Took me long enough, but here it is. The final chapter of Matty's Story. I got some feels writing this, and I'm warning you now that when I say there's a fuckload of Lemon coming up, I mean it. It's really dirty. Anyways, without further ado...
Later that night, we returned home, sweaty and exhausted. I had taken off my jacket and had it slung on one arm, holding Mello's hand with the other. As soon as we got inside, I locked the door to our apartment and found myself pulled into Mello's arms. I dropped what I was holding and wrapped my arms around his waist. We held each other for a moment, listening to each other breathe. I danced my fingers up and down his spine while his played with strands of my ruby hair, fiddling with it and burying his nose into it to take in my scent.
"Mmm." He sighed. I tightened my arms around him, but pulled away to look at him. I had kept my goggles on for the whole night, and he reached up to gently pull them off over my head. He carefully dropped them on the floor, taking care not to break them. My hair fell over my eyes, hiding them from him. Mello brushed my hair away and stared into my eyes, stroking my face. I stared back at him, counting the colours in his eyes. My eyes flickered down to his lips and I bit my bottom lip, looking back into his eyes. Holy shit, I wanted him so bad. He wound his hands into my hair and pulled his mouth towards mine, kissing me softly. I responded the same way, parting my lips slightly and barely slithering my tongue out to taste his. Our tongues brushed at their tips, and he whimpered quietly before he could stop himself. A violent shudder ran down my back and I nearly lost control.
"Oh, god, Mihael. Meet me in the bedroom?" he laughed and pulled away.
"Of course." He kissed my cheek and started toward the bedroom, swaying his hips. I bit my lip and groaned quietly as my pants got tighter. I trotted after him, closing the door behind me. I leaned against the wood, staring at Mello.
He took his jacket, shirt and tie off and lay down on the bed, fiddling with his rosary. It had been a while since I paid attention to his rosary. I hardly even noticed it anymore. Mello ran his fingers over the smooth wood of the cross, then tangled them in the beads, gripping them carefully. I crossed the room and stood beside Mello.
"Mihael?" Mello looked up at me, his hand still tangled in the necklace. He smiled.
"Yes, Mr. Keehl?" I blushed and smiled, looking down at my feet. Mello stopped playing with his rosary and moved so he was sitting with me between his legs. He rested his hands on my thighs, running his fingers up and down my denim-clad legs. "What's up, buttercup?" I ran a hand through my hair nervously.
"Did you- Do you ever wish I was a girl?" His hands paused their movements, resting just under my ass.
"I-" He looked at me questioningly, his eyebrows furrowed together. "To be honest, I can't even imagine being with you as a girl, or wanting to be with any girl at all. It's just not appealing. So, no. I've never wished you were a girl." His fingers crawled down my legs, stopping at the back of my knees. "Why would you think that?" I reached out and touched the cross on his rosary, picking it up carefully with the tips of my fingers.
"Just because... Well, you're catholic. God doesn't like gays." I said sadly, stroking the cross. Mello brought one hand up to stop mine. He intertwined our fingers, holding my hand. I felt him pull me closer, his fingers digging into the back of my knee.
"Fuck God." He whispered. He didn't sound angry, or bitter. He said it in a rather matter-of-fact way, actually. I looked at him, my eyes wide with shock. He was grinning. "You think I still believe in him after all these years?" He laughed, but I saw his eyes cloud slightly with pain. "I stopped believing in him the day I found out you were cutting yourself." I bit my lip in distress.
"Mel..." His hands crept up to touch my shoulders, urging me onto the bed. I sat beside him.
"If there was a God, then you would never have to feel pain. Because God doesn't let angels cry." I bit my lip to hide its trembling. Mello smiled and touched my face. "I wear this rosary because it belonged to my mother. What power would God have in a stupid necklace anyways?" He took his hands away to pull off his rosary. I giggled as he dropped it over my head, covering my mouth with my hand shyly. He pulled my hand away from my mouth and kissed me softly. "I love you. And I know that loving you is right. Nothing can be wrong about the way I feel for you. No one can ever tell me that I'm not allowed to love you, Mail. Whether he's God or not." I tangled my hands in his hair and pulled him in for a long kiss. When I pulled away, I whispered,
"I love you so much, Mihael. I'm so glad I married you." Mello laughed and tugged on my shirt.
"Come into bed." He murmured. I walked around the bed to the other side and climbed in beside him, smiling at him the whole time. I felt light-hearted and giddy. He straddled me and started pulling off my shirt, sitting back on his haunches while he ran a hand up my chest. He moaned quietly, low in his throat and gripped the rosary that still hung from my neck. He bent down, pulling himself forward with the rosary and whispered in my ear, "Why is this such a turn-on for me?" I let my hands run from his knees to his hips and up to his waist.
"We haven't had sex in almost two weeks. There are a lot of things that could turn you on right now. Like this-" I lightly dragged my nails up his waist and past his ribs, making him lean his head back and sigh.
"Uhn... Mail..." He groaned softly. I smiled to myself, loving his helplessness. My knees came up behind him, letting him lean against my thighs, and I brushed his nipples with my wandering fingers, tweaking them gently. Mello's hips rocked forward, and I could feel his ass brush against my growing erection.
"Or that." I said between gritted teeth. I refused to make a sound before I had him screaming or begging. Maybe both.
"Mail!" He cried as I sat up and started pleasing his sensitive nipples with my mouth. My legs dropped down, my knees still bent, so he was sitting in the gap between my open legs. Mello braced himself by holding on to my shoulders. I kissed across his chest softly.
"Yes?" I whispered against his neck.
"I- Ah!" He was cut off as I bit his neck and squeezed his ass at the same time.
"You what? C'mon babe, have I rendered you speechless already?" He sighed in frustration.
"I want you to make love to me." He pulled my head up so he could kiss me after he said that. I loved kissing Mello. It seemed that every kiss was an adventure. You never knew what a kiss would lead you to. Right now, it was a gentle kiss, with slow, sensual tongue movements and only soft bites. I actually liked the biting. I liked the way his teeth sunk into my bottom lip so gently I could barely feel it. I liked the way it sent a jolt of arousal through my body straight to my groin. I pulled him onto my lap and raised my hips, grinding my trapped cock against his ass. Mello shuddered and pulled at my hair desperately. "Oh! Please!"
"Mmfh- Mihael..." I whimpered as he rocked his hips against me again. I held his hips still and kissed down his neck. I wanted to take this slow. "Shh..." I breathed into his ear, brushing my hands up his waist, caressing him. He shivered and let out a tiny moan.
"Mail..." I let my lips clumsily devour him, starting at his ear lobe, moving down his neck to his collarbone, teasing softly at perky nipples. I pushed him down onto his back, crawling between his legs so I could leave little licks, kisses and nibbles down his stomach. I breathed hot air on his hips and his navel, making him sigh in pleasure.
"I want to make this last." I whispered. "I want to remember our first time as a married couple." I peeked up at him, and let him wind his fingers into my hair. He nodded.
"Mm, I agree." I smiled and worked at un-doing his pants. He watched my fingers deftly tug at the laces of his leather pants. I pulled them off of his soft, flawless legs, and ran my hands along them, stopping at his upper thighs.
I kissed the insides of his thighs, then licked a trail to his hip. By the time my mouth reached his arousal, Mello had arched his back in anticipation, gripping the bed sheets tightly. I took him into my mouth slowly, swirling my tongue around his tip. A surprised cry left his lips, and he blushed a deep red. I pulled away with a hard suck on the head of his erection, and put three fingers in my mouth. Mello looked down and moaned when he saw what I was doing.
"Nngh, Mail. P-please." I pulled my wet fingers out of my mouth.
"Don't worry, love. I'll take care of you." I spread his legs and carefully pressed two fingers inside of him. He gasped and groaned in approval, bucking his hips so my fingers went further inside of him. I slid my third finger in and found his prostate, rubbing it with the tips of my fingers, just enough to drive him crazy. I then took him into my mouth again, rubbing my tongue against his heated flesh and sucking just hard enough to pull a moan from Mello. I pressed harder against his sweet spot, making his thighs twitch and his muscles clench around my fingers.
"Mmnh, Mail... Wait... Uh!" He groaned loudly as I deep-throated him briefly, then pulled back to suck the sensitive head, fondling his balls with my free hand. "N-no! I- AH!" I watched as one of Mello's hands flew down to his erection, squeezing the base. I pulled my mouth away from him, gently took my fingers out of him and my other hand away as Mello desperately held back his orgasm. He clenched the sheets with one hand and thrashed his head back and forth on the pillow, moaning incoherently. The sight was so unbelievably sexy that my hand crept between my legs and I started touching myself through my jeans automatically. When Mello got a hold of himself, he sat up slowly, panting harshly, and pulled my face closer to his. He kissed me slowly, passionately, and pulled away to whisper against my lips. "I want to come inside of you." My breathing hitched in my throat. I moaned and breathed,
"Oh my fucking God." before jumping on him, attacking his mouth with mine. Mello desperately started taking off my pants while making out with me, putting his hand down my boxers and squeezing my length. "Uhn, Mihael." I moaned, tonguing his ear. He groaned desperately and tugged my pants and boxers off, wrapping a leg around my waist and rolling us over, pushing me onto the bed.
"I can't take it anymore!" He growled, sending shivers down my spine. He nibbled softly down my neck, touching every inch of skin above my hips. "I want you so fucking bad, Mail." I gasped and pulled him closer.
"I need you inside me." I whispered. Mello moaned and put three fingers in his mouth, coating them in spit.
"Tell me if you need me to go slower." I nodded in consent and gasped as his first finger slipped in, digging deep to touch my prostate. I sighed and relaxed myself, allowing another finger to join the first. Mello scissored me, and I relaxed my muscles to allow myself to be stretched. He pressed his fingers against my prostate again, making my member throb with need.
"Mmnh- Mihael!" I whimpered. "Please!" He groaned and slid his last finger in, making sure I was well stretched. I gasped as his mouth closed over my hot cock, sucking softly. "Uhn! Holy fuck." He pulled his fingers out of me and his mouth away from me, doing something he's never done before.
I jumped and gripped the bed sheets when I felt his tongue probing my entrance.
"H-holy- Oh my god! Mihael! AH!" I felt his tongue slide in and the very tip brushed my prostate, nearly sending me over the edge. I stroked his hair, trying to get him to stop. "S-stop. Babe, please. I need you." He slipped his tongue out of me and licked my pre-come off of my member.
"Ready?" he panted, positioning himself at my entrance. I pulled his face down so I could kiss him.
"Mm-hmm." Mello leaned over me, reaching for our bottle of lube. I grabbed his wrist. "No, no lube. I only want you." Mello's eyes widened.
"I need lube, Mail. I don't want to hurt you." I smiled up at him, brushing my lips against his.
"I just had your tongue in me. I think I'll be okay." Mello bit his lip and spat on his hand, rubbing it over his erection.
"I had to do something." He murmured, kissing my nose. He leaned down so our stomachs and chests were pressed together, our skin brushing and making a small gasp leave my lips. His hands curved over my hips as he guided his erection inside of me. I squeezed my eyes shut and moaned, my mouth wide open and panting. For some reason, I was I was much more sensitive to every sensation I was feeling tonight. I could feel every inch of him as he went inside me, the slight burn and the immense pleasure I had at being filled by Mello.
"Mmm... Oh, Mihael. Oh..." I whispered, my hands softly running down his back, reveling in the feel of his soft skin under my fingertips. He shuddered, and pulled me closer, thrusting his hips against me. I gasped as he brushed my prostate. "Mm, more." my voice sounded too soft, too quiet, but the way Mello was doing me was making me melt.
"Uhn, you feel so good, Mail." He breathed. He pulled on my hips and pushed deeper than he's ever gone, making a soft cry and an even softer whimper leave my mouth.
"Ha-ah! You've never... Oh, yes. You haven't been that deep before- Oh!" I grabbed at his shoulders as he pulled back and then pressed back in powerfully, making jolts of pleasure run up my spine and down my thighs as he slammed against my prostate. "Please. Fuck me harder, Mihael." He shivered at my words and started up fast thrusts, keeping himself buried deep inside my body. His gentle caresses on my face, arms and waist were contradictions to the almost harsh thrusts that filled my entire being with pleasure. As I approached my climax, I went limp, my arms spreading out on either side of me, my head lying back against the pillows with my mouth open and panting as the lower half of me tensed in anticipation of my orgasm. Mello paused his movements, making me whine in need. I snaked my hands down to touch his hips, bringing him into me again. I felt his muscles twitching, telling me how hard it was for him to stop.
"I'm gonna." He took a moment to catch his breath as I pulled his hips closer, pressing him to my prostate again. "I'll come if we keep going." He finished, sounding desperate. I moved my hands slowly up his body and held his head, bringing his mouth down to mine.
"We have three days booked from work. And we have some catching up to do." I reminded him, sucking his bottom lip softly. "Make me come, Mihael. I need you." He groaned at that statement, and leaned over me, burying his head against my neck as he started pounding into me again. I moaned into his ear, being vocal about my pleasure, for I knew he loved it. I got louder the closer I got, until I was almost shouting. "M-Mihael, I'm- Ohhh! I'm coming!" My breathing went out of control as my stomach tightened, signaling my release. The pleasure had built up to the point where it was almost unbearable. If he stopped now, I was going to cry. Mello thrusted faster, gasping out,
"Go on; come for me, my love. Uhn, fuck! Mail!" He moaned and his thrusting went haywire and I felt him come inside of me, pushing me completely over the edge. My back arched and I closed my eyes, tilting my head back and moaning as my release took over me. My orgasm came in intense waves, causing me to shiver and cry out, my hips bucking with every wave of pleasure. When it was over, I was panting desperately and Mello was kissing my throat and neck, breathing heavily on my skin. I held him in place, my eyes closed, just wanting him to stay close to me, feeling his breath on my neck. It was very comforting to me.
"Mmm... I love you, Mihael." Mello moved his face to kiss me clumsily, touching the side of my head and my cheek.
"I love you." he whispered, bringing his other hand up to hold my face. He cradled my face and kissed me passionately, nipping at my bottom lip and tongue. I moaned as he pressed against me, getting hard again. Mello pulled away to laugh and kissed down my neck, nibbling my ear. "Hard already, babe? Your stamina is really impressive, Mail."
"I'm- Ahh, I'm not fully hard yet. Mmm, fuck..." he slipped out of me and crept down my body, kissing and licking at my skin. I shivered as his tongue ran over my nipple, his teeth following soon after. He bit down very softly, rolling my sensitive nub between his teeth gently. "Holy shit, Mihael!" He blew on my wet, hardened skin and closed his lips over my nipple, sucking softly and making me tremble a bit under him. "Oh, please..."
"Mmm, you top now." Mello whispered, rolling over and pulling me on top of him. I attacked his mouth with mine, kissing him desperately. I rolled my hips against him, pure need coursing through my body. I don't know what happened, but a sudden wave of lust and possessive adrenaline took control of my body.
"Ahh, I need you, Mail... I need you right now." Then, without my permission, I started whispering the dirtiest things into Mello's ear.
"I wanna bury my cock so deep inside your ass, and make you scream with pleasure." I leaned down and bit his neck, trailing my hand down his body to grip his new erection. "I wanna make you come so hard you forget your name. I wanna fuck you so good you can't take any more."
"Holy shit, Mail! Where is this coming from?" Mello whimpered under me, raising his hips slightly. I felt his member throb in my hand.
"You want me?" I growled into his ear. He moaned softly.
"Yes!" his voice came out breathy and begging. "Fuck, yes!" I started stroking his hard shaft, slowly and tortuously.
"Do you like feeling my hand on your dick?" I panted. "Do you like it when I jack you off like this?" I increased the pressure slightly and sped up a bit, loving the way Mello gasped and groaned helplessly.
"Yes, oh fucking hell yes, Mail!"
"How about my mouth? Do you like my hot little tongue running along every inch of your desperate member, sucking you into ecstasy?" Mello whimpered, and my hand grew slick on his manhood as some pre-come dribbled out.
"Yes." he whispered. "Yes, I love it when you suck me off." I used my fingertips and stroked myself with my free hand, exploring my hard length.
"Don't you love it when I touch myself in front of you because you're so unbelievably sexy that I can't control myself?" Mello moaned loudly as I sped up my hand on his dick.
"Oh, yes! God, yes I love it! Mm, harder, Mail." I squeezed him harder as he demanded, with one more question to ask.
"And tell me, baby... Do you like having my fingers shoved up your tight little ass? Do you like it when I torture your prostate until you're ready to come, without even penetrating you with my rock hard cock?" I nibbled his ear, and Mello cried out my name as he came into my hand.
"Oh, god... Where did you learn to talk dirty like that?" he panted. I had my fingers in my mouth, lubing them up, so I couldn't answer right away. I pressed a finger into him and kissed down his neck, whispering,
"I'm so fucking horny right now, Mihael. Never let me go this long without sex again. I want to fuck you into tomorrow..." I moaned as I slipped the second finger inside him, feeling how tight he was. "I'm going to give you the best sex of your life, Mihael Keehl."
"Oh, fuck... Right there..." I rubbed at his prostate, watching his thighs twitch with pleasure as he grew hard once again.
"I missed this. I love seeing you like this, completely at my mercy..." Mello whimpered beneath me, raising his hips for more stimulation. I laughed breathily against his neck and put my third finger inside him, spreading my fingers and stretching him out.
"S-seriously, where did you learn how to say things like that? You know it gets me off when you get like that..." I twisted my fingers around inside him, pressing against his prostate, and watched his body freeze up. "Ahh, holy hell!"
"You mean when I dominate you? Tell me, Mihael, should we bring some toys into this?" He gasped as I bit into his neck.
"W-which toys?" I laughed darkly and pulled my fingers out of him, ignoring his cry of disappointment as I reached into the bedside table. I straightened up and kissed him, hiding my new toy.
"When I told you not to get lube, it was partially because I didn't want you to see this." I murmured, showing him my brand new dildo. His eyes widened, and his cock stiffened just a bit more.
"W-when then f-fuck did you buy th-that?" He stammered, biting his lip softly. I grinned and bent down to kiss him.
"A while ago." I winked at him and placed it at my lips, slowly taking its length into my mouth. I allowed one of my hands grip my swollen, throbbing dick and stroke it, making me moan around the fake penis in my mouth. Mello moved my hand away from myself, using his hand to pleasure me instead. Eventually, I pulled away from him and slipped the dildo out of my mouth. "Ready to play?" I groaned, my voice sounding unintentionally low and rough. Mello pulled his hand away from me and spread his legs, exposing his entrance to me.
"Yes! Please!" I reached for lube, and spread it around the dildo, gazing down at Mello as I did so. I positioned it at his eager hole and slowly, ever so slowly, I pushed it inside his body. He gasped as the tip stretched his entrance, then sighed as the length slid into his body. "Ahh..." He moaned softly when I let it brush his prostate.
"Does that feel good, baby?" I asked, pulling the toy back slightly, then pushing it deeper. He spread his legs wider and groaned.
"Mmn, yes... More... Ah!" He cried out in surprise and pleasure as I shoved my toy into him, aiming for his pleasure spot. "Jesus, Mail, you have good aim." He panted. I smiled to myself.
"You want more?" He nodded eagerly.
"Yes! Please, more!" I showed Mello a small remote and pressed a button on it to start low vibrations from the dildo to please his prostate. "Ugh..." He sighed, relaxing a bit. I gently thrust it in and out, sometimes slowly, sometimes quickly, rubbing the vibrating toy against his most intimate areas. Mello became a panting, moaning mess in no time. I smiled and reached for the lube and spread it on three fingers, shoving them inside my eager entrance to prepare myself. I sighed and tilted my head back, working my fingers in and out.
"Mmn, see how eager I am for you, Mihael?" I addressed Mello, who moaned softly. "I took all three of them at once." I panted, working my fingers deeper, but avoiding my prostate. "And maybe..." I slipped a fourth finger in, and groaned loudly. "Uhn that feels good..."
"Oh, god... Please, Mail, I'm gonna come!" I rolled my head to look at him, grinning smugly.
"Already?" I asked. "Well that won't do." I pulled my fingers out of myself, frowning at the empty feeling, and reached for two cock rings. I slid one onto Mello's twitching cock, and the other onto my erection. Mello whimpered and clawed at the bed sheets.
"M-mail?" I smirked evilly.
"I want you." I purred. "All. Night. Long." I punctuated my words with pauses, positioning myself above his hot, stiff member. I sat down directly on it, taking all of him all at once. He gasped and I felt his hips buck upwards, the tip of his penis brushing my prostate.
"Fucking hell fire, Satan's Jesus, God's chafing testicles-" he whispered quickly, so fast I barely heard it. I moved so he was almost all the way out, clenched against his tip, then sunk back down on his newly swelling dick. "Ungh, MAIL!" He cried out, thrusting into my sweet spot again. I whimpered. "Oh, fuck, I would have come right then... You shouldn't do that." He wiggled his hips. "And that fucking dildo... Feels so fucking good. Holy shit, you're a sex god, I swear to fuck." I laughed softly, slightly out of breath.
I pressed down so his cock pushed against my prostate, sending a delicious ripple of pleasure through my body. I gasped and moaned, tilting my head back. I began riding him, making him gasp in sudden pleasure. Mihael brought his hands up to my hips and pulled me down onto him so he could go deeper, making both of us whimper in pleasure. I wanted an overload of pleasure. I wanted this to be a night we would never forget. I rode him harder, nearly screaming at the white-hot pleasure that ran through my body. I had never had stimulation on my prostate like that before; a constant harsh slam of our hips directly into the most pleasurable part of my body. I almost couldn't continue, but I pressed on, pulling at his hips. The deeper he was, the more intense my pleasure was. My screams turned into quiet whimpers and moans as I felt myself rapidly nearing a dry-climax. Mello's body was shaking, the hands on my hips were stroking, trembling and clawing gently to show the effects of his stimulation. My stomach was almost burning with the immense pleasure I was feeling. I could feel Mello's penis near my belly he was so deep. He cried out, grabbing at my hips and thrusting forwards, causing me to scream as he somehow pushed harder against my prostate.
"I'm gonna... Mmm, Mail why did you put a ring on me- Oh my god, yes, yes, yes!" Mello's thighs twitched and he threw his head back, panting and moaning as his body mimicked release. He stayed hard inside me, his dick twitching with the need to cum. My bottom lip trembled and my manhood darkened in colour from non-release as I also dry-orgasmed, rocking my hips slightly. We paused to recover, our erections painful and needy. "Take them off, baby. Please?"
"N-no. We can do one more." I insisted, riding him again. He gasped and a loud moan was pulled from his lips as I reached behind us and fiddled with the dildo inside him, twisting it around and pushing it in deeper. He yelped and rocked his hips to push it deeper, causing an interesting stroke against my prostate. "Mm, so good..." I panted, taking my hot member into my hand and stroking it lightly. I twitched from non-release into my hand, making me grip myself harder, but keep my slow stroking pace. The pleasure filling my entire being was almost too much, but I needed more, so much more. I pressed down onto his hard rod, my thighs twitching. I stroked faster on my dick, bringing myself into another dry-orgasm. I cried out his name, bending over as the feeling tightened my stomach muscles. I clenched around him and he thrust up as his second almost-orgasm took over him.
"P-please! Please take it off!" I climbed off of Mello, his erection sliding out of me, and pulled his ring off of his penis with my teeth, being careful of his sensitive flesh. "Thank you!" He sighed, petting my hair in gratitude. I smiled and kissed him, then pulled off my own ring and got on top of him again.
"I won't last long." I told him, positioning his dick at my entrance.
"That's okay, baby." Mello placed his hands on my hips, and after I pressed the tip of his erection into my hole, he pulled me the rest of the way down, sighing and shivering.
"Is it good, Mihael?" He groaned lightly.
"It's so good." He panted. I grinned.
"Excellent." I lifted my hips, and sunk down to penetrate myself as deep as I was before, crying out. "There we are." I managed, lifting and dropping again. Once I had him where I wanted him, I started fucking myself as hard and fast as I could, pushing his penis against my prostate as hard as possible, trembling and screaming in pleasure. Soon, I felt Mello twitch inside me, and my insides were coated in hot cum, Mello's cry of ecstasy lighting my body on fire. I pumped myself on his dick, milking his orgasm. My fingers were wrapped tightly around the base of my erection, holding my release. I got off of him as he softened, pulling the dildo out of him and turning it off. I sat beside him, feeling needy and twitchy. Mello looked over at me, panting.
"You didn't come." He said softly, looking disappointed in himself.
"I held it back." I reassured him, showing him the fingers around my cock. He rolled over, pushing me onto my back, and pulled my fingers away from myself, bending over my erection.
"I'll take care of this." He breathed, his tongue reaching out to taste me.
Mello's POV
I licked him once, then took a good look at him. His cock was flushed and curved towards his belly, stiffer than I remember seeing him before. I stroked his length once, rubbing my finger around the tip, stroking the slit. Matt cried out, his hands grabbing the sheets on either side of him. I took him into my mouth, swirling my tongue around him and sucking hard on him, loving the weight of his member on my tongue. Matt had a gorgeous cock. I actually enjoyed going down on him. Maybe I should do it more often... I looked up at him to catch his expression, taking him deeper to reward the wanton look on his face. He met my gaze and his hips bucked, a loud groan leaving his lips. I pulled away and grinned devilishly at him. Matt moaned and whimpered.
"Make me come, please!" He begged. I licked at the cum that left his hole, dipping my tongue inside slightly. He whined in need as I sucked lightly on each of his testicles. I then brought my mouth to his dick and sucked like no tomorrow, shoving three fingers in his ass and finding his prostate. I sucked him and fucked him with my fingers, loving the shivers and whimpers as his cock throbbed him my mouth. "Mihael! Yes, yes! Ungh!" He screamed as he released, his entrance spasming around my fingers and his dick twitching as he filled my mouth with cum. I swallowed and sucked on him until he was finished. When I pulled away, his body was still tense with orgasm, his breathing hard and fast. "Mm, Mihael..." He whispered. I crawled up his body, completely spent, and rested on his chest, kissing his throat.
"Holy shit." I panted. Matt smiled and pulled me close for a slow kiss, his tongue tracing mine and tasting his semen.
"That was amazing." He breathed when he pulled away. "God, I'm exhausted." I laughed and traced his stomach softly.
"We have tomorrow too." I cuddled up close to him. "You're gonna be sore."
"I'm already a bit sore." He groaned and adjusted his position. "My stummy hurts." I snorted.
"Stummy?"
"Stomach plus tummy." Matt explained.
"Oh, okay." I replied sarcastically, settling against him again. I sat up suddenly. "Wait, why does your stomach hurt? How fucking deep was I?" He laughed quietly and pulled me down again.
"I got greedy. Lucky for me, your dick is big enough to get that deep in me." I blushed, but my ego ate up his compliment. "I'm gonna pass out soon, so goodnight baby." I rolled my eyes and hugged him, pressing our bodies close.
"Night."
...
I woke up to the smell of pancakes and bacon, with someone underneath the blankets, holding my legs open and sucking me off. I let out a soft groan and reached down, my hands meeting soft hair.
"Mmn, Matt..." I moaned, feeling him shiver between my legs. I was close already, closing my eyes to better focus on the feeling of his tongue swirling around me and the soft pull of his sucking, bringing me closer to ecstasy. "Aah... So good..." I moaned. He shuddered and sucked harder, quickening his movements. "Hah- Ahh, yes Matt!" His hands parted my now-tense thighs more so he could take me deeper into his mouth. "Fuuuck! I'm gonna come soon!" I warned, a pleasant shudder running up my spine. He moaned around my length, his entire mouth and throat vibrating around me. "Shit! *Yes!*" My body shook as I released, Matt stroking my thighs soothingly while he continued to suck so I could enjoy my afterglow. He pulled away and slithered up my body, his head popping out of the blankets to rest on my chest.
"Good morning." He panted, licking his lips. I moaned and pulled him down for a kiss.
"That was an amazing wake-up call." He giggled cutely.
"Thought you might like it." He teased. He suddenly changed our position to a very lewd one. "Can you return the favor, gorgeous?" He straddled my head, his cock touching my lips.
"With pleasure." I replied, taking him into my mouth. He braced himself on the headboard, his body stretching out gorgeously, and his hips started rocking as I started sucking, until he was practically fucking my mouth. I couldn't get enough of his taste, of his little whines and moans as he got close, his body tightening up. I switched to my hands just before he came, catching his semen on my lips and tongue, and a bit on my cheek. He crawled back down to settle beside me, licking his cum off my cheek, making me blush. He laid his head on my shoulder and caught his breath.
"I made you breakfast." He said, gesturing to the bedside table. I laughed and stroked his hair, kissing him softly.
"Thank you. I'm surprised you're even up this early." He smiled against my lips.
"Only for you, my darling love." I rubbed his shoulder gently.
"How are you feeling today?" He let out a groan and pouted.
"Owie." He answered. "Eat your food before it gets cold." He rolled off of me so I could sit up, and slid under the blankets, his cool legs tangling with mine. He lay beside me, tracing patterns on my stomach as I ate. Damn, Matt could cook. He laughed fondly as I licked chocolate syrup off my plate, and stole a piece of bacon to munch on. "What do you want to do today?" He asked lightly, kissing my shoulder. I paused to think.
"I dunno... What's a honeymoon-ish thing to do that's not sex?"
"Snorkeling." Matt suggested, mischief coloring his tone. I lightly smacked his arm.
"Don't be a retard. We can't go snorkeling. And how sexy is that? Who wants to see their partner with a tube shoved down their throat?" Matt burst out laughing.
"Someone with a very sick fetish." I wrinkled my nose in distaste, making him grin. We snuggled for a while in comfortable silence, Matt playing with my fingers and touching my ring. He laughed happily against my neck, placing light kisses there. "Mine..." He claimed softly, his lips working up to behind my ear. I chuckled and pulled him closer to my side.
"You're mine too." I reminded him. He hummed in agreement and nuzzled against my neck.
"I've always been yours. Always will be." My heart swelled with pride.
"I love you so much." I breathed. He exhaled a laugh, making me shiver.
"I love you too." He kissed behind my ear again and pulled back to look at me. "Are you ready?" He asked suddenly. I gave him a weird look.
"Ready for what?" He smiled and pet my hair.
"Our new life. This is our life, together." I blushed, my heart racing. I tugged my husband (Hee!) down for a kiss.
"That was incredibly cheesy, and also adorable." I informed him. He giggled as I rolled over to kiss him properly. If you had came to me when I was nineteen and told me I'd be happily married to my soul mate at age 22, I would have told you that you were nuts. And I probably would have shot you. And yet, here I was; crazy in love with an oddball ginger and not regretting a single second of my life with him. I pulled away from our kiss, running my hands through his hair. In our warm bed, bare as the day we were born, our bodies pressed together and filled to the brim with happiness; now that was bliss. "You're so beautiful." I whispered. Matt smiled winningly at me, making me laugh purely out of joy and kiss him again. When we pulled away, I laid against his chest and closed my eyes, letting him stroke my hair.
"Mihael?" He murmured.
"Mm-hmm?" I hummed in response. What he said next caught me totally off guard.
"Can we get a kid?"
So there you are!
I'd like to thank all my reviewers and all the patient people who even bothered to read this story. This was my first Fanfiction, so I know it's not very good, but thank you for sticking it out with me and helping me grow as a writer.
I will be writing more, as I have the entire plotline of a new story already planned out, so hopefully I'll be able to update somewhat regularly on that one.
Thank you all so much, I love you all! *Hugs and kisses*
See you soon!
-Ray :)