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Sequel to Day 26

Day 30 – Doing something hot

They kissed, scarcely when the door had closed behind them. Mariku guided Malik to the bedroom while he loosened his tie. Mariku slipped the jacket from Malik's shoulders and Malik started to unbutton the vest and the shirt.

They fell on the bed and Mariku straightened. He took off his jacket and vest and leaned back down to Malik to kiss him.

"Mariku." Malik gasped and shoved his friend slightly away. "I have to confess something." He opened the remaining buttons on Mariku's shirt as he spoke. "I'm not a virgin anymore." The shirt fell on the floor.

"Shocking." Mariku replied with a grin and made his turn to unbutton Malik's shirt. "I have to confess something as well," he leaned close to Malik's ear, "I'm to blame for it," he whispered, letting his tongue slide along Malik's ear. They laughed and kissed again. Malik buried his hands in Mariku's hair and lifted his abdomen. He could barely wait. Even though they had sex almost every day, it was special today. It was their wedding night. Malik had to smile and Mariku broke the kiss surprised. "What is it?" Mariku wanted to know and straightened slightly.

"It's just..." Malik reached out and stroked Mariku over his bare chest. The sight of the golden ring on his finger made his stomach tingle. "We are married now."

Mariku took Malik's hand and kissed the back of his fingers. Finally, he placed a kiss on the ring. "Now you belong to me." he murmured, kissing the palm.

"And you to me," Malik said with a grin.

"Sounds fair." Mariku undid the button of Malik's pants. He felt Malik's hard cock through the fabric. He pulled off Malik's pants and his eyes widened as he saw the garter on Malik's leg. Mariku grinned. "You're really wearing one."

"I told you." Malik said, grinning. Mariku touched the garter, but Malik grabbed his hand. "With your teeth!" Mariku raised Malik's leg and kissed his foot. Malik laughed restrained. "That tickles." Mariku didn't stop. He kissed his way up and took all the time in the world. He licked and kissed as much skin as he could catch and noticed happily Malik's slight shudder. Gently he bit into the skin just above the garter. His hand came to rest in Malik's lap and he rubbed his crotch, still hidden underneath his shorts. Malik groaned softly.

With his teeth Mariku grabbed the garter and pulled it slowly down Malik's leg. Using only his fingertips, he stroked along the leg and caused Malik goose bumps. He wrapped the garter around his wrist. "I'll keep that now."

"Then you have to wear it someday."

"Maybe I will." Mariku replied with a slight grin. This time he kissed along Malik's other leg, bit in his thighs and licked his skin.

"You really enjoy torturing me, don't you?" gasped Malik.

"Yes, you should know that." He shoved his fingers under the waistband of Malik's shorts and pulled them down. The only thing that Malik still wore was his shirt.

As Malik reached his orgasm he relinquished his grip. Shortly after Malik, Mariku came as well, and lay down next to Malik.

"You should cut your nails," was the first thing he said after his body had cooled down a bit.

"Sorry." Malik laughed sheepishly.

"Is it bleeding?"

Malik looked at Mariku's back and swallowed. He had several long bloody scratches. "A little bit."

Mariku made a rumbling sound. He turned on his side and pulled Malik closer to him. "More scars thanks to you."

"Sorry," muttered Malik.

"Just kidding." Mariku said with a gentle smile on his face. "I carry each one with pride."