Hey guys! I just want to clear up some confusion real fast: this fic is NOT over! I still have several chapters I want to add on, so don't worry. When it is over, the last chapter will be titled "End" as it always is in my multi-chapter fics.

Hope you enjoy~

Once everyone had cleared out, having been shepherded away to cocktail hour at the reception venue, Troy was supposed to have that time to take some photos with the new couple. Unfortunately, he was having a rather impossible time of pulling them apart.

"Guys, come on, I'm glad you're, you know, married and all, but we've got to get going," Troy begged, watching the lip locked pair helplessly.

Edward was laughing even as he kissed Roy, slightly guilty at ignoring their photographer but much more preoccupied with his current activities. He had just married the man of his dreams, thank you very much, and said man looked fucking edible, and damned if Ed wasn't going to taste a little.

"Holy fuck, you two."

Ed felt Roy remove an arm from his waist, waving Troy away. He giggled again, breathless with the way Roy's teeth kept nipping at his lower lip.

"Don't make me get feisty with you two," Troy pleaded. "I do not want to step into this, but I've got to get these photos!"

That, at long last, made Roy pull away. He looked at Troy and teased, "You realize we're both in the military…"

"I know," the man sighed. "I don't want to deal with that, but if it gets you two to lay off each other for two seconds so I can get a shot, I'll do it anyway."

Chuckling, Roy conceded. "Nah, it's cool. We'll behave. Promise."

Looking relieved, Troy nodded fervently. "Okay. Okay, cool, let's do this then." Quickly, as though he were afraid he would be camera blocked again, the man led them to a little patch of grass, covered by the sheet from earlier, right by the tree line and lit faintly with some dim lights Troy had brought along. "This setup is pretty tricky, but I think it should work. I need enough light to get the photos, hence the bulbs, but they're dim enough that it shouldn't mess up the ambience. So, first off…Ed, let Roy pick you up for a second."

Edward frowned, huffing as his new husband(!) scooped him up bridal style. "Why?"

"Because it's fucking adorable, now hush." Troy held up his camera, fiddling with the knobs. Rolling his eyes, Ed glanced up at Roy, who was smiling down at him unabashedly. Not even thinking about it, Edward wrapped his arms around the man's neck, pulling himself up to press a kiss to Roy's cheek just as the shutter went off.

"Yes, guys. See, that's okay. Keep up the spontaneity; just keep it together as well, okay?" He clicked a few more times, grabbing different shots. "How about a sort of 'sweep you off your feet' kiss?"

Obliging, Roy put Ed down gently, only to grab him at the hips and lift him again. Edward helped, hands gripping into Roy's shoulders, and they kissed quickly. Click, click, click. Ed laughed—nothing was funny, he was just so damn happy! Troy paused and he slid down to his feet, awaiting further instructions. He grabbed Roy's hand, leaning into the man—click.

"Too cute," Troy crowed. "See how easy this is?

Nodding innocently, Roy allowed his hand to slide down from Ed's waist to give his ass a quick squeeze. Edward grinned like the Cheshire cat—if only Roy knew what was waiting for him after the reception…the man wouldn't be able to reign himself in.

"Alrighty, let's go ahead and do that one on the ground, I need to get that in, it's just too precious."

Ed snickered, watching Roy let himself down, lying carefully on the sheet Troy had ready to protect his suit. The man tilted his head and raised his eyebrow. "Ed, I can see up your skirt."

Flushing violently, Edward stepped away. "No way!"

Sitting up slightly and grabbing him, Roy pulled Ed down. Edward let out an, "Oof!" as he fell, though he had a fairly gentle time of it considering Roy caught him. Still bright red, Ed tried to read Roy's expression to see whether he really had managed to catch him, or whether his husband was just teasing…click. Roy's face broke into a grin.

"I was kidding, Ed. I couldn't help myself," he admitted. "I'm sure that's going to be a good shot though, with you all flustered."

Slapping the man's arm, Edward let out a relieved laugh (click)—if Roy had seen his surprise, all the fun would have been ruined. Click, click.

"Perfect, you two."

The photo shoot went on for somewhere around forty minutes, though it felt much faster. At that point, all three of them needed to quit so they would make it to the reception. Troy went in his own car, packing up the materials, while Ed and Roy indulged a little and had themselves picked up by limo.

"I've never been in a limo before," Ed commented, looking around as he slid in. Though it looked large on the outside, the inside of the limousine was surprisingly compact. The seats were soft and velvet covered, appearing dark purple in the dim blue lighting provided in the back. "It's nice."

Roy, however, didn't seem concerned with "nice." As soon as they assured the driver that everything was fine and they were off, the man slid the divider shut and pounced, pushing Ed flat along the longest seat and kissing him fiercely. Edward couldn't complain, wrapping his arms automatically around Roy's neck, clinging to the man's shoulders to draw him closer. "Mm…"

After abstaining for two weeks prior to their wedding, it was hardly surprising that both of them were aching for contact. Still, the back of a limousine was not where Ed was going to have his wedding night. No way. So when Roy started to go for his neck, Edward had to put a stop to their activities. Otherwise, he knew he wouldn't be able to control himself. "Roy, we've got to almost be there."

"We could skip."

"After the hours I spent planning the playlist for the whole night? Yeah right." Ed grinned. "Isn't it supposed to be the young one who's horny all the time? You can wait a few hours."

"Edward Mustang," Roy began seriously, his stern expression melting into a smile when Ed started at the use of his new name. "You have no idea how much seeing you walk around in that dress is killing me. Did you ever even check to see how short it was in the back?"

"Um…no?"

"Not short enough," Roy breathed. "I'm dying here, Ed."

"Right," Ed replied. "Because your skin tight pants and this stupid, clingy shirt you've got on aren't just as bad a tease."

"Well, I can't let you have all the fun."

Rolling his eyes, Edward sat up, straightening his necklace and dress into something resembling a presentable ensemble. "You'll be fine."

"I know," Roy sighed, likewise checking his jacket. "It's my fault for marrying someone so damn beautiful."

Beaming, Ed planted a quick kiss on Roy's cheek just as the limo stopped—and shut off. They had arrived. "I will tell you this…I have a little surprise for you. You know, when we're done here."

"You little shit!" Roy groaned. "Why would you do this to me?"

"'Cause I love you," Ed giggled, watching Roy pull himself out of the limo and taking the hand that was subsequently offered to him.

"I love you too," Roy whispered, pulling Edward close against the cool breeze. "You know that, right?"

"Of course I do."

A quick kiss and Roy let Ed back away slightly, though he didn't let go of his hand. "Ready?"

Edward smiled brightly, thinking of how perfect the next several hours were bound to be. "Let's go."