke's hair back off his forehead and pressing a kiss to the skin between his eyes. "Yeah, you were," he said. "You kind of do that sometimes, y'know."

Luke laughed softly. "I know," he said. "I get nervous or upset and I start talking and I just don't seem to be able to stop."

Noah pulled Luke close again, resting his chin on the top of Luke's head. "And when I get nervous or upset, I stop talking," he said. "Quite a pair, aren't we?"

Luke ran his fingertips up and down Noah's back. "Yeah," he murmured. "Yeah, we are."

Noah took a deep breath. "So, to answer your question. I think ... I think you're right," he said. "I don't know if right now, like, tonight is the best time, but it's only a few weeks until the end of the semester and I'd have to move somewhere anyway, even just into another dorm for the summer. What if I stay in the dorm for now, but when school's out, I move in here for the summer? See how it goes."

He felt Luke grin against his chest. "So if it turns out I'm impossible to live with, you can safely move back into the dorms in the fall?"

Noah chuckled. "Hey, you never know, I might be the difficult one," he said. He tightened his arms. "But seriously, I can't be sure I've navigated the whole minefield," he admitted. "I still have to get used to the idea of dealing with my mother, if nothing else."

"Yeah," Luke said softly. "My parents aren't exactly a ray of sunshine all the time either." He shrugged. "But life just sucks sometimes, you know? And we have to figure out how to deal with it. We're doing better at that, aren't we?"

Noah laughed out loud that time. "Well, considering our current position, I'd say we're doing something right," he said, and Luke grinned, then stretched up to kiss him.

"I have a really good idea," Luke said, and Noah lifted one eyebrow questioningly. "Well, you had your turn, or maybe I had mine, I'm not sure. So how about we try out that other way we talked about?"

Noah's body throbbed at the thought. "Jesus, Luke," he said. "I will never figure out how you manage to drive me so crazy so easily."

Luke laughed throatily as he pushed Noah onto his back and climbed on top. "Well, I guess we'll just have to keep trying, won't we?"