Honeymoon in Hong Kong

[imthepilot]

Bodhi takes the card Jay give them and opens the door. It opens into large five star hotel suite - champagne chilling in a bucket and roses by the bed. In the corner of the living room are several large crates labelled climbing equipment. There's a welcome pack with maps and travel guides, ferry tickets and the number a car service.

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[imthepilot]

Bodhi growls passionately into the kiss, holding him tightly. "I never get use you to saying that. Make my heartbeat faster every time."

[galen_erso]

"Husband," Galen murmurs.

Kiss.

"Husband!"

Kiss.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi gasps and pulls Galen flush against him. "My husband!" Bodhi pins him against the wood, kissing him deeply.

[galen_erso]

"Want physical proof of that?" Galen grins, pulling him closer.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi purrs and cups the curve of Galen's ass. "Show me." He demands.

[galen_erso]

Galen pushes his hips towards Bodhi's, bends his head and suckles on the soft brown skin of Bodhi's neck.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi moans, running his hands through Galen's hair. "Harder." He begs breathlessly. "Mark me."

[galen_erso]

Galen is hard between his legs where he bumps inelegantly against Bodhi; humming agreement, he adds teeth to his suckling.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi growls with joy, burying his fingers in Galen's hair. "Husband."

He grabs Galen and drags him over to the bed, kissing him wildly as they fall together.

[galen_erso]

Galen tumbles on top of Bodhi, growing wild and demanding.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi laughs, kissing Galen roughly and pulling at his clothes.

[galen_erso]

"You wear too many clothes," Galen growls, "we both wear entirely too many clothes -- why is that?"

He kicks off shoes and fumbles at Bodhi's trousers. Priorities.

[imthepilot]

"We need to fix that." In a fumbling mess of clothes and as Bodhi tries to pull Galen's shirt off over his head while kicking his shoes across the floor.

[galen_erso]

"Jumpsuits had their uses," Galen pants, greedily pulling out Bodhi's cock.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi moans loudly, managing get to galen's cock too. He strokes Galen, kissing him hungrily.

[galen_erso]

Galen frees Bodhi's chest next, and starts kissing and biting his way down there.

[imthepilot]

"My wild Galen." Bodhi moans, hands slipping lower to tease Galen open. "My husband."

[galen_erso]

"All yours," Galen groans, pushing into the touch, "forever!"

[imthepilot]

Bodhi fingers him open swiftly, lining himself up. Kissing Galen slowly and deeply, he looks into his eyes. "My husband."

[galen_erso]

"Yes," Galen pants, pushing his legs further apart on top of him. "Oh yes!"

[imthepilot]

Bodhi buries himself slow and deep, savouring the heat of him. He looks deep into Galen's eyes, kissing him. "I love you."

[galen_erso]

"Bodhi," Galen says, sighing deeply as he is pierced. "My Bodhi."

[imthepilot]

Bodhi means to take it slow and gentle but he wants this too much, they both do. He kisses Galen deeply and starts to thrust, pinning Galen to the mattress. "My Galen. My love. My husband." He growls, possessive and deep.

[galen_erso]

"Come on," Galen says, smiling into his eyes, "have me! All yours!"

He opens himself wide, and pulls Bodhi close, demanding, impatient. Taking it slow might not be an option for either of them.

[imthepilot]

{ooc: do you mind if we fade this one. I feel like I've most the flow it it.)