After the wedding

[imthepilot]

[From here]

Bodhi lets them into their room, bursting into a brighter smile. The Bar, or someone, has done up their room. Rather than the lights coming on, hundreds of tiny sphere float near the roof, glittering like firelight or little stars.

Their bed has been laid with sheets of Aeien silk, soft as breath and warm to the touch. The windows have been hung with draped garlands of flowers, lending everything a sweet, subtle scent.

The kitchen has been fully stocked with all their favourite things, and new toys for the cats.

"Wow." It's all Bodhi can say.

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[galen_erso]

"All of that," Galen says. "All yours."

[imthepilot]

"As I'm all yours." Bodhi draws Galen into a long, slow kiss.

He draws back, gently fingering the opening of Galen's shirt.

[galen_erso]

"Take what is yours," Galen whispers, encouraging him.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi his hand down Galen's chest, opening his shirt. He eases it back from one shoulder, nibbling kiss over Galen's collarbone.

[galen_erso]

Galen closes his eyes and sighs deeply.

[imthepilot]

"All my love. From now until forever." Bodhi kisses his way up Galen's neck, stroking down his chest as Bodhi opens his shirt. He rests a hand on the flat of Galen's stomach.

[galen_erso]

"And all mine, with everything that entails, for you," Galen says, playfully plucking a flower from Bodhi's hair.

[imthepilot]

"Would you unbraid me?" Bodhi asks, ducking his head. "Noriko did it for me. She's clever with these things."

[galen_erso]

"Or we could make a total mess of our wedding bed," Galen grins. "My flowers are taking off much more easily."

[imthepilot]

"Yours didn't take nearly an hour to braid in." Bodhi points out, taking off Galen flower crown.

[galen_erso]

"It took Pyrrha at least as long to make mine, but I can dry it and keep it," Galen says.

[imthepilot]

"I'll plant you more." Bodhi promises, kissing Galen softly. "A garden of flowers to remind us of this day."

[galen_erso]

"That would be so very fitting," Galen says. "And perhaps add flowers that attract these colourful Earth insects? While Pyrrha made the flower crown, Egil was going on about them. Especially the blue ones."

[imthepilot]

"Those flying ones Egil called butterflies?"

He removes Galen's crown and kisses him again, moving down to undo more of Galen's clothes.

[galen_erso]

"Yes, those," Galen says. "Oh yes, there!" he adds as Bodhi's fingers touch his bare skin.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi sighs to the touch, tilting his head to kiss Galen's neck.

[galen_erso]

Galen leans back his head, sighing, boneless, melting already.

[imthepilot]

"I love the way you melt when I do that." Bodhi purrs, hands sliding around Galen's hips. "The way you feel in my arms."

[galen_erso]

"I am putty in your hands," Galen says, softly, breathing out in gasps at every touch.

[imthepilot]

"My husband." Bodhi purrs, easing Galen out of his pants. He's still mostly dressed but he's enjoying getting Galen naked.

[galen_erso]

Galen stretches, happy, ready, rising to the occasion. "All yours," he whispers.

[imthepilot]

"All mine." Bodhi kisses his way down Galen's chest, carding this fingers through the thatch of dark blonde hair and he brushed his lips over Galen's nipples.

[galen_erso]

Galen gasps at that touch, yelping with surprise and pleasure. "Bodhi!"

[imthepilot]

"What? Why shouldn't I explore my new husband all over?" he flicks Galen's nipple with the tip of his tongue, resting his hand on the small of his back.

"Here." a kiss to the crest of Galen's chest. "And here." another to the planes of his side. "And here." he rubs his face against the soft hair below Galen's navel, shifting down to kneel.

[galen_erso]

"Bodhi," Galen gasps, reaching out to touch skin, hair, anything of his lover -- husband!