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Daichi didn’t really know what to expect on his wedding night. He’d always thought about being married. Always figured he’d eventually become a father. But how he’d get from A to B was always a bit fuzzy. He doesn’t think in all of his dreamings that he could have ever imagined someone like Sugawara. Sugawara is a hurricane of a man. He is chaos and energy and impossible to keep up with. Except instead of leaving destruction in his path, Sugawara only ever leaves places and people better than he found them.
Daichi is certain that the hurricane of Sugawara has made him a better man.
They say goodbye to their friends, make their way up the elevator to their hotel suite. A brand-new weight sits snugly around Daichi’s finger, the metal band shining. It feels as if it should have always been there. This physical connection to a man he couldn’t live without.
The elevator doors close and Sugawara turns to kiss him, his hands dragging up into Daichi’s hair. Daichi holds him tight at the hips, sure that if he doesn’t keep his husband (his husband) under control they’ll both get too carried away.
Sugawara pulls away, eyes closed, smile on his mouth, “I have a surprise for you.”
Daichi’s stomach immediately fills with hot want. Sugawara and surprises are always dangerous in combination. The elevator dings open and he grabs Sugawara’s hand. “Is there any way this surprise is going to result in extra charges to my credit card?”
“You mean, am I planning on trashing the room?”
“I’m just trying to prepare.”
He leans close, “Hmm, it depends on how well you’ll be able to control yourself.” Sugawara’s clever fingers reach into Daichi’s pocket, glide softly against his cock as he picks out their hotel key. He smiles sweetly as he unlocks their room.
The door is closed behind them and Sugawara pushes him against it. Sugawara’s mouth is demanding as he makes quick work of Daichi’s shirt, unzips his pants.
Daichi’s head is spinning with the intoxicating presence of Sugawara’s tongue in his mouth, Sugawara’s hands on his body. He barely registers that he’s almost naked and Sugawara is still very, very much dressed.
He grips Sugawara’s hips, holds him firm and Sugawara moans into his mouth. He pushes back, “Not fair.” He walks them backward until Sugawara bumps against the large hotel bed. “I shouldn’t be the only one getting undressed.”
Sugawara looks at him with a twinkle that Daichi has come to know means he’s in trouble. He swallows. Sugawara turns them around, sits Daichi on the edge of the mattress. “Stay there, captain.”
Daichi huffs a small laugh. A decade out of school and they're still the same. There’s something special about it all – the consistency of loving a boy since you were seventeen. If Daichi were smarter maybe he could find the right words to say. Instead, he’ll live every day making sure he shows Sugawara what he means.
Sugawara stands in front of him. He looks, almost shy but then no that couldn’t be Sugawara. “Don’t laugh.” He says before he begins undressing.
Every thought Daichi’s ever had leaves his mind as he watches Sugawa remove layer after layer until he’s stood there not quite naked. On Sugawara’s chest are two soft white satin triangles connected by string. It takes Daichi’s brain a moment to supply the right word. A bra, Sugawara is wearing a bra.
His breath catches in the back of his throat, his heartrate speeds up. Covering Sugawara’s cock is a white pair of panties, the same silky satin as his bra. The small piece of material hugs and holds Sugawara’s cock so closely. Daichi’s eyes are caught on the way he can easily see its outline.
“Koushi.” The word leaves his mouth in a breathy whisper. He reaches out a hand, his fingers grazing the fabric covering his chest. “How could I laugh at you?”
Sugawara takes a step forward, stands in the space between Daichi’s legs. “It’s a bridal set.” His voice is the tiniest bit shaky. He runs his hands through Daichi’s hair, moves them so they cradle his face. “I wanted to look…special…tonight.”
“You’re beautiful, Koushi.” He leans forward and kisses directly on the white fabric that covers Sugawara’s nipple. Sugawara gasps in response as Daichi wets the fabric with his mouth.
Sugawara mumbles through his words, a nervous habit he has. If you talk through it then no one will figure out that you’re uncomfortable. “There was a – a matching teddy but I left it at home.”
Daichi pulls back. “You have it, though?”
He nods. “It’s a set, Daichi. I had to buy it all.”
Daichi smiles. “Good.”
Daichi’s hands move to Sugawara’s ass to grip the plush fat of his backside. He lets out a deep growl of satisfaction when he feels Sugawara’s skin, the strings of Sugawara’s panties barely covering him. Taking hold of Sugawara, Daichi manhandles him until Sugawara is flat on his back and Daichi is above him. He hovers over Sugawara, kisses him again and again as Sugawara’s hands push the final pieces of Daichi’s clothing off. The white of the fabric looks even better now that Sugawara is blushing pink down to his chest.
Daichi shifts his hips forward, rubs his hard cock against Sugawara’s – the satin of Sugawara’s panties the thinnest separation between them. He starts a steady pace between them, slow grinds of his body against Sugawara’s. Daichi wonders how long it will take to soak the fabric through with how much they’re both leaking.
“Can we go slowly the second time?” Sugawara breaks from the kiss. His breathing is heavier than before, there’s a whiney edge to his voice. Daichi holds Sugawara’s stare, thrusts a unhurried, forceful fuck of his cock against Sugawara’s.
Sugawara’s fingernails dig into Daichi’s shoulders, his heels dig into Daichi’s back. “Daichi. Please.”
Daichi kisses his jaw, down to his neck, whispers low into his ear, “Please what, Koushi?”
Sugawara groans, “Fuck me.”
“I will.” He does it again - separates them before he deliberately, achingly slowly rolls his body until they’re moving together again.
“Daichi.” Sugawara’s voice is high, thin, “It’s – it’s my wedding night. I need my – my husband to fuck me.”
My husband. I need my husband to fuck me. Daichi kisses him, his tongue pushing immediately into Sugawara’s mouth. Sugawara lets out a happy little noise when he realises he’s won. Daichi moves away grabs the lube they’d packed, a condom.
“We don’t need that right?” Sugawara asks him when Daichi moves back to him. His hand is on the condom. “I get to feel all of you tonight, right?”
Daichi’s nodding, willing to agree to anything Sugawara wants. He pushes the thin piece of fabric from between Sugawara’s cheeks out of the way. He rubs the lube on Sugawara’s hole, plays with the tight muscle until Sugawara’s breathing is punctuated with needy sounds. He pushes in the first finger and Sugawara is smiling. A satisfied yes leaving his lips.
As Daichi fucks one and then two fingers into his husband, he watches the way Sugawara’s cock strains his panties. The tip eventually peaking out the top, pink and wet. Daichi has three fingers working in and out of Sugawara when he bends down to lick and suck Sugawara through his underwear.
Sugawara is squirming beneath him, hips moving as they search for more. His hands grip and pull at Daichi’s short hair. “Daichi, now. I want it - I want it.” He’s getting needier, whinier. Daichi thinks if he played with Sugawara for long enough he could get him to cry.
He keeps Sugawara in his bridal lingerie when they fuck for the first time as husbands. Daichi holds his cock, rubs the head against the stained white fabric that covers Sugawara. Up and down on the satin. It’s so soft against him.
“I love you.” Daichi’s always honest heart can’t keep the words in. When he pushes his cock into the tight heat of Sugawara’s body, they let out matching groans of satisfaction.
Daichi feels overwhelmed. He always does. Sugawara opening for him. Sugawara letting him in. He thrusts in and out, the delicious drag of Sugawara’s insides driving him toward bliss. He kisses every inch of Sugawara’s skin he can reach. It’s too much, Sugawara’s always always too much. “Koushi.” He bites into the skin of Sugawara’s shoulder.
Sugawara is holding onto him, keeping their bodies close as Daichi increases his pace. He's bouncing Sugawara in place, the movement causing Sugawara’s trapped cock to rub against Daichi’s abdomen.
“Ah.” Sugawara gasps, “Close. Please, Daichi. Please.”
He works his hips faster, sucks on Sugawara’s neck harder. Fucking Sugawara deep, he feels Sugawara clench around him, feels Sugawara’s heels dig harder into his back. Holding Daichi tightly, Sugawara rocks against him as he comes between their bodies.
Daichi groans, fucks fast and hard into Sugawara’s spent body before pulling out. With Sugawara boneless and euphoric below him, Daichi strokes himself until he’s coming on Sugawara’s body, his cum landing on Sugawara’s panties, shooting up to reach his bra.
Sugawara looks shocked by the action but not for long. His face shifts, quickly becoming something hungry. “Sawamura Daichi. That was the hottest thing you have ever done.”
Daichi’s shoulders slump. His hearts still hammering as he realises he covered his husband with his cum. “Oh. I didn’t – it just happened.”
Sugawara giggles. “I’m that irresistible, am I?”
“Yes.” Daichi says very sincerely.
Sugawara’s face softens. He clicks his tongue. “You know I can’t make fun of you when you’re being that earnest.”
“Sorry.”
“That’s okay.” Sugawara sits up, kisses Daichi on the cheek. “Let’s take a bath and then I’ll let you take your time with me.”
Daichi doesn’t complain when Sugawara makes him carry him to the bathroom. 💕