Over the next few days, Tino had recovered and had been released from the hospital. Even though the doctor stressed the fact Tino could possibly be subjected to PTSD, he was doing remarkably well, returning to his life of being the perfect mother and now wife figure. Berwald had taken to watching Tino even more closely then ever before to make sure it stayed that way.

Their wedding day soon came and Berwald found himself in a trembling mess. He wanted everything to smoothly and yet, he feared that another 'Troy' incident might tarnish that. Apparently Ivan and Tim had the same thoughts as they posted themselves at the chapel doors, armed and ready to take out anyone who would dare ruin such a beautiful moment. Although, some found it unnecessary.

Berwald tensed as the music started playing. He, along with the entire church, looked to the large doors as Tino appeared there in a beautiful flowing white satin gown along with a long-time friend of Ludwig and Gilbert's, Elizabeta Héderváry. How she was able to convince the Finnish man to wear it was beyond any one.

"Welcome everyone." Said a tanned man with glasses and dark brown hair styled similar to Matthias'*. "We are gathered here today-"
Berwald had turned his attention to his blushing 'bride'. He truly looked perfect and beautiful in that simple white dress... In a way, he truly did look like a woman. He blinked and returned his attention up front when heard his name being addressed

"Do you, Berwald Oxenstierna, take Tino Väinämöinen to be your lawfully wedded 'wife'?"

"Ja, jag gör." He smiled as a wonderful warm feeling began to flood in his chest.

"And do you, Tino Väinämöinen, take Berwald Oxenstierna to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

Tino looked to the Swedish man, tears in his eyes and with a bright smile replied, "En."

"Then by the power invested in me, I now pronounce you man and 'wife'." The priest smiled, and closed the book. "You may now kiss the 'bride'."

Berwald did just that, sharing the passionate if not yet beautiful kiss with his 'wife' while audience all awed. The ceremony soon melted into a after-wedding party, everyone was dancing, sitting, talking and eating. Berwald wasn't paying too much attention to the festivities, as he was more intune to watching Tino mingle among the others.

"So whatcha gonna do for your honeymoon?" Matthias asked, leaning over to Berwald.

"Not sure." He responded, as he watched Tino dance with Emil, careful around the Icelandic teen's broken arm.

"Take him to the Caribbean." Gilbert suggested, leaning forward. "I took Birdie once. We had an awesome blast."

"Really?" Berwald asked.

"Yeah." Gilbert chuckled. "Try it. It'll be awesome."

Once everything died down, Berwald and Tino retreated to their home with Peter to prepare for the coming weekend. Tino carefully placed his wedding dress into the wardrobe and placed Peter into bed before joining his now-husband in the living room on the couch.

"So- What are we gonna do on our first night as husband and wife?" Tino asked, snuggling up to Berwald, batting his eyelashes cutely.

"Hmm..." Berwald faked contemplating. He gave his now-wife a sly look. "I think I can name one thing..."

"Oh?" Tino giggled, as his fingers quested up the Swede's exposed chest. "And what would that be?"

"A little adult 'bonding'..." Berwald smiled, canines glinting in the light.

"Oh dear." Tino giggled. "Sounds like I'm in trouble."

"Will you be okay?" Berwald asked, pulling the small Finnish man onto his lap.

"What do you mean?" Tino asked, his face mere meters away from Berwald's. He gently cupped the Swede's face.

"After what happened... Between you and Troy..." Berwald whispered against Tino's lips. "I thought you'd be scared..."

"No..." Tino whispered. "He can never hope to destroy my spirit."

"Hmm..." Berwald muttered, stealing a chaste kiss. "Can't help but worry..."

"Do you really want to go through with this?" asked Berwald, unsure.

"Yes..." Tino smiled softly. "I trust you. Troy... To tell the truth-" Tino giggled. "Troy may have been a rapist and a psycho but he- lacked proper packaging."

"Oh?" Berwald smirked at the news. "Really?"

"Yeah." Tino smiled, pulling the Swede's face closer to him. "Now please- please do me!"

"With pleasure."

Berwald softly pressed his lips to Tino's. The small Fin returned the kiss, pressing his lips back as Berwald gently lowered him into the couch, looming over the smaller male. The kiss intensified as time passed, and Berwald was rewarded and was able to part Tino's lips and slip inside. Their tongues battled for dominance, and Tino, surprisingly put up a good fight, but Berwald was the victor in the end when Tino had to pull away to breath.

Tino had a bright pink blush across his face that obviously held shyness, something he always held ever since they first dated. He smiled coyly at the Swede as the taller male began to noticed something else. Something made him realize that his face was also burning with need, a need that he had to endure for close to several months that also had a certain area in his lower regions starting to become tight.

Berwald sat back up and pulled Tino onto his lap, trying to push his urges out of his mind. He didn't want to scare the small Fin. The smaller man in question looked up at him in confusion.

"Is there something wrong, Berwald?" Tino asked, while hopping he didn't ruin the moment.

"I... I don't want to hurt you." Berwald explained. "I'm not going to push or pressure you into something you don't' want... Not after what all has happened." Berwald softly kissed Tino's forehead.

"Eh?" Tino's confusion melted into understanding as he realized what his Swede had meant. "Oh Berwald."

"I'm sorry…" Berwald held Tino close. "Your opinion means more to me than anything. I can ignore this small problem for you…I-I... I don't want-"

"Ssh…" Tino shushed, placing a petite finger to Berwald's lips. "Don't worry."

Tino moved about on Berwald's lap till he felt perfectly comfortable. A small pink blush gathered on Berwald's cheeks as Tino began acting on impulse, pressing their lips together. They seemed to be perfectly in sync as Berwald wrapped his arms around his waist while Tino had snaked his arms around his neck.

The kiss intensified as Berwald pulled his 'wife' closer to his chest. His lips parted and his tongue ran across Tino's lips. The smaller man granted him access in no time and Berwald began exploring every inch of the mouth he knew and loved.

Tino pulled away after awhile, gasping as Berwald held him tightly, afraid that if he let go, he would lose him, once again and maybe even permanently. Softly, Berwald kissed one of Tino's eyes. The small man smiled and giggled. Berwald continued, slowly kissing down his neck. Tino let out a soft whine of pleasure at the movement.

It was all Berwald needed to regain his confidence. He continued to give Tino's throat the same treatment, adding a lick every now and then, while his hands began to make their way up the back of Tino's shirt. The smaller man once again shivered in pleasure, hoping nothing was going to ruin this moment. Oh how he missed Berwald's every touch, so much so that an old familiar hardness in his lower regions began to reappear and be a bit of a bother.

It wasn't too long before Berwald had Tino's shirt removed and began trailing his soft kisses down his collarbone. Tino's own had found their way to Berwald's as they roamed his chest, caressing him softly.

A light moan managed to escaped past Tino's lips as Berwald took a soft nub between his index finger and thumb. He softly pinched and squeezed it, sending such sensations throughout Tino's body. Oh how he craved being touched by the one man he truely loved.

A soft kiss was planted on Tino's lips before in one quick motion the rest of his clothing had disappeared. The freedom of his erection was the most wonderful feeling in the world, he felt no shame, not this time. Berwald's hands slid from Tino's chest down to the Fin's throbbing member. Slowly, the larger Swede moved his hand to feel the base, circling it before grasping it in one hand. The surge of pleasure jolted through Tino's body, making him let out a moan that made Berwald's bones vibrate. It was far different from Troy did it.

Berwald continued to slid his hand up and down Tino's erection slowly, squeezing in response to every twitch and throb as small smile spread across his face. Tino was overwhelmed as slowly lowered himself back on against the couch, legs wrapped around Berwald's waist. Berwald grinned at the submissive beauty on his lap.

He leaned down and softly placed a kiss on the head of the throbbing member. The contact that had Tino to both gasp and sigh. Slowly and ever so teasingly, Berwald licked the slit, causing Tino to let out a gasp and a soft whine. The larger man took the head into his mouth and his lover gasped, followed by another low moan that rattled through Berwald's body.

Tino tangled his fingers in Berwald's messy blonde hair as the taller male slowly inched down, taking more and more of his member into his mouth. When he got about half way down, he quickly pulled back up, leaving the head once again the only thing in his mouth. Tino gasped loudly at these actions, unable to look at what his partner did through half-lidded eyes. As Berwald repeated the movement, Tino's head was thrown back in delight as his back arched completely off the couch.

An familiar sensation began to add itself to the pleasure. A sensation that made the Fin feel as if he were about to explode. As Berwald began a rhythmic pace took his whole length into his mouth, bobbing his head up and down. Tino soon found that he couldn't take it any longer. He let out a loud cry and came in Berwald's mouth.

He still tasted as divine as he remembered, Berwald swallowed as much of it as he could as a satisfied smile splayed across his face. The rest dripped from the corners of his mouth and ran down his chin as he licked clean Tino's member.

"B-B-Berwald..." He whimpered.

Berwald smirked as he took off his own shirt as Tino laid back down, panting, still lost in the feelings of euphoria. Berwald leaned over Tino and softly stroked his hair.

"Are you okay?" Berwald asked softly, smiling.

Tino smiled and nodded. Berwald leaned over and shared a chaste kiss. Tino carefully kept his head in place as he twisted his fingers into Berwald's hair.

The soft kiss was over as quickly as it began. Berwald pulled away, leaving a soft kiss on his nose before sitting up. "If we go too far and you become uncomfortable." Berwald whispered tenderly, pausing unsurely, "The doctor wishes for your mind not to be stressed..."

He slowly cupped Berwald's face and smiled. "It's okay, Berwald. Please... I need this."

Berwald smiled and softly stroked his cheek. When his fingers ran across the bottom of his chin, he brought them back up to Tino's mouth. Tino blinked and looked at them, then back at Berwald, eyes sparkling.

"Suck." Berwald softly commanded.

Tino smiled and held Berwald's palm to steady it and took three of his fingers into his mouth. Tino licked and sucked all around and between them, making sure they were well lubricated.

Satisfyied that they were slick enough, Berwald pulled them out of that warm cavern. He moved down to Tino's entrance, putting one finger in. With the hand that was still dry, he began to unbutton and unzip his pants as the first finger slowly slid in.

Tino mewled as his face twisted in pain and pleasure. Berwald smile seemed to grow wider as he hummed very softly. When Tino's face relaxed, Berwald slid in a second finger and began a scissoring motion.

Two fingers felt much better than one definitely. He missed the feeling of Berwald's fingers inside him. Berwald moved them quicker, getting them in deeper. Tino panted in excitement. As the fingers pushed deeper, his prostate was hit, making Tino's eyes widen as he cried out in sheer bliss. Berwald grinned in success, pleased he hadn't forgot where his sweet Fin's sweet spot was. As Berwald pressed against it again, he added a third finger. Tino moaned as it was added to the others, he began rocking his hips, trying to get the fingers to go deeper.

He moved them in and out a few more times before pulling them out. Berwald quickly finished freeing his erection and spat on his hand, using that and his pre-cum to slick his member.

Berwald's large member put Tino in a dizzy. He felt anxious for something so big to hit that spot inside him again, but also missed it plowing into him. He sighed.

"Remember… You can stop me…" Berwald reminded him.

Tino looked into those dashing blue-green eyes. "I won't." Tino smiled.

Berwald smiled and moved his hand so he could hold himself up over his partner, as he began to slowly and surely push his cock into the waiting entrance. The pain was tremendous but at the same time, wonderful. Tino's eyes watered. Oh how he truly, truly did miss this.

Slowly, after what felt like forever, Tino began moving his hips, trying to get the dick inside him to move. Berwald thanked whatever gods above for the self control he possessed as he slowly pulled almost all the way out, only to thrust back in. Tino cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure at the motion.

No time was wasted in finding that spot that sent stars through Tino's line of vision. He loudly called out Berwald's name, making the Swede above him smirk. Berwald soon began a steady rythem, making sure with every thrust afterwards to hit that sweet spot, making the little Fin below him cry out each time.

The speed increased as Berwald's panting started to break out of his mouth. Tino wrapped his feminine legs around his waist, trying to get Berwald inside much deeper. Matching the tempo of his thrusts, Berwald stroked his partner's hard erection, making him cry louder.

"You're- still tight- as I remember." He smiled.

"And you're still- Aah!- Big as I- OH!- I remember." Tino gasped.

The wonderful sensation began to pool once more, as Tino tried to speak of how close he was, but the words were lodged in his throat. He couldn't hold it any longer and let out a loud and low groan, cumming onto both of their chests. The sudden clench caused the Swedish man above him to moan alongside him and cum deep inside of his lover.

As the two panted for air, Berwald's arms shook from trying to hold himself up. Slowly, he pulled out of the smaller male beneath him, collapsing backwards onto one of the arms of the couch. Tino sighed in bliss as the movement sent shivers up his spine, but he relief soon faded as the feeling of emptiness clouded his senses.

Tino moved to rest his head against the taller male's chest, kissing it softly in an attempt to ignore this feeling. Berwald wrapped arm around Tino's back, holding him close. The empty feeling was replaced with content as Tino's hair was softly stroked. He closed his eyes, feeling more fatigued than he had ever been in a long time. Which even he found rare.

"You have no idea how much I missed you…" Berwald said softly, kissing the top of the smaller man's head. "Oh how much I worried..."

"I missed you too, Berwald…" Tino said softly and sleepily. "To be honest there was actually a time where I lost all hope of ever seeing you again..."

Berwald smiled, holding him even closer to his body then physically possible. He bent foward to place another gentle kiss on those swollen lips, when a small voice stopped him dead in his tracks, causing both men to flush a dark red.

"Daddy? How come Mommy's nakey and sleeping on you?"

"PETER!" They both cried.

END.

* = Guess who? :3

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