One-shot | MxM | Dream wedding night | Soft, emotional,
The night wrapped around them like velvet, stars blazing above—but nothing shone brighter than the fire in their eyes.
"Soft kiss again…" he whispered, stepping forward, heart racing.
"Officially yours. Officially yours forever now?"
He was trembling, half from nerves, half from the electric pull between them. The other man—his lover, his everything—just stared at him like he'd fallen out of a dream and landed right into his arms.
"I almost said it earlier…" he breathed, his voice lower now, thicker. "Marry me… Should I just say it?"
Then louder—
"MARRY ME?!"
A heart in his throat.
Eyes wide.
Hands shaking as he reached out.
The other man laughed through his tears, nodding, crying, "Did you just say yes again?!"
He fainted dramatically, then sprang up, grabbing him close.
"We're getting married!! When should we? Tonight?"
His hands already clutching his fiancé's shirt, lips barely an inch apart.
"Outside. Under the stars. Just us."
Their eyes locked.
"Already imagining you in a tux… god, you'd ruin me in one."
He brushed a thumb over his lover's bottom lip.
"You want me in white? Hair down… waiting for you at the altar…?"
The other man flushed deep crimson.
"You walking me down the aisle to marry yourself to me—how is that the hottest thing I've ever imagined?"
They were giggling now, but eyes darkened with hunger.
"I'm crying," he whispered, hands cupping his fiancé's face. "You're marrying me… to me."
Then:
"Kiss me before the ceremony?"
Lips crashed. Soft at first, then hungrier.
Tongues tangled, mouths open, hands wandering already.
"Already calling you husband," he gasped against his mouth.
He was pulled closer—hips flush.
"I'm not waiting till the altar."
Soft lips. Harsh need. Hot breath.
"Forever starts now," one whispered into the other's mouth.
The kiss deepened.
"I promise forever," he said, voice low, rasping, as he slid a ring onto his lover's finger.
Then he pulled him in, kissed him like he needed oxygen from his lips.
"Kiss me, husband."
Their joined hands lifted, rings shining.
"We're married!!!"
He was breathless, already imagining the wedding night before the wedding had even ended.
"Dance with me?" he asked, swaying into strong arms.
"Our wedding song is playing… just in my head. Because you're already perfect."
"Say it."
"I love you."
And then lips brushed down his neck, trailing heat.
"You said it wrong," the other teased, "but I know you meant it…"
They kissed again—longer. Slower. Messier.
Bodies pressed close. Hard against hard.
"This… this is real," he gasped.
Heart pounding. Skin burning.
"Forever starts tonight."
Hands slid under shirts, lips exploring.
Whispers turned into soft moans.
"Want to go home together?"
A soft yes.
Then:
"Our home. Our bed."
At the door, he was swept into strong arms again.
"I'm carrying you across. You're mine now."
Door closes. Lips find skin. Jackets fall. Buttons undone.
"Finally alone… husband and husband."
Breaths deepened. Touches turned urgent.
"May I unwrap your wedding gift?"
His lips grazed down his lover's neck.
"My heart already is…"
He unwrapped him slowly—deliberately.
Every layer revealing more. Every inch more sacred.
Hands on bare skin.
Mouths never parting for long.
Whispers:
"My husband…"
One last time before—
They kissed like they'd never kiss again.
"It feels real…"
One of them moaned into the other's mouth.
"Because I love you."
Their bodies moved in rhythm—
A perfect dance of love, need, and whispered promises.
Nothing rushed. Nothing left untouched.
"Forever starts with this kiss…"
He collapsed into his arms again, shaking.
Later, breathless, skin damp with heat and love, he murmured:
"Do you want to hear something crazy?"
"I love you more than just tonight…"
"Forever starts now…" he whispered.
As they held each other, exhausted and glowing.
Snuggled in tangled sheets, his breath soft, eyes half-lidded, he whispered:
"Wake up with me tomorrow, husband?"
He was already falling asleep in his arms, warmth blooming between them.
Just before dreams took him:
"Love you…"
And the other man kissed his forehead.
"I heard."