Souvenir [Complete]

Sixteen. Dark Corners

"Oh, you kept my copy of Mad Season?" Brian hummed rummaging through his music collection while Luke sat on the bed. "I've been looking for this everywhere! And This Is It. You're a little CD thief."

Luke giggled slightly and went back to painting his toes a brighter pink than usual. Stacy had recommended a nice blushy salmon color cause it was complimentary to his eyes. "Half the stuff in there is yours."

"I knew it," Brian hummed. "And Nevermind? No wonder I don't have any decent music in my car.

"Remember? They were all donations towards my car."

"Yeah, but I gave you all my good shit."

"Take some of it back. I'm less likely to listen to your half of it."

"Gee, thanks for lending me my own cds," Brian cooed.

"You can have them," Luke hummed. "I've been thinking of buying more that are more my taste anyway."

"I thought you liked my music?" Brian hummed.

"I do," Luke cooed. "I just wanna get more stuff for myself. I don't wanna borrow your CDs. I want things I'll actually listen to."

"Ouch," Brian scoffed.

"It's not a diss," Luke cooed looking up from his toes. They were almost dry.

Brian laid out on the bed and kissed Luke's arm. "I'll buy you some more."

"Pwease," Luke pouted at him and squeaked when Brian tackled him in a kiss.

"Bee! My toes!" Luke reminded him.

"They're almost dry right?"

Luke looked down to admire his ten toes separated by cotton balls. "I guess so..."

"Good," Brian kissed at Luke's neck, "then you won't mind if we play a little..."

Luke bit his lip and leaned into the little kisses. Letting the warmth spread down his spine. "Maybe we could," Luke gushed. "But you've gotta be careful that you don't mess up my toes or you'll be dead."

"I'll be careful," Brian promised and kissed Luke with soft lips. Luke kissed back hugging around his neck, feeling a sense of belonging as he opened his legs around Brian.

There was warmth in the body on top of him, and Luke had felt desperately cold every time he was away. It was separation. Luke never ever realized how much he missed Brian until he was on top of him. And while he liked sex, he craved closeness.

There was something that stayed familiar. The smell of his skin combined with his cologne. His weight was solid and Luke could identify him from that. The way he breathed was even unique. Luke was well versed in Brian, he'd been studying these details for almost three years.

And that's how he knew every freckle on his back, how his hair looked when it got ruffled, the sound of his moans when he was trying not to wake anyone around them.

Luke craved that. It reminded him to miss him. Especially now. Just the thought of one of these things, made him long for all of it. And now here it was.

Brian gave himself over to Luke without question, and Luke pulled his body in without hesitation. He always felt himself get higher with every kiss.

Even now he seemed to grow larger than life as he leaned into the soft lips on his ear. And the whisper of promises. Luke hummed low into Brian's soft words, and slid his hands up his back—snagging his shirt with him.

That seemed to light a fire in Brian because he had his shirt off in seconds and had already started kissing up Luke's belly. Brian's hands, meanwhile busied themselves, pushing Luke's shirt up practically to his armpits. The younger boy shifted awkwardly to get rid of it, barely noticing till his eyes found Brian focused at one of his nipples. After a moment of hesitation, Luke sighed like he'd felt it all along. Except he hadn't.