Walking hand in hand in that pouring sunshine down to that quiet beach, the white sand warm under their naked feet.
Standing in the soft waves sparkling like diamonds, Damian faced Gabe, holding his hands. “I, Damian Bourne, solemnly swear on all the fucking energies of the universe that I will love you and be your husband, Gabriel, until the day we die.”
Gabe’s voice wobbled a bit, holding back his tears. “I, Gabriel Langston, solemnly swear on… my life, that I will love you and be your husband, Damian, until death parts us.”
Damian grinned. “I declare us husbands. We may kiss…” Gabriel stole his words, sealing his mouth, holding him tight as their arms went around each other. Holding each other in that golden light playing on the blue waves, kissing until they had to part for breath, their foreheads pressed together, bathing in the flowers’ heady scent and that warm sunshine.
Damian’s playful voice. “We should go back… consummate the marriage?”
Gabe grinned, his heart flying. “Yes, husband…”
Holding hands, they walked back in the cool shades of the path, Gabe’s heart beating so hard he thought he’d choke, this moment he had dreamt of suddenly here.I’m married. Married to this man I love more than my life. More than anything.In that perfect moment of fulfilment, Gabe let definitely go of the outside world, his universe curling around him and his husband.My husband…watching that lush black hair laced with white float on his broad shoulders under those colorful flowers. A rush of blood to his heart which stole his breath away. Clutching his hand tight as he followed, dizzy.
Damian gently took their wreaths off when they were lying in their bed, smoothing his palm on Gabe’s chest, rubbing small circles on it. “How do you want it, husband?”
“Just love me.”
Damian ran his palm down Gabe’s cheek, tracing his jaw. “You know you’re even sexier as you’re aging?”
“Fuck off.” Both laughing. Gabe let Damian’s thumb trace his lips, opening his jaw softly, letting his thumb stray in his mouth. He closed his lips, sucking that salty skin laced with his taste. “Mhm…”
“Little fuck…” He pushed his thumb in deeper, nibbling Gabe’s neck, pushing him on his side. He sidled close to his back and ass, his mouth on his skin. Feeling him shiver, his thumb still wedged in Gabe’s mouth. “Like this? Mhm?”
Gabe nodded, and Damian didn’t let him go, holding his jaw, his thumb hooked in his mouth. He spat in his hand and coated Gabe, repeating the process with his cock, feeling Gabe arch his back, arch against him, sucking his thumb. “Greedy little fuck…” Breathing hard, he pushed inside of him, grabbing his hip as he tilted his head back, meeting his wide eyes. “Keep sucking…” His voice heavy as he started thrusting, watching Gabe’s eyes glaze over, sucking his thumb, a stream of saliva flooding his chin. “Mhm… more...?” Fucking him harder, just the way he liked it. Pulling his thumb out, he tilted Gabe’s head to him, and kissed that drenched mouth, drinking his moans. Reaching down to stroke him, watching his eyes close, his face light up with pleasure and love. It made him giddy, their skin burning, sweat pearling down in that damp heat as he sped up. Licking his neck, his ears, soft bites to his pulsing neck, his lips against that burning skin. “Come on, Gabriel, lose it…” He met his eyes, Gabe leant back on his arm, panting. “Lose it… you little fuck…” Holding him tighter as Gabe threw his head back. A soft moan, coating his abs, Damian’s hand. Jolting at those hard bites to his neck, his shoulders, floating on Damian’s thrusts, slack in his arms, as he lost it too, filling him. Both panting, drenched, but they held tight, kissing wide.
A new light in Gabe’s eyes. “I love you so much…”
Damian’s finger grazed his lips. “Love you too… husband.”
They snuggled up, letting sleep take them, that warm breeze drying their skin.
Gabe woke much later, finding the bed empty, a slight pang of fear to his heart, so he got up and rushed down their ladder, only to face Damian’s smile.
“What’s the rush?” He was crouching near the fire, grilling some meat.
“Where did you go?”
“Hunt lunch. A juicy snake for you.” He smacked his lips and grinned. “Sit.”
Gabe sat cross-legged near the fire, smiling. “Juicy snake…” He poked his tongue in his cheek, watching Damian’s eyes darken.
“You fuck.” They laughed, and Damian cut the snake up, serving a large portion to Gabe with some seaweed. “Stuff your mouth.”
Gabe winked. “You bet.”
Damian just shook his head. “Is there any time when your mind is not on fucking?”
“Dare to complain.”
He grinned, eating a bite of that steaming flesh. “I wouldn’t dare.”
“I’ve never been so happy with anybody else…”
Damian glanced up, his heart clenching. “Oh… well…” He grinned to quench his embarrassment. “I’ve never been told I make anybody happy, so… I guess that’s a win.”
“I mean it.”
“Well… I’ve never been this happy with anybody else… Cheers to us, happy people.” He smiled, toasting Gabe with his cup of water.
