I KNOW I KNOW I KNOW! I've been absent. Honestly the amount of stuff that happened throughout the time I was gone, I could write a story twice as long as this one, but I won't go through any of that. I know what you're here for.

So very sorry this sequel took so long, but there are more chapters, more drama, and much more "adult" content for you guys to indulge. I make no promises to when each chapter will be uploaded, but I'm going to try to do at least one per week.

If you're tuning into this series for the first time, please make sure to read the first edition; Marry The Night, if you haven't already. Quick shoutout to returning readers who've been around since I first published MTN and thank you sooo much for sticking with me!

So, without any further a due, here is chapter one of volume 2!


(Elliot)

Ah yes. Peace. Harmony.

Serenity.

Best. Decision. Ever.

"And... Breathe." A familiar soft voice called from behind me, my eyes fluttering open when a kiss pressed to my exposed back, cold hands on my sides. "Miss me?"

Tilting my head back as he hovered over me I smiled, raising a thick black brow, "Rachel driving you crazy again?" I asked. His eyes slipped shut and his smile faded, resting his forehead on mine.

"I just can't anymore..." He muttered into my hair, "All she talks about is publicity and reviews. I'm about to scream 'Macbeth' on the stage right before her next show."

"You know, she makes you so stressful. You're always so stressful nowadays." I explained, turning around to face him, "But now you're in a place of peace and self exploration. So, first off..." My eyes scanned his attire. Checkered skinnies, his favorite
brown loafers, tight button-down shirt.

That wouldn't do.

A sigh left my nose, turning back to the sky on my balcony. "Take those off. Put on the extra sweats in my suitcase." I ordered, getting back into position.

"And why should I?" He smirked, leaving a kiss on the back of my neck, "When I can just undress," he left another kiss, a slower one, to the side of my neck, "and join you in the bed...? Or... Mattress on the floor."

"Try meditating." I suggested, trying mostly to fight the slight arousal his lips were causing me. "It's really helpful once you find your centre. Try it with me."

"I thought this was a yoga retreat..."

"Meditation is a big part of it." I explained, sitting upright and closing my eyes, "it's all about peace from within. Now put on the sweats and join me before lights out."

"The sun is just setting though." He protested.

"Sessions start early morning and it's better to sleep early than wander in darkness with no electricity." I retorted, "Do what you want but be quiet while I finish."

"Fine." He cooed standing from his place and walking to the bed. Yes, as he said, it was a mattress on the floor, with a bunch of blankets and pillows I'll add! Surprisingly very comfortable.

As I tried to continue my meditation I heard shuffling around me, creaking. Any noise that could slowly pull me from my inner peace until I eventually gave up. "Fine, Kurt." I called, turning once more only to freeze in my place at the sight before me.

Two of the blankets rested over his most private regions, one leg exposed up to the mid-thigh, his head rested on the sea of colorful pillows, a tired smirk on his face. So... This is what he'd come here for. "Is this better?" He raised a brow, running
a hand along his side.

My eyes rolled, "You're going to get me kicked out." I assured, walking to the bed and climbing over him, kissing him soft.

"Help me find my centre." He muttered into my lips, reaching for my waistband.

"Fine." I murmured, moving my lips to his neck, "But I'm not helping with your pants." A soft moan fell off his lips, arching his neck a little. Smirking at the reaction I peppered his throat with kisses, swiping my tongue along the skin lightly.

"Don't care. Just..." He breathed, gasping the moment I cupped over the already grown lump in his pants, "Fuck. Please..." I nipped at his neck, lifting myself to hover over him so he could pull off his pants, helping only to discard his shirt. When he
was down to nothing but boxers I kissed him again, slightly hard, cupping over his crotch once more. Only now the moment my palm touched the fabric, he bucked into my touch with a moan, arching some.

"Have you missed me that much?" I smirked, nipping once at his jaw.

"Please..." He whined, reaching for my waistband once more and tugging them down. "I just... I need..." He didn't need to explain. I knew all he needed, feeling his member twitch beneath my palm. Not waisting another moment I pulled his boxers to his
ankles and kicked my sweats off, a little thankful I wasn't wearing underwear. "There's lube in my bag." He whispered, hands moving to my shoulder blades, his eyes fluttering.

"Always prepared." I smirked, reaching over for the bag into the one pocket, lips moving to his neck. The moment I felt the familiar silhouette of the small tube I grasped and pulled out, blindly squirting the contents onto my almost throbbing shaft,
lathering myself thorough. I mean, after all, I'd been on this retreat a few weeks now and I knew he'd be tighter than usual. If I wasn't going to prep him I had to do something to make it a little less agonizing.

A desperate moan left his lips, causing me to pull away and look at his already shaking body. "You have to be quiet, okay? I know it'll hurt, but we can't get caught." I whispered. I knew I was asking the impossible, I could see it in his eyes. But if
someone caught us, I could be kicked out and I'd been coming here for years. It was my only escape. I couldn't lose my membership. Still, seeing Kurt so needy beneath me, so willing, I wasn't going to deny him either.

Biting hard on his lip he nodded, wrapping his legs around my waist, pulling me closer.

I took the hint.

I positioned myself over his entrance, resting a hand over his mouth as a precaution and hovering over him, staring into his almost-glowing green eyes. I gave him one last long, reassuring look, getting a good grip on his side with my other hand before
I began to push.

He tilted his head back and his eyes squeezed shut, whimpering loud into my palm. His legs tensed around me and he arched from the pain, digging his nails into my back deeper and deeper until I eventually stopped, my eyes never leaving his face.

Another whimper fell off his lips and his arch fell, eyes fluttering a while but not quite opening, his head lolled to the left. My hand left his mouth to cup his cheek, swiping his skin with my thumb to soothe him. "I'm sorry, baby." I whispered, kissing
his lips soft and lingering only a moment, "I could've prepped you, had it been somewhere else."

"Keep..." He breathed, taking a few heavy breaths and swallowing once, eyes still closed as his hands left my back and rested on my forearms, "Keep going... I can... I can take... it..."

"Are... Are you sure?" I asked, a little hesitant.

"We've come this far." He breathed, turning his head to stare up at me, eyes heavy. "Too late to stop now, isn't it?" I took a moment, then sighed, diving for his lips. He moaned soft, gripping my arms lightly as I slipped my tongue inside, savoring the
addictive taste. Having him distracted, I brought his hands into my hair and my own on his side, the other gripping his thigh. The moment I did he broke from my lips in a hiss and tugged on my hair, causing me to pull away and glance down at him with
soft eyes.

"I'm sorry, baby." I whispered, my hand leaving his side to cover his mouth once more, "I'll go slow, okay?" A long while he only stared, but eventually nodded, tugging once on my hair as a sign for me to continue. I leaned down to rest my forehead on
his, taking a slow breath in and brushed my thumb along his thigh to calm him.

My hips bucked, feeling him tense beneath me with a muffled cry, arching some. Slowly I pulled out after a moment only to push back once more, a little faster than before, biting hard on my lip to hide my own voice.

It had been so long. Too long. I'd began to wonder if I could control myself.

"I missed you so much." I breathed, kissing into Kurt's skin, his fingers playing with my hair

"I missed you more." He assured, finally calming his breath while we laid there. I found it impossible to pull away even a moment. Even enough to pull out. "Rachel has been driving me insane."

"Doesn't she live on the other side of the city?" I asked, eventually pulling away to look at him, "Last I heard, she had that audition for... What was it...?"

"I don't even remember anymore." He huffed a laugh, "I've barely slept these last few days." At that my smile softened, kissing him tender.

"You can sleep now if you want." I assured, kissing him once more before resting my forehead to his, "Sorry. Just... Relax yourself for right now..."

"Give me another few weeks to relax." He joked and I huffed a laugh, waiting until he grabbed tight to me but relaxed the rest of his body, giving me the chance to pull out carefully. A faint whimper left his lips from my movements, but soon relaxed
once more as I dropped to his side on my back, Kurt's small frame pressing against me.

"You know, you could've waited another day." I mused, staring up at the ceiling while he curled close, one leg wrapping around mine, "I'm supposed to head home tomorrow. I have everything packed. Everyone is supposed to leave after sunrise, so I would've
been backbefore tomorrow night."

"Don't care." He muttered, resting his head on my chest and before I knew it he was out cold. A tender smile tugged at my lips as faint snores left his lips, kissing his forehead and gripped the sheet resting at our waists, lifting it to cover his
shoulders before resting my eyes.

The next morning Kurt helped me pack what was left and let me board the bus while he snuck in neck to me, a little more than tense. I had to stifle a laugh at his actions. The people who ran this entire ground weren't all too concerned with
stowaways. That's why this retreat was actually pretty cheap. And if you did sneak your way onto the trip, you either paid a few bucks, or worked for your stay.

When we'd reached our seats, I let him sit at the window and took his hand in mine, leaning into my seat as my eyes fell shut once more.

My eyes cracked open and turned on my side, brown hair covering most of my vision and a slight grin tugged at my lips, trailing my knuckles along the pale skin along his spine, pausing at the stamp just above... Well...

Soon the reality of last night's events came back and my smile faded as a huff left my lips, turning to my other side before slipping from the bed headed out the door.

Running my fingers through my sweat-ridden hair I made my way into the kitchen and made myself some coffee. Just as I poured myself a cup, the floor creaked behind me and I spun on my heel, leaning into the counter as the groggy mess from yet another
drunken night appeared before me, rubbing at his eyes.

"Coffee?" He muttered, walking to me.

"If you want." I replied, taking a sip of my own, "Unless you're friends with a guy I met a few nights ago who's against exotic beans."

"If I was, you could never tell him." He laughed, "I have one friend in this entire freakin city and all he seems to care about is his husband and hair gel." At that my brows furrowed, taking another sip.

"Oh, yeah?" I asked, "Who? Maybe I know them."

"I dunno. Some guy I used to have a thing with. He moved back here from Ohio years ago." He shrugged. "Does the name 'Blaine' ring a bell?" At that my grip tightened on my mug a little, grin completely disappeared. "I'll take that as a 'yes' then."
He huffed, "Yeah. He came here a long while back then returned for a wedding. Last I heard he ended up marrying his ex. Seems a little pathetic, don't you think?" He mused, lifting a cup to his lips as my eyes drifted, "They broke up a billion
times over and still ended up together."

Then it hit me.


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