Shane felt his face flush red as they entered the foyer of the hotel and stepped up to the desk to receive their room key. The woman there had a knowing look in her eye- it probably didn’t help that their parents had booked the two of them the honeymoon suite for the night. It did make sense, though, and he was sure that they’d be happy with the extra space and items in the morning, but it was a guarantee that they wouldn’t be thinking about either tonight, unless they decided to have some extra fun throughout the room…
He hadn’t even noticed that Julian had been given a room key until he was being pulled toward the elevator and pressed against the wall of it once inside. That familiar heat was there on the side of his neck, right where he could tell a dark mark was already forming, sucking and nipping in just the right ways to make him melt into Julian’s body. “Baby,” he breathed out, his hips rocking forward into Julian’s, the motion pulling a shaky moan from him.
He heard a ding, signaling that they’d reached their floor and had to part again, though it was definitely worth it, especially when Julian picked him up, carrying him across the threshold of their room for the night. “This will do for now,” he whispered before ducking his head down and peppering soft kisses up his husband’s neck and jawline, finally landing on Julian’s lips as he was set down. His hands made quick work of Julian’s shirt, once again tugging it out of the top of his trousers, fingers flicking the buttons open before he pushed it off his shoulders and let it fall to the floor carelessly.
"C’mere," he whispered, voice a bit lower than normal and filled with lust, as he hooked his fingers into the top of Julian’s trousers and pulled him close, both of them falling onto the plush bed. They had all night, and as much as he loved taking things slow with Julian, it was taking way too long for the two of them to be naked and pressed up against each other, bodies fitting together like two matching puzzle pieces.
Julian smiled, happy that Shane had seemed to like his idea of carrying him into the room. He’d always thought it was a romantic idea, and while it wasn’t their official home it was still the place they were spending their wedding night. And as amazing as the day had been, as magical and perfect it had been, right now he was really rather interested in getting to the whole consummating part of the evening. He shrugged out of his shirt, letting it drop and reaching for Shane’s in return before he was pulled onto the bed. He tangled his legs with Shane’s, bringing a hand up to tangle in his husband’s curls as he pressed their lips together once more. He could feel the urgency in Shane’s actions, and he knew just how his husband felt. He wanted to take this slow, make it last, make love to Shane until they physically couldn’t anymore… but he needed him so bad it hurt. He sat up, slowly undoing the buttons of Shane’s shirt and kissing at every inch of exposed skin as he pushed the garment off. “I love you so much, baby,” he whispered against the other boy’s chest, lips brushing over a nipple. “I want to make you feel amazing… can’t believe you’re my husband.” He slid back up, needing to kiss Shane more than he needed to breathe.
His entire body felt like it was tingling - just as it always did when he touched Shane. He pressed close, Shane’s warm chest pressing against his as he whispered ‘I love you’s’ between kisses. He couldn’t keep his hands still, his fingers trailing between them and fumbling at the button of Shane’s black suit pants. Unzipping it, he pushed the slacks over his husbands hips, pulling Shane on top of him once they were off and reaching down to stroke him gently through his thin underwear. His own pants were unbearably tight, and he rocked against Shane’s firm body as he reached up to cup his husband’s face with his free hand. His wedding ring shone on his finger - finally on the right hand and looking absolutely perfect.