Marshall and Lee's saga is almost done, they've gotten "married" in their eyes, and the eyes of their friends. What might come next? Find out in this week's episode of Moving Forward! Don't forget to visit the other Briefers and see what they're up to! Their links follow my tale! Enjoy!
The reception at Milly’s had been all kinds of fun. The food
was delicious, the beer was cold, as was the champagne with which everyone
toasted the new couple. Marshall couldn’t think of a better way to celebrate
the best day of his life. And he couldn’t thank Roy enough for making it
happen.
Afternoon had passed into evening before they knew it. They
thanked everyone who’d come, received their heartfelt congratulations, and
everyone returned home. Walking into the house, Marshall noticed their
suitcases still sat in the bedroom, right where they’d left them. There’d been
no time to unpack when they arrived; Roy had whisked them off too quickly.
Marshall reached for his, intending to deal with it before it got too late, but
Lee stopped him with a hand on his arm.
“You know what? Those can wait until tomorrow,” Lee said.
“We have more important business to take care of.”
“Business?” Marshall arched a brow. “You want to work? Today?” Surely they were entitled to time off,
especially since they’d just gotten married.
Lee laughed. He circled Marshall’s waist, drawing him close.
“Not that kind of business,” he said. “I had something else in mind.” He kissed
Marshall, softly at first, then with a growing passion.
Marshall quickly
realized what Lee was thinking, and he heartily approved.
He pressed against Lee, rubbing against him without
hesitation. He’d come a long way from the eighteen-year old virgin he’d once
been, the one who’d been so eager to have Lee teach him the ways of love. Lee had taught him a lot, and not just about
sex. Their relationship had strengthened and solidified in the past three
years, growing stronger until it settled into what it was today. Now they were
equal partners in every way. Not that Lee had ever made him feel any less. Marshall
realized that Lee was the dominant one in their relationship, and always would
be, and he was fine with that. Didn’t make Marshall any less strong, though, in
his own right.
“Tell me what you had in mind,” Marshall encouraged
him. He ran one hand up and down Lee’s
back before placing his palm on one cheek and rubbing it.
“I think you have some idea already, don’t you? Or are you
just playing coy?” Lee grinned.
“Coy? Me? I don’t think I have a coy bone in my body.”
Marshall laughed.
“Then maybe you should just come out and tell me what you
want,” Lee said.
Marshall leaned in close enough to whisper in Lee’s ear. “I
want you inside of me. I want you to make love to me for
the first time as my husband. What would you
like?”
“The very same thing,” Lee
assured him before he claimed Marshall’s lips once more.
They drew apart momentarily. “Roy
told me he left a special bottle in the fridge, just for us,” Lee said. “Want
to break into it now or later?”
“Later. Right now I just want to
be with you.”
“Nothing else?”
“Well, maybe a shower.” It had
been a long day, much of it spent on the road. A little hot water couldn’t
hurt.
“Not a bad idea,” Lee agreed.
“Separate or together?”
That was a no-brainer.
“Together,” Marshall replied.
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