Okay, so this is dedicated to my lovely rsg0569 who told me to write a Phoebe/Mike thing. This is new for me, so bear with me. It's just a short, fluffy drabble.
Hope you enjoy!
Mangotango101
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It was 23 00 hours, and Phoebe and Mike were finally allowed to be on their own and off Monica's insane schedule.
"Mike, you can pee whenever you like," Phoebe said, smiling.
"And your toasts can go on as long as you want them to," Mike answered, also smiling.
The wedding had gone perfectly, just as Phoebe had always dreamed. With their closest friends and family, outside in the freezing cold, she finally got to profess her everlasting devotion to the man she truly loved.
Mike was feeling just as elated at his wife. His wife. He loved how it sounded in his head. He never thought he'd remarry again, but the thought of losing Phoebe was enough to get him down the aisle. He learned that in Barbados. He never wanted to be apart from her again.
"Hold it," he said, breaking the silence. They had reached the door to her apartment. "Up you get."
He picked Phoebe up in his strong arms and carried her over the threshold. He kissed her lightly on the lips before putting her down lightly.
"I love you," he whispered.
"I love you too, Mike Buffay-Hannigan."
They kissed again, the passion heating a little bit.
"I'm so tired. Can we go to bed?" She asked.
"Not quite, but we can go to the bed room."
He picked her up, bridal style, again and placed her down on the bed.
"Phoebe, I have a question," he began.
She sat up.
"Yeah?"
"Well, it's more of a statement. I hope there are other reasons you married me other than the fact that I knew that Lorchins are the same thing as Orchids," he said with a smile.
Phoebe laughed outright.
"Of course there are, Crap Bag."
"What did you just call me, Princess Consuela Banana Hammock?"
"Mmm, I love you so much."
"And I you."
He leaned in and began to kiss her. Their mouths moved together in a neatly choreographed dance. His tongue swiped over her bottom lip and she let him in.
They lay for what felt like hours, just kissing and learning how a touch can be changed when a couple moves from girlfriend and boyfriend to husband and wife.
Their kisses were getting more passionate and deeper. They both knew that this was the moment when they would truly become husband and wife.
Mike broke away, breathing deeply. He nuzzled her neck, placing feather light kisses on it. He kissed down her neck and collar bone, stopping here her beautiful wedding dress began. She moaned lightly, wanting more.
He gently helped her sit up so he could unzip the garment. She went to work on his tux.
Within a matter of minutes, they were both naked, panting.
"You ready?" he asked.
"Always."
He entered her and felt like he came home.
Their bodies rocked together until they both saw stars.
"I love you, Mike Buffay-Hannigan. I can't wait to begin my life with you," Phoebe whispered sleepily.
"I love you, Phoebe Buffay-Hannigan. Now let's sleep."
He placed a chaste kiss on her lips and pulled her close. She fell asleep listening to his heart beating and knew that regardless of her messed up childhood, she had found her family, a home and love.
A happily ever after.
When the sun rose the next morning, the birds were chirping. Mike didn't take out a hand pistol and shoot them dead. Phoebe smiled.
I hope you all caught the references to other episodes! If anyone wants random drabble/one-shots, let me know, and I'll write it. Have a great week! mangtango101
