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“What do you want to do when we get to the city? We’ll be there for two days,” Bertholdt asked, looking out the passenger window of the car. They had always talked about going on a road trip for their honeymoon, and now they were in their second week of travelling. They had gotten away from the beaches of the Marleyan coastlines and had headed far south and west, now in another country altogether. Reiner shrugged his shoulders, looking at the long straight stretch of road before him.
“You know, apparently this area is known for alien and UFO sightings, hehe. Have you ever heard of that one motel that’s alien themed? Maybe we could stop by and check that out. I think at the rate we’re going we’ll wind up in the city sometime late tomorrow morning.”
“Alien-themed motel? Heh, that sounds like it’d be interesting. Is it too far outside the city? It’s getting a little late now,” The sun was starting to go down, and they’d had an eventful enough day up to this point already. They’d stopped at a giant 40-foot tall statue of a stick bug and had pictures taken. They’d stopped at a couple of tourist-trap museums like the wax museum.
Who cared if they were tourist traps? That was part of the fun of doing a dumb road trip like this. To have fun, and dumb tourist traps were fun and they even had a few souvenirs tucked safely in the trunk.
“Uh, can you check your GPS? I think it’s about half an hour away from here. If it is we can go ahead and get a room there for the night, but if it’s more than an hour from here I’d rather just stop at the next little place we find. But we are kinda in the middle of nowhere out here…”
“Okay. Um… the GPS says the motel is about forty-five minutes away. But it’s the closest one anyways.” The sun had already started to set. It’d be dark when they got there, but thankfully not too dark.
“It’s so pretty out here. I wish it was closer to home. You don’t see things like this out in Marley…”
“I know! It’s so beautiful out here,” Reiner turned and glanced at Bertholdt. “Not as beautiful as you, though.”
“Oh, stop.” Bertholdt said teasingly. He smiled and felt his cheeks heat up just a little. Newly married but dating for how long? And Reiner still made him feel like a giddy kid in love.
“Hehe. I love you, my Bertl,” Reiner stretched out his arm. He was getting stiff from having driven for so long. He and Bertholdt had been taking turns but as close as they were to the motel, there wasn’t even a point in switching.
“Hmm.” Bertholdt hummed in acknowledgement, watching the sky darken outside. A comfortable silence settled between them, both of them content. Maybe they could watch the stars together when they got to the hotel. There was no light pollution from cities and settlements out here. The sky was absolutely breathtaking.
Bertholdt stretched his arms and blinked, glancing over and looking back at Reiner again. Reiner caught him watching and smiled at him, turning his attention back to the road.
“What are you doing?” Reiner asked after a moment, feeling a hand start to run up and down his leg. He glanced over and saw Bertholdt giving him an innocent look, sweet like sugar. Bertholdt’s hand drifted to Reiner’s crotch, hovering there for a moment before running up and down Reiner’s leg again.
“Oh, nothing,” Bertholdt said, bringing his hand back up and bringing his other hand over to unbutton Reiner’s pants. He slipped his hand inside the unbuttoned pants, stroking Reiner’s dick through his underwear. Reiner inhaled deeply, his eyes going half-lidded. “I’m gonna make you see stars before we even get to the hotel.”
“Bertl...” Reiner started to breathe, chewing on his lower lip while the fabric of his underwear rubbed against him. “Can you do that a little faster?”
“Anything for the world’s best husband,” Bertholdt sped up, but pulled his hand away quickly. “Hey, slow down a bit and lift up so I can pull your pants down.”
Reiner obliged and lifted himself up just a little, letting Bertholdt pull his pants down to his knees. A contented sigh sounded through the air when Bertholdt started stroking Reiner again. He could see Reiner’s fingers tightening and loosening on the steering wheel when Bertholdt picked up the pace.
“Feel good?” Bertholdt cooed, knowing the answer before he even asked. Reiner nodded his head mid-exhale and adjusted in his seat to a more comfortable position. He slouched a little, slowing down just a little while he kept driving. Bertholdt licked his lips while he watched himself pump Reiner’s dick in his hand, undoing his seatbelt.
“Are you okay?” Reiner asked, trying to stay focused while Bertholdt tried to figure out how he wanted to sit to suck Reiner off. He was an impressive 198cm, making it hard to find a really good position. Eventually he made himself comfortable, leaning over so his head was in Reiner’s crotch. “Oh, shit, Bertholdt…” Reiner took his right hand off the steering wheel and rested it on the nape of Bertholdt’s neck.
“Focus, Reiner,” Bertholdt said when he popped off, going right back to the task at hand. He pressed a few sweet kisses to the head and shaft, licking it up and down while one of his hands fondled Reiner’s balls. He took Reiner’s head into his mouth, sucking on it and running his tongue along the slit. The precum dribbled into his mouth, Bertholdt tasting it and letting out a pleased hum.
“Ah, fuck, Bertl, keep going…” Reiner’s hand went from the nape of Bertholdt’s neck to his head, pushing up and down steadily. Bertholdt hummed again, the vibrations coaxing a gasp out of his husband. Bertholdt glanced up, Reiner not looking at him as he focused on the never-ending road before him. The sun had gone down now, not a single other car on the road. “Hey… give me a kiss, Bertl.”
Bertholdt took Reiner all the way down before pulling off, licking his lips in the meantime. He sat up and pressed a kiss to Reiner’s lips, then one to his cheek. “I love you,” Another kiss to Reiner’s cheek, then Bertholdt moved back down to suck Reiner’s cock again.
“God, I need to stop,” Reiner said, glancing into his rear view mirrors and confirming that there was still nobody around. He’d have known anyways, another set of headlights impossible to miss out here, but still. He pulled the car to the side of the road, putting it in park and leaning his seat back just a little. “You know just how to wind me up.”
Bertholdt pulled Reiner’s shirt up a little, exposing his belly button. He rested a hand on Reiner’s belly, the other gripping the base of Reiner’s erection and stroking what wasn’t in his mouth.
Reiner’s hips thrust very slightly, especially when Bertholdt decided he was going to swirl his tongue in circles around the head. He panted into the air, Bertholdt practically an expert in the art of sucking dick. Well, his dick, at least. Bertholdt knew every little detail on how to give Reiner the best blowjob of his life every time.
Bertholdt almost wanted to frown while he kept sucking. Reiner was moaning softly and panting a little. But he wasn’t making too much noise.
Reiner was always the quiet one when they had sex but he just wanted to hear Reiner let loose. And god knows when they get to the motel he won’t, he’d think there are too many people around. Who gave a fuck about random people they wouldn’t ever see at a motel they’d almost certainly never go to again in a country they’d never live in?
Reiner, apparently.
So if he wanted to really hear Reiner, it’d have to be here. On the side of an abandoned highway in the middle of the night in the middle of nowhere.
“Louder, Reiner,” Bertholdt half-asked, half-ordered, taking Reiner all the way down to the hilt after making the command. Both Reiner’s hands flew to his hair, pushing Bertholdt’s head down more forcefully and moaning loudly.
“Bertl, god, more,” Reiner closed his eyes and let himself relax while Bertholdt kept it up, opening his throat and deepthroating his husband. “That’s right, you’re so good…”
Bertholdt closed his eyes in satisfaction when Reiner really let him know he was enjoying himself. It wouldn’t be long now. He could tell. Bertholdt went back to massaging Reiner’s balls again, Reiner’s hand squeezing his hair and tugging on it.
“Come for me, I want it,” Bertholdt half-whispered when he popped off, Reiner groaning and panting into the air. Bertholdt moaned in satisfaction when the familiar taste of Reiner’s cum filled his mouth, him swallowing every drop eagerly. After he was sure he had sucked Reiner dry, he moved to press a kiss to Reiner’s mouth, Reiner running a hand through his hair when he did so. “God, I love you,”
“I love you too,” Reiner looked truly content, if not a little tired.
“Here, switch with me and I’ll drive us the rest of the way to the motel, and you can rest a little bit.”
“It’s fine, Bertl,” Reiner eased his seat back up. “Do you want me to return the favor? I can go ahead and do it while we’re already stopped.”
“No. I’m driving,” Bertholdt forced Reiner’s hand, getting out of the car and walking around to the driver’s side. He adjusted the seat, Reiner sitting back down. “I don’t want a blowjob right now.”
“Sure? It’s not fair for you to do that for me and you not get anything.”
“Oh, I intend on getting something. I’m going to fuck you absolutely senseless the minute we’re in the motel room.” Bertholdt grinned at Reiner and put the car back into drive. “There’s something for you to think about the rest of the way to the hotel.”
“You’re killing me, Bertl,” Reiner laughed, running a hand through his hair. “We’ve had sex twice a day for a damn week now.”
“You aren’t complaining. Usually you just say ‘god, Bertl, more,’” Reiner blushed at Bertholdt’s teasing, Bertholdt maintaining that innocent expression. Tease.
“Oh, whatever. Just get us to the motel and show me what you have in mind.”
“With pleasure, my Reiner.”