It was an exhausting night. Sebastian had to keep track of Luka, who tried his best to eat the entirety of the refreshments before passing out underneath the table with his legs sticking out underneath the tablecloth. Revy turned down every single invitation to dance as the other police officers partied with the other guests. Sir Integra wisely left the party early, making her congratulations and staying for a while out of politeness before promptly leaving and taking her assistant with her. The Grooms both understood, as one of them wasn't exactly the "partying type." By the end of the night, he was nearly dragging his feet as he walked out the door!
He still smiled, regardless, and waved in a friendly manner to the rest of the family as they parted ways. The demonic duo were heading off to the hotel suite that they had booked in advance, but despite the amourous air, they did nothing risqué for quite some time upon their arrival. Both men nearly collapsed upon stepping into the suite, and used quite a substantial amount of the remainder of their energy in order to make it to a couch.
The duo plopped down on the cushions, leaning back in their seats as they both started loosening their ties. The strips of fabric were tossed to the floor as soon as they were off, and the men undid the first two buttons on their shirts. With that, they slumped where they sat, leaning against one another as they found themselves physically pained by the thought of moving. They stayed like this for half an hour or so before finally being able to chat. Witty banter was shot back and forth as the pair flirted and played, still high from the delight of officially uniting their families.
Hours passed as they both chatted while recovering, but they eventually got ready for bed, showering and brushing their teeth. The pair had almost agreed that it was too tiresome at the moment to consummate their marriage that night, but once they were about to turn in, the demons seemingly caught their second wind. Their night was tender as the pair softly made love whilst giggling.
It was no wonder that they both woke up in such exceptional moods the following morning, still radiating happiness as they slowly returned to the conscious world. Ciel was in no hurry to open his eyes, but he could still feel the menace curled up against him. A smile instantly formed on his face as he squeezed his spouse a little tighter, pulling him close while burying his face in flaxen locks. The Watchdog's mind was almost completely awake, but the man really did not feel as though he wanted to sacrifice the soft comfort and warmth that he was experiencing at that moment. His actions, however, caused the menace to slightly stir, mumbling while trying to hide his face in Ciel's chest.
Then, his eyes abruptly opened as he registered where he was. Lifting his head, he forced the bluenette's face away as he sat up and rubbed his eyes, noting that he still had arms around his waist as his beau refused to let go of him. With that, he smiled, shifting so that he could lean over and kiss Ciel's cheek. He saw his spouse grinning and simply laid back down with him.
"Good morning, sunshine." Alois cooed, running his fingers along the other demon's cheek.
"Good morning…" began the bluenette in response, finally opening his eyes. Moving his hand up, he gripped the blonde's, bringing it to his lips and kissing his ring. "…Mister Phantomhive."
He grinned as his words widened Alois' smile, flashing his teeth as the blonde giggled. The Watchdog found his ribs being squished as the menace flopped down on top of them, pushing the air out of his lungs with a small "oof!" When the form on top of him continued to convulse with every laugh, he patted the man on the back and kissing him wherever he could reach with Alois hiding his face in his shoulder. The blonde kissed him back, pecking along his shoulder and neck before finally pressing his lips firmly against the flesh and blowing raspberries until he finally had to laugh again. He was infected by Ciel's cackling at his actions, finding delight in the Watchdog's expressions of joy.
The laughing only got more pervasive as the bluenette switched to offense, wrapping his arms around the menace and sitting up with him in his lap. A squeak escaped Alois as the other Phantomhive blew raspberries back, using the blonde's neck as his target. Pulling back again, they faced each other, but not for long as the menace grabbed hold of his spouse's cheeks and pulled him in for another kiss.
"Did I hit a nerve?" playfully asked the Watchdog once their lips parted again. He smirked while pressing their foreheads together, waiting for his beau to recollect himself in order to reply.
"A little." Alois answered, allowing his hands to drop to the bluenette's shoulders. "I'm still excitable, you know. That's going to take me some getting used to."
"That's perfectly alright." Informed his beau. "I really like seeing you like this."
"Likewise." Said the blonde. "You're much more chipper than usual, too."
"But of course. I've just married the love of my life. Why wouldn't I be?"
"Well, it isn't exactly as though I can help maintain your bloodline, you know."
"I don't care about that." Ciel stated with a childishly stern expression. "I have no need for an heir, and what matters is that I have you. As old fashioned as I may be, I can still see the importance of marrying for love, and I much prefer this to any alternative."
"Oh yeah? What are the alternatives?"
"I marry someone whom I don't love instead and live miserably with both them. I much prefer this sequence of events."
"I can tell." snickered the blonde.
"Good, because I'm very excited, too." The Watchdog said. "I can't remember the last time I've been this happy. You've always made me happy, but you just keep making me happier and happier as time goes on."
"That is my ambition." Alois retorted.
"I don't know what to do with it all, really." His beau commented. "I'm never sure what to do with it, so I'm afraid that I just make weird faces or something."
"I like them, though! They're so dopey and cute… Just express it however you're comfortable with. That's always my favourite way."
"Even if it's just holding you?"
"Especially if it involves holding me." The blonde emphasized. "Or kisses. You know how much I love kisses." He added, prompting the bluenette to peck him on the lips.
"Well, you know how much I love giving them." Retorted his spouse. "If that's what you want to do today, I will have no complaints."
"What? You haven't planned anything?"
"I had a few ideas in case you wanted to go do something, but the entire day is open, really."
"And if I wanted to stay in bed all day and act lovey-dovey and gross?" the blonde said questioningly, arching an eyebrow as he waited for a response. He maintained the expression even as the bluenette chuckled.
"That works." Ciel answered. "Go ahead and gross me out. Should we put on pants first?"
"Nah, they're probably going to come off again, anyway." Bluntly stated Alois.
"Oh yeah, and why's tha—oh…. Oh."
