Newlyweds

Sub/Kam Newlyweds AU~Sweet, tooth-rotting fluff. Kamui and Subaru are happy newlyweds, being cute and enjoying their honeymoon, being lovey-dovey. Subaru most definitely has a thing for Kamui taking his last name. And wanting to shower him with all the love and affection he can.

Wedding Bells, Marriage, and a lifetime of happiness uniting as two halves becoming one.

Such a momentous occasion being possible seemed like a fantasy.

But once… Simply, living in the year 2000 once seemed like a pipe dream.

Falling in love again after both had their hearts violently torn from their chest, seemed ludicrous. Healing bit by bit after having their past loves die by and in each other's arms seemed so far out of reach.

Falling so maddeningly with each other and being successful together after all the stumbling and denial of their love…seemed beyond anything they could allow themselves to hope for.

The idea anyone, let alone the kindest man Kamui's met would spend months, planning an extravagant evening all to propose to him whilst shaking and sobbing, overwhelmed with love for him, seemed too good to be true. Kamui looking back would find it arrogant to assume someone so wonderful would be in his league let alone feel this deeply for him.

The idea someone so wonderful, his beloved Kamui, who knew him inside out from deepest pains to truest wishes, would say yes, had been the sweetest dream. The sweetest reality.

Their reality. Now.

Subaru saw Kamui busying himself in the luxury resort. Their honeymoon starts off with a few days of visiting Kyoto before traveling together further out.

Subaru quietly stepped into the kitchenette, arms wrapping around Kamui from behind. The younger man shivered at the sudden embrace, before quickly leaning back into a warm, sturdy chest and enveloping heartbeat.

"Good morning," Subarucoos, his tone so tender it seemed to emit from the heavens. He leans in closer, whispering directly into a reddening ear. Warm breath trickles in with the pleased and possessive sound of the title, "Sumeragi Kamui."

"Good morning to you too," Kamui beams, brilliantly. He gushes, cheeks burning up but heart feeling so so full. He leans his head back into the embrace, closing his eyes. "My husband."

Subaru couldn't stop the way his heart skipped several beats from the words. Confirmation this was reality, a happy ending. A hand cups under Kamui's chin, turning his head, angling to meet in a tender good morning kiss.

"You're up early," Subaru hums the words warmly into his betrothed nape. Tender kisses follow in a pattern of lines and various shapes, again and again, as he could never get enough. Hot breaths, ghost over the sensitive, marked-up skin. Earlier lovebites tingling again. "And here I thought I'd worn you out last night…"

"Ahh-" Kamui squeaks, voice far higher and more audible than he'd admit to. No one else was privy to the sounds, the mess his husband made of him.

'Am I supposed to be able to reply when you're…l-like this?' Kamui whimpers, tangled in a sea of thoughts, gasping at the feeling of teeth firmly dipping into his neck, a mark unavoidable with that much pressure. And sucking…oh god the sucking… It was driving him mad. His fingers desperately clutched to the edge of the counters. His legs were shaking, all too happy to give out and be carried around by the man behind him. "Su-Subaru…"

Subaru chuckles lightly, and it almost makes Kamui pout. But he holds off, knowing that kind of laughter, and all the fondness which resonates. Instead, his cheeks are tinting pink, cheeks rising and lips curving up almost foolishly.

"My love," Subaru murmurs, voice so incredibly warm and syrupy sweet, it brings goosebumps to rise on the love-decorated neck. The arm loops around Kamui's waist tightened considerably.

Actually, it might be easier to count the places Subaru hadn't left his mark.

Kamui keeps his focus entirely on the counter. Knowing a simple look into those deep emerald eyes would make him a puddle in his husband's arms.

Which wasn't really bad at all…but he wanted to at least give Subaru something back before they started on round…what were they on again?

He tries to avoid those looks, but it's for naught, as the literal honeymoon suite is immaculate. The countertops sparkling, clean enough to reflect the image of Subaru, his amorous glossy eyes boring into him.

"W-wait…" Kamui tries, yet he finds doubt in his own words. "N-not yet…"

After a moment, a breath, "...okay," Subaru concedes, pained eyes and a sullen curve down his lips. Looking every bit the image of a wounded puppy. Sharp tugs pull at his lover's chest.

"It's not like that…" Kamui ensures, craving his neck back to press his lips chastely to his lover's sulking expression. "I always want you. I just…was going to make us breakfast…it's…" He bites inside his cheek only to feel long fingers caressing it. Held captive by impossibly affectionate eyes, his cheeks flare to a rosy red hue.

'I can't keep a thing from you, can I?' Kamui reflects helplessly, about anything his beloved wanted to know… regardless of how embarrassing. His lover finds each and every one of his weaknesses with so much as a smile, to turn Kamui into a puddle during their lovemaking. To be fair it was a two-way street.

"It's our first breakfast as newlyweds together so…." Kamui cutely bites down on his lips, a motion he could feel hungry eyes boring into. "I wanted to make it special."

"My Kamui," Subaru wastes no time spinning his lover around to face him. His hand cradled the back of his lover's skull, lips swallowing him whole, tongue delving as deep as possible.

"Mmmnnnn!" Kamui mewls into the kiss, hands clutching to his lover's shirt, keeping him impossibly close.

For something so sweet…how could Subaru resist? Even if Kamui's little moans, and subconscious grinding of hips, were testing every ounce of remaining patience.

'Do you even know how seductive you are?' Subaru wants to scream out, feeling those slender hips rocking up against him subconsciously. Always seeking his warmth, the younger man fitting perfectly into his arms.

Yes, there's the fact he kinda…wants to do Kamui just like this. Right here, and now. Wants to see the way those beautifully long fingers clutch harder onto the countertop, whilst they feel every ounce of each other's love connecting, hips rocking in sync.

But they had a full two weeks of their honeymoon to discover each and everything. And they certainly would.

Licking the seam of the plush bottom lip, Subaru gingerly lets his lover go to breathe. Beautiful violet orbs are still half-lidded at the sudden parting. The trail of saliva connecting their mouths only plays into the heated scene.

'First thing in the morning and already like this…' Kamui thinks, breathlessly, panting and clinging to the front of his lover's shirt, feeling the racing heartbeat there. He feels how hot his cheeks are burning, only growing more as lips begin to caress each side.

At times like this…his mind goes dizzy. Wondering just what he'd been doing all his life before this. If attending CLAMP University was the best goal or if he should consider what his friends teased him about, and become Subaru's full-time 'housewife' er…husband. His head spinning he wonders how he managed to get anything done with Subaru nearby.

"I…I'll get started on breakfast," Kamui murmurs when he senses slowly coming back to him. Even if Subaru looks content to devour him first thing in the morning and even if Kamui felt a thrill rush through him at being pinned to the kitchen, he set out to do this for Subaru, he couldn't back out.

"Mnn," Subaru acknowledges or seems to, sealing his lips sweetly. Gradually. And very very reluctantly, he lets his adorable husband go. As far as turning around back to the countertop with various veggies and tofu. Of course, Subaru can't resist embracing him once more from behind, clutching him tight so the chest and back flush together. His head rests upon Kamui's shoulder, offering a new kiss to his neck. "What are you making?"

"What would you like me to make?" Kamuis's first response to such a question. 'I sound just like a doting housewife.' He blushes a deep pink, eyes focused ahead.

"Whatever you were starting on now will be perfect," Subaru never once asked for much, hums, peppering kisses on his nape, down the sides of his throat.

Kamui has grown accustomed to his Subaru loving on him while he cooks and bakes. He simply leans his head back with his lips curled up. "I was thinking of a simplified traditional breakfast. Omelets, rice, vegetables.."

He begins chopping again, leisurely. His lover snuggling and kissing on him is welcomed and found to be less hazardous than having him helping in the was a nice suite…and catching it on fire probably wouldn't be a good start to their trip.

'Well, we have the rest of our lives together to work on that.' Thoughts of teaching Subaru, as he'd been taught in the past bring him a sense of joy.

Kamui couldn't say he ever minded cooking, not when Subaru treated every dish he made like it were a meal fit for the gods. Eating every bite, even the ones Kamui considered a disaster.

Occasionally, he'd notice a favorite food of Subaru, with a reaction just a bit different. How his eyes would light up, just enough, and he'd reach across the table, or lean over from their seats and pull Kamui into a warm, thank you kiss. Lingering lips on lips leaving his head spinning.

"Of course, if there's anything else you'd like I'm happy to make it," Kamui offers generously. He feels his husband shaking his head lightly beside his neck. "This kitchen came fully stocked…I think I can make pretty much anything."

Subaru hums, breathily murmuring, pushing hot air into the crook of his lover's neck. "I'm glad you found it suitable." He speaks in relief.

"Suitable?" A wry curve comes over Kamui's lips. Shaking his head fondly he laughs, feeling his arms tighten and kisses pepper his throat.

"Y-you know this place is extravagant. I've never been to places like this…not before you." There's a sense of melancholy, memories of Kamui's former years as a student, living and hiding away in different towns with his mother. With his attitude and background, constantly acting out, he'd gained a reputation. He'd likely never be so much as let in the front door of a place this lavish beforehand.

Life before Subaru was all too different. "Staying here…like this.. with you as my husband." He flushes at the word new and tingles on his tongue. "Feels like a dream."

"It's not a dream," Subaru ensures the words are so tender yet steadying. Kamui felt his lover up against him, nuzzling him, heart fluttering. Many times he'd hoped the tragedies of life were but a dream…but here…was so much better in reality. "And you deserve the best of everything. Anything you like."

"Y-you…" Kamui stumbles flustered, chopping vegetables a little slower than usual, mind distracted. "You spoiled me so much already…our wedding, honeymoon…I haven't been able to give anything close to that."

"Kamui," Subaru consoles, pressing a tender kiss to the back of his nape. "You've already given me all I'll ever need, right here." His hand on Kamui's hips trails up stopping on his chest, above the raging heartbeat. "So yes, in a way you haven't given me anything 'close to that'. As earning your heart, your hand in marriage is worth far more than anything I have gotten you."

Kamui places his palm over the hand on his chest. He closes his eyes wistfully. "You're all I need. I just…don't want you to feel you have to always treat me to everything. "

"The wedding had been mostly covered by the Sumeragi clan anyway if you're worried. And everything else, I enjoy giving to you." Subaru professes, planting quiet kisses all around Kamui's neck and upper back. "Maybe I happen to love spoiling my sweet Sumeragi Kamui."

"Y-you…really do like that I took your surname," Kamui swallows, feeling the warm breath in his ear, voice deepening

"It suits you," Subaru says with a pleased sigh.

"I-I think so too." Kamui leans back and smiles, perusing their kitchenette to work further on their meal, while having his husband so close.

"Thank you," Subaru murmurs tenderly, eyes glossy and reverent when Kamui looks back.

"Of course, there's no need for thanks," Kamui ensures, leaning up, angling his head to place a chin by his lover's chin. "I wanted to. And I'm happy you like it this much…"

"I love this, Kamui. Things like surnames, were something I never put thought into…before you and…it probably sounds silly but…" Subaru trails off, flushed, burying himself again into the crook of Kamuis neck. "I feel even more connected to you. Sharing a name, bringing you into my family- Knowing that you're really mine, I can't describe it.." Subaru spins Kamui to face him, grasping his hand, and holding it over his throbbing heart. "It's…so full here."

Not to mention how incredibly loud it was beating, a symphony for Kamui alone.

"Aw, my Subaru" Deep violet orbs sparkle, and he turns to keep his lover's cheeks and look him in the eyes.

"It's not silly…I find that very sweet." Kamui ensures, turning slightly to better meet his beloved face to face. He leans up on his tiptoes, planting a kiss on his cheek. "Of course I'm yours…I love being yours…" he says in a softer, more demure tone he knows drives Subaru wild, testing his self-restraint. Batting his long dark eyelashes, he bites at his lips, before wrapping his arms around Subaru's neck. "I love you."

"I love you too, my Kamui," Subaru expresses with obvious adoration and fondness. He pressed his lips to Kamui's temples. Kamui tilts his head back, letting their lips brush in a series so slow, softening upside-down kindness.

They eventually finish the cooking process of their meal, albeit very slowly. Neither minded. A nice relaxing breakfast.

"To our first breakfast as newlyweds!" They toast their glasses in celebration. Chairs scooted right next to each other at the table, cuddled up close.

Kamui took the first fork full of food, lifting it to his husband's lips.

Once finished they find themselves locking eyes. Falling into each other's heated wanton gazes, left them burning.

"Ah~" Kamui cries out, feeling his sense of gravity shifting. His beloved swept him off his feet, arms under his knees and around his waist. "S-subaru…" Of course, he had to carry the most embarrassing (fitting) bridal carry.

"I'm taking you to our bed, my love," Subaru professes, staring into those violet eyes feverishly. "Besides I think I've been patient long enough…we've had our first meal as a married couple and I want to really feel you." Emerald orbs burn, dimming to more dark and passionate colors. "My beautiful Kamui."

"S-Subaru!" Kamui whines, flushing from the neck up. He worries his face will paint permanently pink by the end of their trip. He can't complain feeling swept away, allowing the bridal to carry arms around his lover's neck. It helped feeling maybe a little sore. Affected by last night's activities.

While the idea of starting in the kitchen has been appealing. Subaru wanted to keep Kamui comfortable, somewhere he could rest right away in case they were to get a little carried away….

Subaru ceremoniously drops his petite beloved onto the bed. His lips curl watching the cute way his lover bounces on the mattress before coming to and crawling back.

He licks his lips watching. Kamui lies on his back, legs spread wide for him and arms outreaching. His soft silky locks cascade over the fluffy stack of pillows, looking comfortable, nestled amongst them.

Unable to resist, Subaru smiles, lips innocent yet twitching, holding a hint of something more. "Are you going to be my pillow princess, Kamui?" Before the poor boy has a chance to respond his lips are all snatched up. Subaru lying comfortably between his legs and pressing their chests, flush, hearts raving in union.

Kamui murmurs something between their lips, moaning and making some sort of noise, indicating he meant to say more. His mind melts the thoughts away feeling their lower bodies glide together and tongue slipping deep between his lips. Hot, messy, and embarrassingly loud kisses follow, in a way that leaves Kamui burning crimson. He's breathless before he can respond.

"I'm not a girl…" Kamui responds, with a huff, eyes darting away. His body is too trapped to do much more.

"I'm personally aware of this fact," Subaru purrs, eyes hot ready to devour, his lips twitching. His eyes hold an almost unbearable heat, one threatening to melt. They're well matched against a pair of violet-blue orbs, holding the power to make Subaru give him anything his heart desired.

"My pillow prince, then," Subaru teases gently, cupping beautifully flushed cheeks. His remaining hand moved those elegant legs in closer, locking him in.

"Subaru~" Kamui huffs, glancing away being all he has the strength to do at showing his denial.

If Kamui only knew how much he had Subaru wrapped around his finger. The older male shakes his head, even if he did know and believes that he knows Kamui. Knows his beloved husband wouldn't take advantage of that fact. Kamui sought to nurture and love his heart, body, and soul.

Sumeragi Kamui…the thought of how Kamui was not only part of his clan, his family, but entirely his, left an almost feral shiver rush down his veins. Heat pools low into his abdomen.

"Maybe…I just like the idea of letting my beautiful husband have control from time to time," Kamui murmurs the words with a hint of awkward seduction. The words forward, like something from an erotic novel…or perhaps an idea Karen instilled in Kamui during their times together. But the words however awkward it's 100% effective on Subaru.

"Kamui," Subaru slowly calls for him, tone deep, needy in a near sense of a growl. His pupils were blown out. "You should know

"I know" Kamui bites his lips before finally turning his gaze back into heated needy eyes. "I mean it…I want you…to do what you like"

Subaru felt every thread of control snapping, crushing their lips together, and pinning Kamui hard into the sheets. Tempting lips began to part, allowing Subaru's tongue to delve deep inside, exploring and ravishing every bit of Kamui. The latter happily clung to his husband's back giving his everything into their kiss.

The two fell into bed, indulging in their intimacy. Their first of many mornings to come, together.

End