Inspired by the song 'Blue Moon Motel' by Nicole Dollanganger. I`m so sorry this is so late! TT_TT I was writing this for 'Ugly' originally, but I couldn`t turn it into a smutt, so I went with 'Blue Moon Motel' instead and it`s just a mass of homework and I just got back from Paris and ahhhhhh! You get the picture. Anyways, BEWARE, THERE BE SMUTT UP AHEAD!
Matthew giggled as Gilbert picked him up bridal style and carried him into their room. It was the marriage suit, completely covered in red maple leaves in celebration of Matt`s Canadian heritage.
"Hahaha! Gil! Put me down" Matthew wrapped his arms around Gilbert`s neck to keep him from falling.
"Nein. You are mein bride, Birdie, und it is tradition to carry to carry the bride into the bedroom on the first night." Gilbert stated as he walked through the suit to the adjoining bathroom, still carrying Matt in his arms.
"What are you doing?" The Canadian asked.
Gilbert laughed his cute, distinctive laugh and put a finger over Matt`s lips. "You`ll see."
Gil set Matthew down on the edge of the tub and started to strip, much to Matt`s delight. He started with his tux blazer, letting it fall from his shoulders to pile on the floor. Next came the tie, which was only a quick pull. Then was the waist coat and Gil`s pristine, white shirt. He fiddled with the buttons agonisingly slowly, watching as Matthew subconsciously licked his lips at the slight of the albino`s toned eight pack and dangerously low slacks. Gil threw his discarded shirt over Matthew`s head and began to undo his belt, racking it seductively between his legs.
"Oh, Gil~" Matthew cooed as his own slacks started to become terribly tight.
Gilbert laughed again, a sly smirk upon his face as he pulled Matt up from the tub edge and stared to undress him, swaying them in time to a song playing in his head.
"Take me to the Blue Moon Motel
Carry me over the threshold
Treat me like I am your young bride
Together on our wedding night."
Matthew smiled at his husbands singing; he had never been too good at it, but no matter how out of key he was, Matthew could always recognise this song. How could he not? It was the song they had had their first dance to, after all.
"Fuck me in the motel shower
Make my make-up run like a porn star
Carry me naked to the bed
Fawn my hair out when it`s still wet."
As Matthew`s shirt fell to the floor to join the small heap of expensive tux, Gilbert set about sucking all along his collar bone, leaving bright red and purple marks that would soon form bruises, claiming Matt as his property, now and forever.
Gilbert let Matt go as he reached over to turn on the tub`s hot water tap, an old fashioned standing one with gold trim, and bent down to start kissing his ass through the smart slacks.
Matt giggled as the tub began to fill and he was lightly pushed into the watery depths, quickly followed by a very eager Gilbert.
"Gil, you`re going to ruin our pants." Mathew scolded in between kisses.
"Then," Gilbert`s hands went to the front of his slacks and began fiddling with the zip, "We`re just gonna have to take them off." Gil`s slacks slid off of his muscular legs to land in a wet heap on the floor along with the other dismissed articles of clothing.
With Matthew and Gilbert fully disrobed, the faucet was turned off and the bath was full to the brim with maple scented bubbles. Matt`s hands gripped the sides of the standing bath as Gil`s fingers, slick with spit, gently probed around his slowly loosening ring of muscles.
"Ah~ Oh, mm~ Gil- ah!" Matthew`s moans filled the suit as he shamelessly cried out. Gilbert`s fingers waggled inside of his tight ass as they pushed in and up further into the Canadian.
"Scream for me." Gil whispered huskily over Matthew`s shoulder as he brushed the tips of his pale digits over that bundle of nerves he knew would completely undo Matt and leave him a withering mess. Just the way Gilbert liked him.
"Ah~! Yes! Ah, oui, oui! Right there! Bitte, s'il vous plait. Oh~ Gilbert!" Matthew gasped and pushed back onto Gil`s fingers as they rubbed his prostate at just the right angle that only Gilbert ever seemed to achieve.
Gil smirked from above Matt, using his free hand to caress his back and splash water playfully up his arms as he trembled in ecstasy. "Does it feel good, Birdie?"
Matthew was too busy drowning in pleasure to reply, nodding his franticly and watching as his curl bobbed in front of his head.
Gilbert ravished Matt`s shoulders in kisses as he slipped his fingers out of the now-ready hole and shoved his cock in instead. Matthew gasped at the sudden entrance, revelling in the painful pleasure racing up his spine. "Uhs! Oh~"
Gilbert groaned as he slowly started to move, teasing his head against the sensitive flesh of Matthew`s inner walls. Leaning his most of his weight against Matt, Gil put one of his hands around Matthew`s neglected length, slowly pumping it in rhythm with his thrusts, and used his other to pull that weird hair curl back from Matt`s face and into his mouth before it went to the side of the bath to grip. "Un! Matthew, mein engel! You`re so tight. So good~"
Their movements got more erotic and needy as the pace fastened. By this point Matthew was a mewling mess, what with having his curl sucked, dick pumped and ass pounded all at once. It was all starting to get too much for him to cope with, leaving his body screaming for release. He wouldn`t yet, though; Gilbert was still sliding his finger across the slit at the top of his length, and that feeling was just too special to ruin with his bodily needs right now.
Gilbert was barely hanging on. The bath water was beginning to jump over the sides from how hard and fast they were moving, and Gil was loving every single solitary moment of it. The feel of his Birdie around his rock hard cock was enough to make his scream, and the mewls coming from Matthew beneath him was just making him harder. Not to mention how wet he could tell Matt would`ve been if they were in a bed and not a bath tub. The water around his dick was already getting thick from his precum.
"Gil~ I-I`m, ah, g-gonna cum –oh!" Matthew shrieked as he tried to hold back the need. He was so close.
Gilbert leaned in closer to Matt to make sure he hears; his voice was all but consumed by moans as he thrust erratically into the ecstasy of Matthew`s ass. "S-same here. Cum fa, ah fuck, for me."
That was all the permission Matt needed. With the last hoarsely whispered word Matthew screamed and came all over Gilbert`s hand and into what was left of the tub water. "Gilbert!"
The tightening around his cock was what did it for Gilbert. His Birdie`s cumming sparked his own, his mind finally giving his body the release he so desperately needed. Gil thrust in as deep as Matt`s ass would allow him and shot his seed up deep into his Canadian, filling him up with warm love, among other things.
They stayed like that for a few minutes, slumped against the bath edge drowning in the afterglow of their love. After regaining the strength to stand, they dried off each other and held hands as they slowly strolled to the four poster bed in a large section of their marriage suit. It was still covered in red maple leaves, just the way it had been when the couple first came through the suit.
Matthew laid down in amongst the masses of leaves, completely bare and open, inviting his husband to come join him. It took barely two seconds for Gilbert to jump on top of him and rest his head against the Canadian`s chest.
The German`s hair was still wet as it fawned out on top of Matthew`s soft chest. They had somehow started holding hands in the exchange of giggles and love-struck stares they gave each other, showing the world the two little silver bands encasing the fourth finger on each of the hands involved in the embrace between palms.
The wedding bands caught Gilbert`s eye as he and Matthew took it in turns to whisper sweet nothings into each-others ear.
"Mr und Mr Beilschmidt. Who would of thought I`d be getting married before Luddy. At least it means he`s gotta take Feli`s surname." Gilbert laughed to himself as he imagined how mortified his little brother would be when he realised this prospect.
Matthew gave him a curious look. "What?"
Gil looked up to his husband. He placed a chaste peck upon his lips before stating rather calmly, "Just thinking about how drunk Alfred was when he started singing karaoke with Arthur."
Matthew sighed at the memory; he had never been so embarrassed by his family than at the moment when he and his Dad, both pissed off their asses, started singing 'Bohemian Rhapsody' two hours after the actual ceremony where all of his family, Alfred, Dad and Papa, were crying profusely. Matthew`s face was the colour of the red wine they were drinking when they gave their best man speeches and parents of the bride words. God, his family said the most embarrassing shit. "Please don`t remind me."
Gilbert burst into laughter and rolled over next to Matt. He could already tell that marrying Matthew whilst they were both so young (Gilbert 21 and Matthew 22) was probably the best, most awesomest thing he ever done.
Yes! It`s finally over! Can I just say I wrote pretty much all of this in one go, a few hours after walking 5 and ½ miles around the local moorland? I am pretty proud of myself. And, yes I know, i`m way later than I first said I would be; i`ve been really tired after getting back from France. It was so freaking hot! They were having a heatwave or something. I lost at least 6 pound through sweat. I`m not joking. Anyway, i`m now open for more requests! Yippee! Just name the song and what form of PruCan you want (2p, fem, supernatural, kids, cats etc) and I will work my magic! Clear~ xoxox