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Mashiho opens the door of the hotel room and enters really slowly because a big koala is hanging behind his back and hugging his waist. He neatly puts down his white tuxedo by the entrance of the door, stops, and sighs.
“Kim Junkyu…”
Junkyu, whose chin is resting on his shoulder, answers, “Love, you forgot to add Takata in my surname.”
“That’s not the point, Mr. Junkyu Kim-Takata. Your hands..” he looks down and stares at his belt as Junkyu fumbles to remove it.
Junkyu ignores Mashiho's rant and continues to fumble on his belt. He successfully removes it and throws it on the ground.
“Ya! You…” Mashiho says and turns around to nag Junkyu but Junkyu already catches his lips before he can say another word so Mashiho could only mumble his sentence,”Hm-hmmmm! Hm-hm! (You should have waited until we’re already in bed!)”
“Hm-hmmmm (I can’t wait to have a taste of you anymore),” Junkyu also answers in a mumble, not leaving his lips.
Mashiho finally succumbs to Junkyu’s passionate kisses and wraps his arms over Junkyu’s nape while Junkyu holds his tiny waist firmly. He lets Junkyu lead him as he walks him to the bed.
Mashiho tumbles at the side of the bed and lays flat with Junkyu hovering on top of him.
Junkyu’s kiss moves from his lips to his chin and travels down to his neck as Mashiho moans at every skin his soft lips touch. Junkyu removes his own white shirt and starts fumbling on the buttons of Mashiho’s polo next but Mashiho stops him, “W- wait!”
Junkyu looks up at him like a pleading cat, wondering why he made him stop.
“We haven’t taken a bath! I don’t want to have my first night with you while I’m filthy with sweat.
Junkyu sulks and pouts, kissing Mashiho’s neck again, “But I don’t mind… I love the saltiness of your skin.”
Mashiho blushes at Junkyu’s sudden detailed description, “Y- ya~...”
He almost gives in but when Junkyu continues sucking his neck and Junkyu's statement continues running around his head, he thinks this really won't do. He gently grabs Junkyu's hair and lifts his head up to make him stop, "We should really take a bath first."
Junkyu pouts and sits down, “Okay.”
Mashiho chuckles when Junkyu sits down like an obedient cat and sulks. He really finds it endearing how Junkyu always puts his words first above all else.
Mashiho stands up and removes his remaining clothes, getting naked in front of Junkyu but Junkyu is not looking and just continues to sulk at the side of the bed. Mashiho opens the door of the bathroom slightly then pauses to turn to Junkyu, “You’re not joining me?”
Junkyu finally looks up and his eyes glisten at Mashiho’s sudden invitation. He is back to his bright, energetic, and excited self. He immediately removes all his clothes, rushes to the door to join Mashiho, and says, “You should have said it sooner."
“I said, “we” though,” Mashiho laughs, gives Junkyu a playful smirk, and follows him inside.
They dip in the large bathtub of warm water while facing each other, fully naked. Mashiho giggles at the way Junkyu studies his whole body from head to toe without even holding back. His desire for his body is just so obvious and Mashiho finds it so cute.
“You’re not going to use your bath bomb today?” Junkyu asks.
“Then the water will be cloudy and I won’t be able to see your big angry boy down there. It’s more honest than you,” Mashiho says while giggling.
Junkyu suddenly feels embarrassed, looks away, and closes his legs, “I- it’s not always like this. It’s just like this because it’s you.”
“Hmm-hm,” Mashiho hums and crawls to Junkyu’s side. He sits in between Junkyu’s legs and leans his back on his chest.
“L- love, that’s dangerous, I won’t be able to hold back anymore.”
“Why are you holding back? We’re already married.”
Junkyu huffs at Mashiho’s remark, igniting the fire that has been burning inside his body even more, and declares, “Then I won’t hold back.”
Junkyu kisses Mashiho’s nape while his hand travels and wraps in front of him and pinches his nipples. Junkyu's other hand goes further down and firmly grabs hold of Mashiho’s pipe which makes the younger one moan and grind his butt on Junkyu’s hard member. Junkyu moans with him and he makes Mashiho lift his body slightly so he could enter his thick rod inside him. Both of them move in slow motion, with the rhythm of their heartbeats, making ripples of waves on the bathtub with every movement of their body along with their body temperatures rising up.
They continue to play in ecstasy and change position. Junkyu stands up and makes Mashiho bend and put his hands on the walls of the bathroom for support. Junkyu continues to pound him without mercy as Mashiho cries in bliss with every push of his member inside his body.
They try another position yet again and Junkyu lifts Mashiho to bed without removing his member inside him. Every step of Junkyu makes Mashiho fall up and down on top of Junkyu’s hot stick. It's too big for Mashiho that he gasps for air every time it hits his pleasure spot. He holds on to Junkyu for his dear life too tightly that the nails of his fingers burrow deep on Junkyu's smooth skin and leave him with a scratch.
Even after laying him in bed, Junkyu doesn't stop caressing and tasting every part of his body, pouring all his love to him.
Junkyu fucks Mashiho the whole night until Mashiho doubts if he can even walk anymore the next morning.
Mashiho sleeps well that night inside Junkyu’s embrace. It's a good thing he takes Hyunsuk's advice and only took one sedative earlier for the wedding.
The next morning, Mashiho wakes up groaning because of the pains all over his body. But he smiles when he sees Junkyu sleeping so soundly beside him. He cups his face and caresses his cheek then kisses his forehead tenderly.
Finally, he’s home to his world.
The light from the sun coming in from the window hits his hand and Mashiho is suddenly blinded by a brilliant thing on his hand. Aside from their wedding ring, another ring is placed on his ring finger now. It glows a bright yellow color and he finds it fascinating.
Junkyu suddenly moves, hugs his waist, and nuzzles his head on his chest so Mashiho looks down to gaze at him. Mashiho brushes his hair and asks, “Did I wake you up?”
Junkyu shakes his head.
“Are you the one who made this?”
Junkyu looks up to see the ring on his finger and nods.
“I did an overnight before our wedding for that,” he says while yawning and explains, “It changes color according to your mood. It is bright yellow now so it means you are happy. ”
“I am,” Mashiho answers with a smile and pecks Junkyu’s lips, “Thank you.”
Junkyu smiles at the early morning kiss and suddenly calls his name, “Mashi.”
“Hm?”
“I love you.”
He said it out of the blue, in the quietest whisper.
Mashiho smiles, hugs Junkyu close, and replies, “I love you too.”