Rating: R to NC-17
Characters: Luke Snyder, Reid Oliver, Casey Hughes, Bob Hughes, The douche and his father, a few OC’s.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to their respective copyrights. While I love to take them out and play with them from time to time, I do not own any of the characters, except the OC's. Those silly bastards are mine.
Author's Notes: A huge thanks to bmak08 and moonchilddj for taking the time to beta this for me, but in the end each and every mistake is mine and mine alone. I also want to thank the amazing moonchilddj for posting this, and all following chapter on my behalf, since I have no clue how to post to LJ myself. Dee.....YOU ARE A LIFESAVER!!!!!
Warnings: Noah and Winston
Previous chapter: http://gypsiesheart.livejournal.com/531
"Mrs. Snyder," Noah smiled as the door was opened. "You look as lovely as always." He stepped inside and politely kissed her cheek before the sound of the door to the stairs caught his attention.
Luke was looking James Bond-debonair in a white dress shirt, that was hidden beneath a black, three button vest. Black dress pants, a black waist length coat with new black dress boots complete his look. He looked dashing, and he grinned shyly at Noah as he stuck his hands in his pockets.
"Don't you look handsome." Lily whispered, bring a hand up to her throat when she felt a lump rise in her throat as she gazed at her son.
Luke’s gaze shifted to Lily for a second before his brown eyes found Noah’s. Sometimes Noah was fine with Luke displaying his affection for him, and sometimes…Luke didn’t want to think of those times.
He took a few tentative steps towards Noah. “Hi.” He breathed softly as he wrapped his arms around his neck and buried his face in the Noah’s neck.
Noah held back an exasperated sigh as he wrapped his arms around Luke’s waist. He HATED that Luke was so touchy all the time, but he need to keep up the charade for a few more hours. Just a few more hours, he told himself, and then he'd be rid of him forever.
“You both look so handsome. Oh, I wish I had my camera.” Lily’s voice was soft and her eyes held a hint of emotion. “Oh… wait! My cell phone!”
"Mom!" Luke laughed softly as he stole a glance at Noah and whispered, “Sorry.”
"Yes, I am, so indulge your mother and hold still!" She laughed when Luke rolled his eyes, before he gently slipped his arm around Noah's, and leaned his head against his shoulder. "Perfect." she replied, before she flipped open her phone and held it out before her, until there was a small clicking noise, and she beamed. "So handsome."
Wasn't it supposed to be the daughters that mothers fussed over with their dates, Luke thought? He supposed he could indulge her, after all, he was her oldest, her 'baby'. He leaned up to kiss Noah's cheek as he heard another 'click', and smiled lightly. “We’re going now..." he laughed softly.
"Go, go.” Lily chuckled as she made a shooing motion with her free hand. “Have a good time, you two!"
"Thanks mom. Love you!" Luke beamed at her, before he walked out with Noah to the car, dark eyes twinkling happily as the door was held open for him. "Such a gentleman, " he teased, before he stepped into the car. His skin felt like it was humming. He wasn't quite sure where Noah was taking them for their anniversary, but he could tell it was a night he'd never forget.
Damn that woman and her pictures! Noah thought as they pulled out of the driveway. He hated having his picture taken. He'd have to sneak in and erase them off her phone later. After Luke was sold and he had his money. The money was the most important thing. He had to focus on how much he was going to get for pretty boy beside him.
He glanced sideways at Luke, and fought the urge to knock him out just to keep him still in his seat. At the moment, Luke was vibrating. A stupid, happy, silly grin plastered on his face, his eyes sparkling. "So...." Noah said, forcing himself to reach out and take his hand. "Excited about tonight? I promise tonight will be a night you won't ever forget, Luke." He smiled as he let go of his hand and reached behind his seat for a bottle of water that he'd slipped a sleeping pill into earlier. "Here...it's a long drive..." he said as he handed him the bottle.
"Long drive? Just where are you taking me?" Luke laughed as he accepted the bottle, grinning at him as he unscrewed the cap. "I would've been satisfied with a nice dinner, maybe a little dancing..." he teased, shimmying his shoulders. "Preferably topped off with a nice hotel room at the end. But if you're taking me to Chicago, you really didn't have to do that, you know. Any place I'm at with you is the best, Noah." he replied softly, before he leaned over and kissed his cheek.
Noah gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to push the young man away. Always so clingy and needy: Always ready to please others, he thought as a small evil grin filtered across his lips. Yes....he's going to bring a good price tonight!
"I know, Luke." Noah said as he turned to smile at him, "But tonight is... very special, not only for you, but for me too. I think we'll both get what we want tonight." He patted his knee softly before he turned his attention back to the road. "You won't be disappointed. I know I won't be."
Luke smiled back at him. "That sounds promising." he replied with a happy chuckle and a little bounce. "I can't wait to see what you have planned." he murmured, eyes sparkling, before he took a sip of his water and leaned back against the seat. An awesome night with his boyfriend, special plans. He couldn't wait.
He had taken a few swallows when he started feeling a little tired. He chuckled, and rubbed at his head. "I guess all the excitement's catching up with me." he laughed, though he could barely keep his eyes open. How strange, he hadn't been tired before. The water bottle slipped from his hand, and he groggily looked down. "Sorry. I... think I spilled water on the floor..." he murmured as his eyes sluggishly closed. Too hard to keep them open, and when he tried to utter the Noah's name, but it came out a slurred "Nnnnn" before he drifted off.
"Finally." Noah said as he gave him a little shove, being careful not to bruise the merchandise. Any mark on him and he'd decrease in value. He checked to make sure he was still breathing and he smiled when he heard a soft snore out of him. "Yes. Sleep well, Luke. It'll be the last good sleep you have."
He drove quickly, excitement and anticipation taking over as he thought of tonight's auction and the money, and connections, he could make because of Luke. He'd brought others before, men and women, but none as beautiful as the blonde beside him. With each new sell, he met new Night-walkers, some in influential positions that could help him and he needed to make the right connections
He pulled up in front of the locked gate and rolled down his window as a guard approached. “Noah Mayer.” He said as he reached into his back pocket and produced his wallet. He flipped it open and pulled out the special ID for tonight's event.
The burly guard took the ID with his furry hand, and grunted, “Wait here.” as he turned and headed back to the guard house. He swiped the ID card through the scanner, and when the light beeped green, he pressed a button and the gates slowly started to open. He covered the distance to the car quickly and handed the ID back to Noah as he nodded towards the sleeping form in the passenger seat. “He looks delicious. How much you asking for him?” The guard wondered as he reached down and rubbed himself through his pants.
“Please.”Noah scoffed. “You couldn’t afford him.” He replied as he slipped the ID back into his wallet and pulled through the gate heading up the long drive to the warehouse.
He pulled to a stop and glanced over at Luke, checking to make sure his merchandise was still breathing, before he climbed out. "Father." he breathed softly, his eyes shining with love and admiration as the man who had taken him under his wing, the man who had made him what is was today, walked closer. He leaned into the soft kiss before Winston moved around to look at the sleeping form in the passenger seat.
"You have done well, Noah. Father is very pleased." He straightened up and waved his hand, signaling two helpers to remove Luke from the car. "Make sure they treat him gently Charles.” He told the other man who held a clipboard to his chest. “He's the star of the show tonight."