#Greece honeymoon tips

[honeymoontraveltips]

5 Essential Greece Honeymoon Tips

The #1 European Island Hotspot for Romance, Adventure and Luxury Pool Suites

Expert tips from Renee Meyer, Owner/Founder of Unforgettable Honeymoons®

Book a Pool Suite in Santorini, You won't regret it. Couples love the over the top, Incredible Views from their private suites in Santorini, Greece. Pictured above a fabulous river pool suite at Canaves Oia Resort in Santorini- one of the top luxury Greece resorts, located on the Oia Peninsula, our favorite village in Santorini.

Santorini is the most beautiful island in all of Greece, and a must see island on any Greece honeymoon itinerary. The key is to make sure you book a hotel on the Caldera, not near the beach or inland which is tempting to do as the prices are much lower. The top Village to stay is Oia village, second Imerovigli Village. Oia has some of the best views and the nicest shopping and dining promenade. Hotels in Imerovigli have some of finest sunset views of the Caldera. The main village of Fira is too frenetic for honeymooners and is riddled with too many cruise ship passengers who flood the streets on most days.

Mykonos can be super busy in the summer, especially the month of July when it is a known party place for large groups from the UK, Spain and Germany. Alternatively, we suggest islands such as Paros, and or Naxos which are ideal for couples seeking a more laid back relaxed Greek Island beach vibe. Paros and Naxos are about a 1 hour ferry ride from Santorini, and offer couples beautiful beaches, hiking, small boutique resorts and suites with pools. Pricing is a bit lower than Mykonos in general. Learn more at the tourist board website : Discover Greece- Paros

Off Season and Shoulder Season- the end of April and mid October are off season and far less expensive, however the pools are not heated, and the ocean is too chilly for swimming. This does not mean you cannot enjoy your honeymoon in Greece, there are amazing hikes, villages to explore, wine tasting, and ancient ruins to explore. Mid-May and the first week of October are a bit warmer than off season dates, and can be a little more costly

Book a Rooftop dinner in Athens for your last night of your Greece Honeymoon. It's always best to end your honeymoon on a high note, and there is no shortage of restaurants with Acropolis views that light up the night sky. Before you go check out this Rooftop restaurant guide for Athens.

Unforgettable Honeymoons® travel agency established 1994 specializes in customizing Greece Honeymoons to fit each couples personal preferences, budget and travel style. Couples plan with a Greece honeymoon expert start to finish, every detailed mapped out in advance so they enjoy every moment of their honeymoon time together with Greece Honeymoon Planning, or couples can choose a preset Greece Honeymoon package such as The Best of Greece Honeymoon.

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[boyfriendstevie]

☼ golden ☼

your honeymoon in greece with steve is perfect | inspired by a certain boy sailing in greece. this is sickeningly sweet i cannot be stopped. hope you enjoy! | 1.7k, afab reader (& nicknames like pretty girl), oral (f receiving), fingering, unprotected p in v (pls don't be dumb), literally just the softest smut. 18+!!! mdni!!!

Steve looks like a fucking greek god. It’s fitting for your honeymoon in Greece. He belongs among the finest art with his sun-kissed skin, sparkling smile, and hair styled by the salt and wind from the sea. And yet, he’s here. Head between your thighs, large hands grasping at the soft flesh there as he spreads you open for him. The gold band on his ring finger glints in the light of the setting sun streaming in through the window, and your heart squeezes in your chest when you notice it. 

Only for a second, though, because you’re entirely overwhelmed by Steve’s perfect mouth on your clit, his perfect fingers in your cunt, pressing to just the right spot to make you moan his name, “Steve, I’m.. oh—”

At the sound of his name, Steve’s eyes flick up to yours, all honeyed and soft. He’s pink, the mark of the sun after your day on the boat, a pretty smattering of freckles out in full force. His lips curve into a smile as he hums against you, sending vibrations all the way up your spine. Your toes curl, and you bury your hands in his thick hair, tugging harder than you mean to. Steve doesn’t mind. 

He kisses the crease of your thigh lightly, then another to the inside of your thigh, close to your cunt, but not close enough. He nips at your skin, leaves a mark that only he’ll know is there. Steve knows you well enough to know that you’re about to tip over the edge as you whimper, “Stevie, I-I need—“

“Need more, I know, baby. I’ve got ya,” he murmurs softly before he dives back in, fingers curling in just the right way to make you fall apart. And you do, thighs struggling against his hand, moaning loud enough to make Steve grin smugly, “Atta girl, honey.”

Your chest heaves as the high ebbs. Steve’s head pops up after pressing a kiss to your hipbone, and he scrubs the back of his hand across his mouth messily. If you weren’t already hot all over, you definitely would be now as you watch him closely. He’s smiling again, but less smug this time as he makes his way back up your body, scattering kisses up your torso, chest, and neck until he can plant one on your lips. Your smile mimics his as you sigh, “Fuck, Stevie.” 

“Y’so pretty, baby,” he whispers, soft against your skin, “‘specially when you cum. And the sound you make? Perfect, just like you.”

One of Steve’s elbows presses into the pillows beside your head, the other rests as a warm weight on your ribs just below your breasts. He dips down to kiss you, lips slotting against yours perfectly. The hand on your sternum is delicate, the pad of his thumb brushing across your skin in time with his kisses. You card your fingers through his hair again to get his attention, and give him a cheeky smile when he finally looks at you, “Wanna hear it again?”

Steve groans with a laugh, knowing exactly what you’re asking, and nods eagerly, “‘Course I do, baby.” He shifts until one of your legs is hitched up over his hip, the length of his cock sliding between your folds and collecting the mess of slick and spit there. You gasp as the tip bumps against your clit once, twice. 

He swallows your sounds with another searing kiss before reaching between your bodies to spread your slick over his shaft before lining up at your entrance. His forehead presses to yours, soft eyes searching yours for a moment as he whispers, “Shit. So wet f’me, baby. You ready?” 

You barely respond with a nod before he’s pushing his hips forward, his eyebrows drawn together in concentration. You’re used to the stretch by now, the dull ache as he eases inside of you, even when he’s already worked you open with his fingers or tongue, but he still takes it slow until his hot skin is pressed to yours. It only lasts a moment before the pain fades into pleasure and you let him know without words, tracing your thumb up the crease between his brows to smooth it. 

His eyes jump to yours, and you swear you stop breathing for a second just from how he’s looking at you. He’s backlit by the late afternoon sunlight, glowing golden like your very own angel on earth. You do lose the ability to breathe only a moment later as Steve draws his hips back and then rolls back in. It forces another surprised gasp out of you, the air punched out of your lungs in the best way. 

“Oh god, Steve,” you moan, hands traveling up from his biceps to work over his shoulders, fingers threading into the damp hair at the nape of his neck. “Feel so full. You— ah, fuck — you feel so good, baby.” 

“Christ, honey,” Steve groans, turning his head to press a kiss to your bicep, a slow, sweet drag of his cock in and out of your hot, wet cunt, “Swear you were made just f’me.” 

You really were made just for him, and now you’re his and he’s yours — in all of the ways. Your arms close around his neck, yanking him down harder than you mean to until his chest is against yours in a need to be closer, “All yours, Stevie. ‘M yours.” 

Steve could nearly fall apart then and there at your words, still in disbelief that you ever agreed to marry him, of all people. But he doesn’t. He holds it together, burying his face in the crook of your neck as your hands roam over his shoulders, delicate, featherlight touches over the scars on his sides. It’s so soft and sweet, despite the filthy sound of his skin slapping yours, the wetness between your thighs, your high-pitched moans and whimpers as he rolls his hips, grinding into you. 

When he pulls back up to look at you, he’s so fucking in love it hurts. Your eyes are heavy as you struggle to keep them open, too lost in the feeling of him to really try. And the noises you’re making are the prettiest sounds he’s ever heard. He reaches one hand up to cradle your cheek gently, hips slowing against yours as he murmurs, “Lemme see you, love. Wanna see your eyes, pretty girl.” 

You whine at the change of pace, but do as he asks, gazing up at him and turning your head to press your cheek into his touch. His hazel eyes are molten as he looks at you with all the love in the world, and despite what you’re doing, despite the fact that you married this man just a few days ago, you feel shy. You’ve never been looked at with such love, and it’s overwhelming. Earth-shattering, even. You draw his face back to yours, nose pressing into his as you whisper before a kiss, “I love you, Steve. Love you so much.” 

His forehead presses to yours, your admission drawing a ragged breath out of him. He whispers your name like a prayer and replies, “Love you. I love you, honey. I love you.” 

A hand snakes down between the two of you to find your clit as he pushes deeper, the tip of his cock finding the sweet spot inside of you. He’s babbling your praise in your ear as you clench around him, hips stuttering at the feeling, “Fuck, baby. So good for me. Perfect, pretty cunt. So tight, sweetheart. Gonna cum? Know you’re close, c’mon, angel—“ 

The noise you let out is half moan, half sob as your orgasm crashes over you. You arch off the bed, chest pressing into Steve’s, fingers digging into his shoulders hard enough to leave a mark. He’s not far behind, hips still stuttering, cock twitching inside of you as he fucks you through the high. And when the fog clears enough, you pull his face back into your neck, fingers in his hair as you whine, “Cum for me, Stevie, please. Wanna feel you inside me. Love you so so much.”

Steve gasps into your skin, moaning as he cums inside of you. His body shakes with the exertion, one of your hands caressing his hair, the other stroking up his spine gently. When he’s spent, he all but collapses on top of you, though you welcome it with a tug of your legs around his hips until his chest is crushed against yours. 

It’s quiet in your room, save for your heavy breathing into the crook of the other’s neck. Steve presses a kiss to your damp skin, one hand drawing up your side slowly. His fingertips tickle, though he doesn’t mean to, and you giggle, shying away from his touch. But your laugh eggs him on, fingers pressing into your side purposefully to draw the same sound out of you again. 

“Stevie!” you say his name in protest, though it’s not very intimidating when it’s laced with another giggle. Your bones feel like jelly still, and you weakly push at his hands in an attempt to stop him. He only surrenders when you bribe him with a kiss that turns into two, and then three. 

Later, after you’ve both cleaned up, you crawl back into bed together, naked and glowing in the traces of light still streaming in. You press your cheek to his chest, fiddling with his fingers, twisting his ring around and around. And when you look up at him, he’s already staring at you, nothing short of reverent. Your own ring catches the last rays of sun, bathing the both of you in bits of sparkling gold. It’s fucking perfect. 

[forjongseong]

enchule // jay (ENHYPEN)

pairing: secretary!jay x CEO!fem!reader (part 11.5 of the series)

genre: office!au, fluff, smut (minors dni) // warning: older reader; Jay calls reader “Boss”; profanity; oral sex (m. receiving); fingering; unprotected sex; rough handling; Jay got too carried away :( // wc: ~8.5k (I also got carried away)

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part 1 - carmesí part 2 - mi reina part 3 - millones part 3.5 - hasta los dientes part 4 - vente conmigo part 5 - tusa part 5.5 - apaga y vámonos part 6 - versos de placer minisode part 1 - cuando nadie ve part 6.5 - yo te quiero más minisode part 2 - la niña de mis ojos part 7 - aeropuerto minisode part 3 - falling autumn minisode part 4 - night night part 8 - ambulancia minisode part 5 - subtítulos part 9 - al caer la noche minisode part 6 - after last night part 9.5 - the way you look tonight part 10 - mon soleil minisode part 7 - daylight minisode part 8 - subside minisode part 9 - your princess, my queen part 11 - qué bonito

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summary: Jay had taken you to Greece for your birthday, so you decided to take him to Australia for his.

author’s notes: welcome to part 11.5! this one is 3k words longer than the original half episodes. (oops)

HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY, JAY! my one and only, my sun and stars, the moon of my life, the air that I breathe, and my reason to wake up every morning... initially I planned on releasing this special .5 part right on his birthday, but a lot of things happened, and I kept getting creatively cockblocked for some reason, so here we are 5 or 6 days later with a half episode that, hopefully, with its length, can quench the thirst for you readers (my dear carmesimps) out there.

after the love I received in part 11, I hope this part also suffices! warning: don't forget to regulate your breathing and stay hydrated because the smut scenes here are hot...ter than usual, if I can say so myself...

behold! the song title for this part:

will you just look at the lyrics???

I don't know what happened that my mouth liked it when I stole a kiss from you it was just a game that got out of control, the rules were broken now your name doesn't leave my mind if you want to repeat it, I remember where Baby, I show up even if it's far I feel despair if I don't see you

tell me that's not Jay?????? literally???

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From the corner of your eye, you spotted a figure walking towards you steadily, and when he arrived right in front of you, you recognized the pair of shoes and immediately looked up.

“Remind me again why Jake is tagging along for our honeymoon?” Jay asked as he held a cardboard cup holder filled with three different drinks.

“Oh, thanks, mate,” Jake said, reaching out for his iced americano. The force of his hands almost tipped the whole cup holder, so you calmly held it in place by supporting the bottom with one hand.

“Sorry, Noona,” Jake continued. It seemed like he did not hear Jay’s complaint and was merely happy that his beverage order had arrived.

Jay sighed as he took his seat beside you, letting you hold both his drink and yours. He melted to your side and rested his head on your shoulder, to which you softly chuckled and patted his cheek with your free hand.

“This isn’t our honeymoon, it’s your birthday trip,” you explained. “We’re only gone for six days, and I want our actual honeymoon to last at least two weeks.”

“Sounds like a dream,” Jay muttered. “Do you think the company will be fine without the both of us? For fourteen business days?”

You shrugged and it made Jay’s head shake in place. “We probably need several meetings before we leave and during the honeymoon, I’ll have to check in once in a while.”

“That seems unfair. I don’t want you distracted during our honeymoon,” Jay said, pouting.

“Then I shouldn’t have married my secretary, don’t you think?” You brought your hand up and squished Jay’s cheeks, forcing him to pout his lips even more.

“If you need help and if you have a vacant position, you can hire me, Noona,” Jake chimed in, nudging your left elbow.

“You say that, yet you’re here with us,” Jay commented. “It’s because the destination is Brisbane, isn’t it?”

“Bingo,” Jake replied.

“Exactly,” you said at the same time.

Then both you and Jake snorted at the same time, and it made Jay wonder if the two of you were actually siblings.

When Jake told you a couple of weeks ago that he was going to visit his brother’s family in Brisbane, you immediately asked him a thousand questions about his plan—when he’s leaving, how long he’s staying, whether you should go and visit Brisbane with him, all the sorts. It took you a minute to realize Jay was staring at you the whole time, with a disapproving look, almost like he was hurt that you had forgotten his existence.

You found a less packed week that overlapped with Jay’s birthday, so without even asking if he approved, you cleared out both your schedules and planned your trip ahead, only notifying him three days before your flight so he would have enough time to pack. On the one hand, he was happy that you surprised him this time with a trip. On the other hand, he wished you had told him at least a week before, so he could participate in planning too.

“Just to be clear,” Jay began, clearing his throat. “You’re not tagging along for the whole time, right? Like we’re not gonna see you every day?”

“Of course not,” Jake answered. “But I’ll be on standby whenever Y/N Noona needs a tour guide. I can ask my brother for recommendations.”

“If it’s a city she grew up in, I bet she’ll be a good enough tour guide, but thanks anyways,” Jay said as he took a sip of his iced tea.

“You two speak as if I’m not sitting in between.” You shook your shoulder once and Jay immediately straightened up. “I think we’re boarding soon.”

The two guys redirected their attention to the gate, and as the staff made the announcement, the three of you stood up at the same time, gathering your belongings.

“Noona,” Jake leaned into you. “Thanks for the upgrade to business class.”

“Thank me too, the fuck,” Jay groaned, stretching his arms to the side. “It’s my birthday trip, remember?”

“Can you two stop bickering so I don’t feel like a nanny on duty?” You complained, staring at Jake and then Jay.

“Yes, Ma’am,” the two said in unison.

---

You had made the mistake of posting your trip on your private Instagram stories, and around the same time, your auntie—who was not really your aunt, just an old friend of your parents—replied to your post and demanded you come to see her. She even sent her husband to pick you up at your hotel, and you were too flustered and too polite to refuse.

Luckily, Jay is a natural at initiating conversations with new people. He offered to sit beside the driver, which was your auntie’s husband, Tim, and they began talking about the most random things regarding living in Australia, particularly Gold Coast. As the car drove along the more crowded streets, Tim explained a lot about the important places like he was a paid tour guide. It gave you enough time to respond to your family group chat, updating them about your trip.

“Are the boys not here, Auntie Nina?” You asked, looking around the room and noticing how quiet it felt.

Jay sat beside you at the dining table while you watched Tim and Nina prepare drinks and snacks. Jay leaned to whisper to you.

“Auntie Nina only has sons?”

“Three.”

“They’re all busy with work and college. My youngest is getting his master’s,” Nina smiled, walking towards the table, and placing a pitcher of iced tea and four clear glasses in the center.

“That’s wonderful,” Jay responded. “I bet he’s good in school too, huh?”

And just like that the conversation flowed naturally again. You updated them about your parents and told them a little bit about your work, and once they learned that Jay works for you, they both asked how you two met. You eyed Jay, who then tilted his chin to let you tell your version of the story, so of course, you did and had to censor some parts. Particularly the kiss in your office.

“He was just paying so much attention to me that I couldn’t help but notice him too,” you finished, tracing your finger on the outline of your glass. “I think I got lucky.”

“You’re gonna make me cry right here,” Jay said, stifling a sob.

Tim and Nina laughed at Jay, who literally had his lips quivering, and you brought your hands up to cup his face and comfort him, pouting at his cuteness. The rest of the night went by in a flash, with a delicious dinner prepared by Nina and a safe ride back to the hotel with Tim.

---

“I had a lot of fun today,” Jay said, making himself comfortable on the sofa, lying behind you.

You changed the channel on the TV, searching for a good movie. You felt like watching cable in hotels was somewhat a nostalgic activity, and you also found it quite therapeutic to just have the TV on while you keep yourself busy.

“I’m glad you did,” you replied as you placed your hand over his arm, which was now wrapped around your waist. “Jake is going to take us to the beach tomorrow.”

“I love that,” Jay muttered, kissing your shoulder. “Thank you for planning everything, babe.”

“It’s about time I return the favor.” You closed your eyes for a minute before turning your head slightly to your right, inhaling his scent. “You smell good.”

“Must be because I showered,” Jay replied nonchalantly. “You smell good too,” he said, kissing your cheek.

“Well, I haven’t showered yet, so I don’t know what you’re on.”

“I love the way you smell when you’re sweaty,” he said, tracing his finger along your shoulder and down your arm. “Reminds me of something in particular.”

You sighed heavily before you chuckled, feeling Jay’s fingers tickling your waist. “We’re not going to watch this movie, are we?” You asked.

Jay shrugged. “We can try.”

You exhaled in defeat and Jay chuckled lowly, placing his lips on the back of your shoulder, and staying there for a while. Your eyes focused on the TV and your fingers started stroking his arm that was wrapped around your chest. After a while, Jay settled into a more comfortable position, resting his head on a stack of pillows higher than yours so he could watch the movie too.

“Jay,” you called. He hummed and squeezed your waist. “After we go to the beach tomorrow, will you come with me to—”

“Yes,” he interrupted.

“You didn’t let me finish.”

“You don’t have to. ‘With me’ was all I needed to hear. I’ll go with you anywhere.”

Jay’s voice was close to your ear, and when he finished speaking you felt like you were covered in a soft and warm blanket. You smiled to yourself before bringing his hand up for you to kiss. You then carefully turned around to face him, still lying down on the sofa, and he pulled you closer to him to keep you from falling off.

“I’m so lucky,” you whispered, tracing your fingers along his jawline.

He smiled widely and your mouth mimicked his expression.

“I’m glad the feeling’s mutual,” he said, before leaving a chaste kiss on your lips.

---

Jake’s eyes widened in wonder as he observed you and Jay belting notes to Yuuri’s Shutter, which was on the playlist that you chose for the drive. Jay insisted on driving, since Jake’s brother was kind enough to lend you all his car and because Jake was not confident enough to be the man behind the wheel. Naturally, you rode shotgun and did your best to navigate the map and handle the choice of songs.

The song reached its bridge and climax, and Jake giggled at the way you and Jay both inhaled dramatically before hitting the final chorus which had a key change. The whole performance became even more dramatic with the wind blowing through the open windows, and you had to push your sunglasses up to wear as a headband to keep your hair from flying all over the place.

You heard the sound of Jake clapping from the backseat, and you turned around and looked at him in confusion. Jake grinned at you.

“Was that a sad song? It sounded sad,” Jake spoke, eyeing the screen that showed the playlist. “You both sound devastated.”

You snorted and Jay shook his head. “It’s Yuuri! What do you expect?” He protested, carefully bringing the car to a stop.

Several people crossed the street, and you quietly observed them. Jay tapped his fingers on the steering wheel and adjusted the volume of the speakers.

“And since when do you speak Japanese, Noona?” Jake asked, poking his head through the gap between you and Jay at the same time the light turned green.

“I don’t?” You said, slightly confused.

“She just has the lyrics memorized,” Jay explained. You nodded in agreement.

You proceeded to play more of Yuuri’s songs and Jake happily bobbed his head while listening to them until you all arrived at Surfer’s Paradise. It took a while to find a close enough parking spot, but when you did, you and Jake instantly turned into kids.

“Oh my God,” you gasped, watching the soft waves coming up the sand. “I’ve been wanting to come back here for ages.”

Jake jogged towards you and his hair moved up and down. “Noona! Race you to the water.”

“Aaaaaah!!!”

Jay was startled at the way you and Jake both shrieked and laughed uncontrollably as you made your way to the shore. Jake almost tripped and lost balance, and you had to stop and squat to laugh properly. You then crawled your way on the sand, only to stand up and catch up to Jake as soon as his feet hit the water.

When you turned around, you saw Jay holding up his phone, recording everything. There were wrinkles on the corners of his eyes from the way he was smiling, and it seemed like he was trying not to laugh to prevent the phone from shaking too much. Jake caught your attention by slightly splashing you with the salt water, and you flinched before you chased him down.

“I won! I won!” Jake shouted, flapping his hands around to counter your attacks. You were flinging your arms in hopes that it would hit him.

“Okay, that’s enough!” Jay raised his voice, putting his phone back in his pocket before walking towards you. “Don’t tire her.”

Jake furrowed but at the same time you started coughing, and in between coughs you explained to him that laughing and running, or talking and walking up the stairs at the same time, was one of your asthma triggers. He immediately felt bad, and he hesitantly patted your back gently as you tried to control your breathing.

“Sorry, Noona,” Jake said before eyeing Jay cautiously. “We can just sit down and chill now.”

Jay was about to nudge Jake, but you stopped him by grabbing his arm.

“I’m fine!” You insisted as you watched Jay unfold a picnic mat. The two of them waited for you to sit before taking their places beside you.

“How do you like Brisbane and Gold Coast so far, mate?” Jake asked, peering over you to look at Jay.

You smiled and lay down completely, and Jay looked at you for a split second before answering.

“I get why you two are attached to this city,” Jay replied. “It’s the perfect balance between quiet and crowded.”

“Exactly,” you chimed in, squinting your eyes to avoid the sun.

Jake continued the conversation while Jay took out cans of soda and packs of sandwiches to munch on. Whenever you started to giggle, Jay was quick to pull you up back to your sitting position, and Jake also put his hand on your back out of reflex. The three of you ended up talking about a lot of things even long after you finished your snacks, and if it weren’t for Jake checking the time, you all would have stayed even longer.

“I need to take my hyung’s car back, but before that, I can drive you guys to the hotel?” Jake offered, dusting his pants from the sand as he stood up first.

Jay looked at you and you looked back at Jake. “I actually need to drop by a friend’s home and then the pharmacy. It’s fine, we can take the train.”

“Are you sure?” Jake asked, more towards Jay than to you.

Jay nodded. “Say hi to your brother for us,” he said.

“Alright then,” Jake responded. “I’ll text you again later.”

On the train ride to your friend’s house, you fell asleep on Jay’s shoulder, and he was determined to stay awake and alert, taking over the navigating duty that was supposed to be yours. Initially, you did not want to stay for longer than an hour at your friend’s, but she and her husband insisted, and Jay was more than happy to chat more with the new people he just befriended. Before going back to the hotel, you made a stop at the local drugstore and went through a list of products that your mother had asked for.

You both arrived at the hotel later than planned and by then you were exhausted. As you were taking off your makeup, Jay leaned back on the wall beside the bathroom door, looking at you.

“Can I help you?” You asked as you realized he wasn’t going to stop staring.

Jay chuckled before putting his hands in his pockets. “Just waiting for the bathtub to fill up. What? I’m not allowed to stare at my wife?”

You smiled softly and held a cotton pad over your eyelids. “So for tomorrow, I don’t have anything grand planned. We’re just gonna stay here and go for a walk if you’d like. But then the day after that is your birthday, so you get to choose whatever you want to do.”

“Really?” Jay replied, his eyes lighting up. “Great, then I can use some time tomorrow to look up stuff to do.”

“Mm-hm.” You wiped off the residue on your face before stretching out your arms. “Are you going to take a bath now?”

“Do you wanna join me?” Jay asked as he took a couple steps towards you.

“I’m…” you paused to look at your reflection, “I’m really tired, actually.”

Jay placed his hands on your shoulders and started rubbing you gently. “That’s my point. I’ll give you a massage. Come on.”

“You know I should be the one pampering you, right?” You looked at Jay through the reflection.

He brought his hands to cup your chin and tilted your head upwards before planting a kiss on your forehead.

“It’s not my birthday yet. Just come relax with me, okay?”

There was no way you could refuse your husband, especially when he was asking so politely.

“Just a bath,” you demanded as you stood up. “Nothing more.”

Jay chuckled, but then you gave him a sharp stare and he nodded. “Nothing more,” he said, clearing his throat. He then took one step back. “After you, my love.”

---

You slowly opened your eyes and found yourself staring at the dark. When you turned your head to the right, you noticed the faint light from the sun rising outside, and you guessed that it was still way too early in the morning to be doing anything. A second later, you remembered that you had a horrible dream where you got lost in a maze, and you called for Jay, but he never appeared.

To your relief, when you turned to Jay’s side you found him there, still fast asleep. You took a deep breath before bringing your hand up to caress his face, also brushing his hair back in the process. His breath was steady, despite his eyebrows forming a frown, and you stroked his cheek before you leaned in to kiss him.

Your kiss woke him up. He stirred before he opened his eyes, and you melted right beside him, grabbing both his hands and holding them tight between yours.

“Hey,” he greeted you, his voice croaked. “Good morning.”

“Morning, baby,” you whispered, placing his palm under your cheek, and resting your head back on the pillow.

He moved his thumb across your cheek before clearing his throat. “Is everything okay?”

You nodded, and Jay shot you a tired smile. You snuggled closer to him, caging yourself in his arms and moving close enough until you could touch your lips to his neck. His arms wrapped around your waist naturally, and when you kissed his chin he chuckled, squeezing you gently.

You moved your hand to his arm and squeezed him there, and with that, he looked down at you with his eyes only half open. You tilted your head slightly, bumping your nose to his chin before you carefully grazed your lips over his. You felt his lips slowly part, and that’s when you dived in for a passionate kiss.

Holding his face close to yours and letting him press your body onto his, you kissed him deeply. You felt his tongue swipe across your bottom lip, and as you opened your mouth you moaned when you felt his tongue tug against yours. You stopped for a split second only to catch your breath before you kissed him again, your leg thrown over his waist, latching your hip onto his.

Jay’s hands traveled underneath your camisole, bunching up the fabric until his palms were the only thing keeping your back warm. He stroked your back softly and ran his fingers down your waist and to your hips as he continued to lock lips with you. For a moment, the sound of your lips smacking was the only thing you could hear, aside from the soft sound of the clock on the wall ticking.

“I want to try something,” you confessed, pulling away only to find a strand of saliva connecting your lips and his.

Jay leaned in for one last kiss before he replied. “What is it?”

As much as you wanted to stay in his arms, to feel his hands run through your hair and along your back, you wanted to pamper him. You wanted him to feel more pleasure, so you had to fight yourself from staying in place.

“Just a second,” you whispered before pushing yourself away from him. His arms stayed there for a while as he watched you take off your top and sit straight, leaning against the headboard. “Come sit between my legs,” you demanded.

Jay’s eyes squinted in confusion, but his body was quick to react. He shuffled out of the covers to go to you, but before he could settle, you clicked your tongue.

“I want you naked, though.”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

His tone of enthusiasm, in contrast with his messy bed hair, made you chuckle. He got undressed in seconds, and you reached out your arms when he made his way between your legs, resting his back against your chest.

“Oh,” he sighed, “this feels good.”

“I haven’t even started.”

“No, I know,” Jay rested his head on your right shoulder. “I just know it’s gonna be good.”

You had to hold yourself back from rolling your eyes, so you grabbed his chin and pressed your lips roughly against his, earning a light chuckle from him.

“Just relax, okay?” You mumbled against his lips.

“Are you comfortable? I don’t want to be leaning or pressing too hard on you,” Jay said, his eyes flickered from your lips to your chest.

Unbelievable, you thought. On the verge of receiving pleasure, he was still thinking of you.

“I’m fine, baby, thank you,” you replied, kissing his temple. Jay then relaxed and placed his hands on your thighs.

You began caressing his chest, trailing your fingers from his nipples, down to his abs and the v-line that always drives you crazy. You noticed his breath hitched once he saw your hands moving downwards, and you had to press your lips to his ear to give him reassurance.

“Relax,” you whispered.

You reached for his penis with your left hand, bringing your right hand back up to his nipple to pinch and play with it in hopes that it will get him hard fast. He flinched before he relaxed in your touch, occasionally whimpering when he felt that you were pinching too hard. Your hand moved up and down his shaft, continuing the motion until you felt him gradually harden in between your fingers.

“There he is,” you chuckled softly, lips grazing his earlobe. “A good morning to you, Sir.”

At this point, Jay was moaning at your every touch, and he even shifted in his seat once he felt your lips pressed against his neck. You began sucking softly, determined to make him feel enough pleasure but without leaving a noticeable mark. You continued kissing him down his shoulder while stroking his cock, which was now fully erect.

“Show me how you like it,” you requested. “Use your hands and show me.”

“What?” Jay asked, confused. He didn’t realize that his breath had become heavier. “But I’ve barely touched myself since we started—”

“I know,” you responded. You kissed his neck again for reassurance and he sighed contentedly. “I just want to see how you used to pleasure yourself.”

You had moved your hands up to his biceps and you were stroking him there. With one squeeze, he began palming himself with one hand as he adjusted his position between your legs. You observed quietly as you paid close attention to the motion of his hands—the way he took long strokes from top to bottom, the way he ends each stroke with a slight squeeze towards the tip, the way his head fell back when he increased the speed. You noticed how he was almost panting like it was too much and he was trying to hold back.

“I don’t… Do you… Should I do this until I cum?”

The uncertainty in his voice and the submissive nature of it made you fall for him more, as if that was even possible. You nodded and gently nudged the side of his head with yours.

“You can cum if you want, baby.”

“But,” Jay paused before he opened his eyes and looked at you. “I want you to make me cum.”

And how could you refuse?

“Okay,” you whispered, kissing his lips. “Do you want my hands?” You kissed him again. “Or my mouth?” You kissed his jawline. “Or do you want my pussy?” You kissed his earlobe.

You could basically feel Jay shiver under your touch before he answered you, only after taking a considerable amount of time to decide.

“Your… mouth,” Jay muttered. “Can I?”

“Of course.”

You stretched out your legs and moved from behind Jay, making him rest his back against the headboard. He leaned comfortably after you placed a couple of pillows behind his back, and once he was set you crawled your way downwards, taking your position this time between his legs.

The sight of you on all fours with your ass up and your head over his crotch made him groan. You saw his cock twitch and decided to put him out of his misery. He had been a good boy, after all, listening to your requests and delivering, so you kissed the tip of his cock before putting it into your mouth.

You almost gagged from the way his length quickly filled up your mouth, and you could hear him shudder from the single move. You began bobbing your head up and down, coating his shaft with your saliva, and you felt his fingers very carefully brush your hair away from your face before bunching them up into a ponytail. He kept holding your hair as you continued your ministrations, and every whimper or moan that you heard from him served as your sole motivation.

You tried taking his whole length in, and you felt your jaw stretch a little too wide. The pause in your movements made him concerned, so he tried his best to comfort you by reaching out for your hand. You took his hand in yours, and you continued to suck him, alternating between kisses and kitten licks too.

“I’m c-close,” Jay whimpered. His body was shaking involuntarily, and you were secretly proud of yourself that you were able to make him feel this way.

You pulled your lips away from his cock with a pop, and you wiped your mouth with the back of your hand before you spoke. “You can cum in my mouth, baby.”

“Are you sure?” He asked.

You hummed and quickly put his length in between your lips again. You heard him mutter several curse words as you continued, and when you felt his hips start to thrust upwards, you held him in place by gripping his waist. The grip of his hand that was holding your hair up began to loosen, and after one last suck, you felt him release in your mouth. You were lucky you braced yourself, otherwise it would have ended in a choking mess.

You couldn’t take all of his cum, so when you pulled away some of it was dripping down your chin. You swallowed the rest, though, and when you looked at him, he was looking back at you in awe.

“It’s not my birthday yet, is it?” He asked, breathless.

You wiped your bottom lip with your thumb as you chuckled, and you shook your head as you made your way up to him, straddling him in the process.

“Fuck. Thank you for that,” Jay said as soon as your face was level with his. “Kiss me.”

“You sure?” You halted, hovering over his body before he pulled you in by the neck, licking your lips clean and kissing you feverishly.

“Wait,” he said all of a sudden, pulling back. You frowned. “Your turn.”

He placed his hands on your hips and slammed you down on his crotch, earning a surprised yelp from you. You then chuckled and he did the same, kissing you only after you relaxed on top of him.

“If you keep kissing me like this, I think I can cum,” you whispered against his lips.

“Is that a challenge?” Jay taunted, his fingers moving down to push your panties to the side. “If it is, get ready.”

You moaned into his mouth as soon as you felt his fingers graze your folds. With just one touch, you were already shaking from pleasure, and it didn’t help that he was nibbling your lips and kissing you like oxygen was only coming out of your mouth. He inserted one finger, and then two, and when he put in his third finger you gasped for air, unlatching your mouth from his.

“Jay,” you panted. “It’s too much.”

You felt his fingers curl inside of you and you whimpered, your body shaking as your head fell to his shoulder. You rested your forehead there as support, and you were grabbing his arms for dear life.

“Jay,” you whined helplessly.

“Oh, come on, baby,” Jay spoke right into your ear. Somehow you could hear him smirk. “You always take my dick so well. Surely, three fingers are nothing?”

You moaned again as he began moving his fingers in and out of you faster, and although you had already lost track of time, you knew that it took you less time to cum compared to him. Within a minute you were already a shaking, moaning mess on his lap, and you couldn’t even complain when you heard him chuckle proudly, his chest moving against yours during the process.

Jay’s fingers slipped out of you and as he brought them up to his face, you could see the way they were coated with your cum. But then he swiped his index finger over your lips, as if applying lip balm, before taking all three fingers into his mouth and sucking them clean.

“You’re fucking crazy,” you sighed, one hand latched onto his shoulder and your head resting against the crook of his neck.

He chuckled and your body moved with his.

“You’re welcome, baby.”

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You walked out of the bedroom and into the living room all dressed up and covered in a light coat, and when Jay noticed you, he had to do a double take, completely abandoning his attention over his phone.

“Where are you going?” He asked, quickly eyeing your outfit from head to toe.

“I just need to pick up something from the lobby,” you said, waving your hand to emphasize that it wasn’t something of his concern.

“You’ll be back soon, right?” Jay asked again, sounding slightly worried.

You nodded. “Of course, I will, baby.”

You blew Jay a flying kiss and he made smooching faces back at you before you headed out the door. Jay then picked up his phone and continued his search for must-do activities that might fit into your schedule tomorrow. He must have been completely immersed because the next thing he knew you were already back, while he felt like you left only two minutes ago. You were holding a suspicious box, and you smiled as you made your way to the coffee table in front of the sofa Jay was sitting on.

“Now I know your birthday is tomorrow, but I figured we could get the cake a day early and eat it when the clock strikes midnight or something,” you explained without waiting for him to ask. “That is, of course, if you want to.”

Jay had never heard you sound so unsure, or were you being nervous? Either way, he found you absolutely adorable, and he smiled widely as he put away his phone and leaned in.

“What cake is it?” He asked.

“Chocolate,” you replied. You saw him raise an eyebrow. “Your favorite. The expensive kind.”

Jay chuckled lightly and shook his head. You excused yourself to put the cake in the fridge and you trotted back to your original spot, standing in front of the TV. Jay looked up at you in question, tilting his head, while you took a deep breath.

“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” you muttered to yourself while at the same time checking that it was two hours left until Jay’s big day.

“What is happening?” Jay said, his tone curious.

You sighed, taking your phone out and setting the volume to the max before choosing a song that definitely sounded seductive. You placed your phone on the table and began undoing the belt of your coat.

“Mr. Park Jongseong,” you spoke. “This dance is for you.”

You began moving your hips to the beat of the song and Jay’s jaw dropped. As you pulled the belt off and tugged the coat down, it pooled to the floor and revealed the tightest dress you have ever worn wrapped around your body.

“Oh my God,” Jay said under his breath.

The dress, colored in Jay’s favorite shade of green, hugged your curves in all the right places. The spaghetti straps were barely holding it over your chest, and you were fully aware that Jay was already looking at your protruding nipples. You lifted your leg to take off your shoes, and the tight skirt of the dress rode up your thigh. Jay licked his lips and leaned back on the sofa, amused and obviously ready for whatever you had prepared for him.

You continued to sway slowly, trying your best to keep your moves subtle and in sync with the music. You made a gesture of hugging yourself, and in the process, one of the straps slid down your shoulder. You heard Jay take a deep breath, and you looked at him as you pulled the other strap down before taking a step closer to him.

“Y/N,” Jay muttered, adjusting his position on the sofa. It was clear that your little dance was making him hot and bothered, exactly how you wanted him to be.

Very carefully, you kneeled on the floor, feeling the softness of the rug brush against your knees. You reached for Jay’s hand, which was resting on top of his thigh, and tugged on it slightly just to kiss the back of it, like he was a king that you worshipped. You then moved back and sat on the balls of your feet, stretching your arms to the side and up before bringing them back down like it was one of the most important moves of your rehearsed choreography.

Then, you sat and faced the side, bringing your knees up to your chest, which obviously made the dress ride up even further. You could feel Jay’s eyes glued on you, and you rested the palms of your hands to your side, pushing them to your back as you slowly lay back down, keeping only your ass on the floor and your back arched.

Jay scoffed before he palmed his erection over his jeans, and you smiled as you sat back up and began crawling your way to him. You put both hands on his knees and he immediately grabbed them, pulling you up and onto his lap. You whimpered when you felt his clothed hard-on rub against your bare cunt, and he realized you were not wearing underwear only after he slid his hands on your thighs and under your dress.

“Fuck, baby,” Jay hissed. “You really came prepared.”

You hummed and he smiled, strengthening his grip on your thighs. You took one of his hands off and brought them up to your chest, tugging on your dress. He immediately pulled it down, revealing your tits and erect nipples.

“God,” he whispered. “Thank you for this meal.”

Jay latched his lips on your tit and you giggled, welcoming him in your embrace and resting your hand on the back of his head. He licked, sucked, and kissed your boobs so hungrily yet also so tenderly, and there was no way you could keep your eyes open throughout the whole process. His other hand pulled your dress down completely, making it bunch around your waist. His hips began thrusting upwards, and you winced as you felt the rough fabric cause friction between your folds.

“You know,” you began, breathless, “this would be better if we took it to the bedroom.

Jay did not stop kissing you. In fact, he moved his mouth upwards and started sucking your neck while his hands traveled down to your thighs, gripping them tightly before he stood up with a grunt. He bit down on your neck, and you stifled back a moan, and as he maneuvered the both of you to the bedroom, you had to be his eyes and his ears.

“Don’t drop me,” you warned. “Don’t bump me into a wall either.”

Jay smiled and moved to kiss your chin, and before you knew it he had thrown you on the bed, gently, if that was even possible. He wasted no time in undressing, pulling the top of his white shirt over his head and unbuttoning his jeans. When he started unzipping, though, he paused to look at you.

“Wait, babe,” he began, “you were done with your dance, right?”

You chuckled. “The goal was to get you to carry me to bed, so yes, mission accomplished.”

Jay smirked as he pulled his jeans down with his boxers. He then tugged on your dress around your waist, and you lifted up your hips so he could take it off completely.

“Did you just buy that dress for me to take off?” He asked.

You nodded innocently, and Jay let out a breathy chuckle before he hovered over you.

“Thank you for the little show, baby,” he said, caressing your face. “You’re so fucking sexy.” He kissed your lips. “I mean, fuck.”

You couldn’t help but giggle, and he smiled so wide that the corner of his eyes crinkled. “Practicing that was so embarrassing for me.”

Jay frowned. “You practiced?”

“In my mind,” you clarified. “It almost took a toll on me. Could you tell that I was nervous?”

Jay was kissing your neck as you spoke, and he laughed onto your skin. His finger then trailed down your waist and quickly reached your core, and he drew a line along your folds which instantly made your breath hitch.

“From this, I can tell you were just aroused as I was,” he whispered, sucking softly on your neck. “Am I right, baby?”

You whimpered before nodding slowly. “Yes,” you whispered back.

Jay then grabbed you by the waist and flipped you over, making you sit on his toned abs as he relaxed and placed his hands under his head.

“Ride me, baby,” he requested. “Give me an encore.”

You placed your hands on his shoulder and scooted downwards until you felt his shaft press against your core. Jay groaned and moved his hips up, and you had to palm his chest to keep him from moving.

“Go on,” he continued. His position was relaxed, seemingly determined to just watch you do your thing.

You began slowly rubbing your folds along his shaft, from the bottom up and then back again. With every stroke, you moaned softly, and your eyes were closed but Jay was observing your face closely. It drove him crazy how you practically looked intoxicated, and he was motivated to watch you keep going.

“That’s it, baby,” he commented. “Just grind on me like that.”

Your movements became faster, and your moans gradually became louder too.

“Keep going,” Jay whispered. “You look so beautiful, baby.”

You whined as you continued rubbing against him, and you were desperate for more.

“I don’t want to cum yet,” you muttered. “Not now.”

“Put it in, baby,” Jay said, bringing one hand to your thigh to stroke it. “We can take it slow.”

You lifted your hips and reached for his cock, aligning his tip to your entrance. You then sank slowly on him as your eyes rolled back, and you heard Jay letting out a shaky breath as he completely filled you up.

“Oh my God, Jay,” you whined. “You’re stretching me out so good. You’re so big.”

Normally you would leave the words of affirmation in the form of desperate whines and moans, but for tonight, you wanted him to hear exactly what you were thinking of, and from the way his Adam’s apple bobbed you knew it was something he liked.

“Tell me how it feels, baby,” he said, squeezing your hips.

“So good,” you whimpered, feeling him twitch inside of you. “You feel so… so good.”

Seeing how you, a woman who is usually good with words, repeat the same thing three times already boosted Jay’s ego. His hands moved to your ass, and he squeezed you there, earning another lewd moan from you.

“J-Jay…”

“Mmhm, baby,” Jay replied as he began thrusting. “Tell me more.”

Jay pushed himself up with his elbows and you rested your arms on his shoulder until he sat all the way up, staying inside of you. Your chest was now pressed against his, and he moved his face closer to yours, only close enough for your noses to brush against each other.

“I…” you began after licking your lips, “I want you to fill me up all night.”

Jay smiled before giving your lips a peck. “Do you think you can handle that, baby?”

His hands squeezed your ass harder, pushing them towards him and guiding the way you grinded your hips. Your breath gradually became heavier.

“I want to,” you continued. “I want you inside me. I want your lips on me. On my lips, on my neck, on my—”

You moaned when you felt him lick and suck on the skin beneath your jaw. Your grip on his shoulder tightened.

“On my pussy, too,” you finished your sentence with great effort.

“Hmm?” Jay hummed in response. “Do you want me to switch and put my lips down there now?”

“No!” You replied without missing a beat and sounding way too pathetic. “Not now, you’re still filling me up so good.”

Jay chuckled. Again with ‘so good’, as if those were the only words you could use to describe the feeling.

“Tell me what you want me to do right now.”

“Your hand on the back of my head,” you said. Jay did so. “Pull my hair and make me tilt my head so you can—”

You breathed shakily when you felt him suck on your skin, bruising your neck even further. You were sure you would be left with hickeys all over, but you didn’t care.

“What else, baby?” Jay mumbled against your skin.

“Stop asking me and just be rough,” you answered. “Please?”

Jay kissed you passionately and slid his tongue along your lips before pulling away. He held your ass up and slid out of you, only to hold you by your hips and turn you around. You immediately got on all fours and pushed your ass up, and when you felt his cock align with your cunt again you bunched up the sheets in your hands.

You moaned with every thrust Jay made, and his grip was strong on your hips. Your ass slapped against his pelvis, and the lewd sound echoed throughout the room along with your whimpers and his grunts. He heard you whisper ‘harder’, and he was more than happy to do so, hearing your moans go even louder.

You felt Jay’s hand move down from your hips to your thighs, and it took you a while to realize he was maneuvering you both to lie down on your sides. He pulled you towards him until your back was pressed against his chest, and with one hand he lifted up your leg before entering you again. The position allowed him to hit you on the right spot, and you screamed his name almost a little too loud. He continued to thrust into you, his skin slapping against yours, his grip firm against your thigh, and his teeth sinking into your skin like you were his prey.

“Jay…” you called, running out of breath.

Jay maintained the same pace but exerted more strength, pushing your leg even further up.

“Jay,” you called again, feeling tears beginning to pool in your eyes from the mixture of pleasure and pain.

You heard him grunt against your ear and you felt his other hand squeezing your boob a little too hard.

“Jay,” you tried again. “You’re hurting me.”

His movements stopped in an instant. His grip on your thigh loosened and you slowly felt him sliding out of you.

“No,” you reached to grab his hand in yours. “Stay inside.”

“Baby,” he called, his voice hoarse.

You rested your leg and brought your hand to your nape. Jay immediately put his hand over yours as he slid out of you completely. You were about to protest, but you were met with his eyes full of worry.

“I’m sorry,” he said as he hovered over you. “I’m so sorry, baby.”

You licked your lips before bringing your hand up to caress his face. “Just give me a minute, okay?”

Jay nodded and you closed your eyes. You then felt him kissing your forehead ever so softly, making a soft smacking sound. He then kissed you down your nose, to your left cheek, and your right, before moving down to kiss your jawline. He kissed your neck next, lingering on the parts where your skin started to turn purple. You caressed the back of his head, almost encouraging him to continue. You felt his lips against yours and you pouted, reciprocating the kiss.

“I’m sorry,” he mumbled against your lips.

“It’s okay,” you reassured him despite the single tear trickling down your left eye.

“We can stop if you want—”

You shook your head quickly and palmed his cheek. He placed one hand over yours as he held himself up with his other arm.

“I want to finish with you,” you begged. “Please?”

You felt Jay’s breath hot against your face when he nodded. He brought himself down on his elbows and kissed your cheek once again before he entered you, causing you to wrap your legs around his waist.

“I promise I’ll be gentle,” he whispered before brushing your hair back.

You nodded. “Please keep kissing me.”

Jay kept his word and his lips latched onto yours as he resumed his strokes, going a lot slower and deeper compared to before. Your hands caressed his shoulders and moved down to his biceps, and you tried your best to reciprocate all his kisses while touching every part of his body that you could reach. Your hands rested on his back as his hips began to stutter, and when your walls clenched around him during your release, he groaned into your neck and came soon after.

Usually after a long session, Jay would collapse on top of you and relax as you brushed his hair, but for now, he was quick to move to your side, relieving you of his weight. His eyes concentrated on your face as he started to stroke your waist softly with his hands.

“Y/N?” He called. “Baby…”

You licked your lips before rolling to your side to face him.

“Forgive me, love,” he whispered. “I really wasn’t thinking—”

“It’s okay, Jay,” you chuckled weakly. “If anything, I feel sorry for killing the mood.”

“You did not kill the mood.”

“For being too weak then.”

Jay frowned and immediately propped himself up with one elbow. “You are not weak.”

“Fine,” you smiled, closing your eyes. “Maybe I’m just a little too old.”

You didn’t hear a response, so you opened your eyes, and you found Jay staring at you with teary eyes.

“Please don’t say that,” he muttered. “I feel horrible for hurting you. I swear I’m never going to be rough—”

“Now hold on,” you stopped him. You then chuckled lightly before tugging on his arm gently, making him lie down again. “I liked it. When you were being rough. Maybe we just need a safe word, that’s all. I think I called you three times to get you to pause.”

“Fuck,” Jay groaned. “I’m going to punish myself.”

“Look at me.”

The switch in your tone immediately made Jay comply, and only then you noticed how his face was covered in sweat, and maybe some tears mixed with it too.

“I don’t want this to change anything,” you said. “Promise me?”

Jay shook his head, and it made you frown.

“You need to understand that hurting you is the last thing I want to do. Actually, it’s not even on my list. So next time you want me to go rough, I’ll do so but very carefully.”

You snorted. “So, not rough then?”

“My beautiful, beautiful wife,” Jay whispered, scooting closer to you. “Please forgive me for now and we’ll use this as a learning point for future sessions.”

Jay pulled you into him and began leaving kisses all over your face, not the gentle feathery kind but the wet and aggressive type, making you chuckle and close your eyes as a precaution.

“Okay, okay,” you finally said, placing a palm over his chest. “By the way,” you continued after taking a quick peek at the clock, “Happy birthday, my love.”

Jay turned to find that it was three minutes past midnight and when he looked back at you, you were smiling at him and looking at him with full adoration.

“I can’t believe I ruined my own birthday present,” Jay said. “Your dance was so good and I had to go and ruin it.”

You grew tired of him feeling bad, so you exhaled and pushed yourself away from him, and he frantically tried to keep you in his embrace.

“Okay, okay! I’ll stop apologizing. Just stay in my arms.”

“I said happy birthday,” you mumbled against his chest.

Jay began running his fingers through your hair gently. “Thank you, baby. I’m lucky I get to spend it with you for the rest of my life.”

You couldn’t help but smile so wide. Jay then cleared his throat.

“You’re smiling, aren’t you?”

You smacked his arm, and he winced out of surprise. After a short session of soft slapping and tickling, he began caressing your thigh that was now thrown over his waist.

“Do you like your birthday trip so far?” You asked, resting your palm on his cheek and caressing him there with your thumb.

Jay nodded. “It’s been lovely.”

“Good. Then you need to outdo it later when it’s my birthday again,” you demanded, gently slapping his cheek repeatedly with your hand.

“Ma’am, yes, Ma’am,” Jay said, saluting you.

You giggled and pinched his cheek. “Kiss me, you dork.”

“Yes, Boss,” Jay whispered before sealing your lips with a kiss.

As you felt his plush lips against your lips and his tongue dancing with yours, you were reminded once again about how much, and how deeply your husband loves you.

"Should we have some of that chocolate cake now?"

Jay's voice broke your train of thought, but even if he could break every part of your body, you would still love him just as much.

-END-

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Nikki Sixx X Reader

A/n: NIKKI IS IN THE UK!!! Sadly, I live 2 hours away from London and I can’t be arsed to drive😫💀

Word count: 508

Warnings: Oral(M!Receiving), masturbation and swearing

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I woke up to the sounds of my husband's snores. How attractive. It was the second day of our gorgeous honeymoon after a dream wedding. I decided to make us breakfast seeing as though he made breakfast yesterday.

Our honeymoon was to a cute little villa in Greece, where we met for the first time. I can remember it like it was yesterday. I was chilling on the beach and out of nowhere, three screaming guys enter the beach as well as Mick who was being... Mick. And all of a sudden, this beer can goes flying past my head, followed by Tommy. Nikki came up to me to apologise and we exchanged numbers and went on a date and blah blah blah. Now, we're husband and wife in the place where it all started.

"What you making?" I heard Nikki say, sleep still in his voice. "Good morning to you too, Nikki. I'm making breakfast." I replied sarcastically. "Who said I didn't want you for breakfast?" He whispered in my ear. I choked on air at his statement. "Exc- what." I choked out, trying to catch my breath. "You heard me." he replied, wrapping his arms around me and holding my boobs with each hand. "Yeah, I wish I didn't." I mumbled. "Come here." he said. "I am here." I replied. He put his hands to my hips and turned me around so I was facing him. "I want you.” He groaned as he placed my hand on his boner. “But I’m making us breakfast because you made it yesterday.” I said, looking up at him and lightly squeezing his length. “Fine, we can eat that and then I’m eating you out.” He said as he slapped my ass.

I placed our stacks of waffles on the table and we got to eating. I placed my foot on Nikki’s still evident boner and teased him a little. “Doll, please.” He moaned. “What?” I said innocently. “Please stop teasing me.” He said, holding my ankle and shoving my foot away. “Fine.” I shrugged and dropped my fork on the floor. “Whoops.” I said, getting down on the floor and crawling under the table to Nikki. He helped me lower his boxers, his hard cock sprang free, making my need for him pool in my panties. I pressed kisses to his tip and swirled my tongue around him, collecting all his precum. He let out a whimper and laced his fingers through my hair. I lowered my mouth onto his length, holding my head down on him. I put my free hand into my panties and started rubbing my swollen clit, mining on Nikki’s dick. “Fuck.” he groaned.

We both neared our orgasms, letting out pornographic moans. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum.” He moaned, tightening his grip on my hair. The sting on my scalp pushed me over the edge. Nikki poured his cum down my throat, moaning lewdly as he did. “My turn to play.” He said, picking my up off the floor and carrying me to the bedroom.

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Hallmark’s ‘The Wedding Veil Journey’ Stars Muse Who Inspired Several Beatles Songs

January 21, 2023

Hallmark Channel, News

Hallmark’s The Wedding Veil Journey stars Alison Sweeney, Victor Webster, Lacey Chabert, Autumn Reeser, and Jane Asher, the woman that inspired such Beatles’ classics as “I Want To Hold Your Hand,” “I’m Looking Through You,” “And I Love Her.”

Who is Actress Jane Asher From Hallmark’s The Wedding Veil Journey?

London-born actress Jane Asher started acting at the age of six. However, according to the Telegraph, Jane Asher’s life changed in 1963 when she interviewed Paul McCartney of the Beatles. They went on to date for five years. Moreover, they even got engaged. Jane inspired many of McCartney’s iconic songs that include “We Can Work It Out,” and “Martha My Dear.”

However, despite being a muse to one of the most famous songwriters in the world, she was determined to continue her acting career. Most of all, she does not like to talk about McCartney or this time of her life.

In addition, Jane’s brother Peter Asher recorded McCartney-Lennon reject songs in the duo, Peter And Gordon. Peter eventually became a manager and producer who helped along James Taylor and Linda Ronstadt’s careers. He was very sought out in the 70s.

Jane Asher Is An Entrepreneur And Writer

The Hallmark star is more than an actress. Jane Asher has written over a dozen books. This includes three novels called, The Longing, The Question, and Losing It. However, most of her books are non-fiction. They focus on baking and lifestyle.

She is a British Martha Stewart. In her books, Jane shows people how to paint furniture and cake decorating. She even has a book on how to create costumes for children. Most of all, her years of working in showbiz gave her some good tips on creating good costumes.

In addition, the mother of three also is an entrepreneur, owning a cake shop when her children were young.

However, acting has been her primary career.

Jane Asher’s Successful Love Life

Although being a muse was not meant to be, Jane Asher’s love life is something out of a Hallmark movie. Three years after she publicly broke it off with McCartney, she met cartoonist Gerald Scarfe. He is best known for his work in The New Yorker, The Times, and Pink Floyd’s The Wall.

Moreover, they have now been married for over 40 years, and together for over 50.

What Is Hallmark’s The Wedding Veil Journey About?

The final Hallmark movie in the popular sequel trilogy is The Wedding Veil Journey. What is it about?

According to the Hallmark synopsis, “Tracy and Nick agree to set aside work to make time for a long overdue honeymoon to Greece. When they are stranded on a secluded island, they confront their life choices.”

We don’t know much about Jane Asher’s character, Lady Dalton. However, it looks like she could watch the magic of the veil work on someone close to her.

Best of all, they filmed this movie in Greece! They filmed this movie on the Greek island of Rhodes. Sir Ron Oliver directed this movie. Moreover, this is a historic movie for Hallmark. This is the first time that a movie has been filmed at the Acropolis of Lindos.

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Top 10 Must-Visit Places in Greece: Your Perfect Greek Getaway

Are you dreaming of a summer escape filled with history, stunning landscapes, and endless sunshine? Look no further than Greece! This Mediterranean gem offers a diverse range of experiences, from bustling cities to serene islands. To help you plan your perfect Greek adventure, we've curated a list of the top 10 must-visit destinations.

Athens: Where History Meets Modernity

Athens, the vibrant capital of Greece, is a captivating blend of ancient ruins and contemporary life. Discover the iconic Acropolis, home to the Parthenon, and immerse yourself in the rich history of this legendary city. Explore the charming Plaka neighborhood, indulge in delicious Mediterranean cuisine, and experience the city's vibrant nightlife.

Perfect for: History buffs, culture enthusiasts, and city explorers.

Tip: Consider booking a Athens Holiday Package from Dubai that includes Athens as a starting point.

Santorini: A Caldera Dream

Santorini is synonymous with breathtaking beauty. With its iconic blue-domed churches, white-washed buildings, and dramatic cliffs, this island is a photographer's paradise. Relax on the black sand beaches, indulge in delicious local wines, and witness unforgettable sunsets.

Perfect for: Couples, honeymooners, and luxury seekers.

Tip: Combine your Santorini experience with a visit to other islands like Mykonos or Crete for a diverse Greek holiday.

Mykonos: Island Paradise with a Party Vibe

Mykonos is the epitome of island life with its pristine beaches, vibrant nightlife, and chic boutiques. Explore the charming town of Chora, with its whitewashed houses and iconic windmills. Relax on the famous Paradise Beach or indulge in world-class dining.

Perfect for: Young travelers, partygoers, and those seeking a vibrant atmosphere.

Tip: Experience the best of both worlds with a Greece Holiday Packages from Dubai that includes Mykonos and Athens.

Crete: Diverse Landscapes and Rich History

Crete, the largest Greek island, boasts a diverse landscape ranging from stunning beaches to rugged mountains. Explore the ancient Minoan Palace of Knossos, hike the Samaria Gorge, or relax on the beautiful Elafonisi Beach. Crete also offers a rich culinary scene, with delicious local dishes and excellent olive oil.

Perfect for: Adventure seekers, history enthusiasts, and food lovers.

Tip: Consider a multi-island itinerary that includes Crete for a truly unforgettable experience.

Rhodes: Medieval Charm and Sunny Beaches

Rhodes is a captivating blend of history and natural beauty. Explore the UNESCO-listed Old Town, with its well-preserved medieval architecture. Relax on the stunning beaches, such as Anthony Quinn Bay, or embark on a boat trip to the picturesque island of Symi.

Perfect for: History enthusiasts, beach lovers, and families.

Tip: Combine your Rhodes vacation with a visit to other nearby islands like Kos or Lindos.

Delphi: The Center of the World

Delphi, once considered the center of the world, is a site of immense historical and spiritual significance. Explore the ancient ruins, including the Temple of Apollo, and soak in the breathtaking mountain scenery.

Perfect for: History buffs and culture enthusiasts.

Tip: Combine your Delphi visit with a trip to Athens for a comprehensive cultural experience.

Meteora: Awe-Inspiring Monasteries

Meteora is a truly unique destination, with its towering rock formations and perched monasteries. Experience the spiritual ambiance of these iconic landmarks, hike through the stunning landscape, and explore the charming town of Kalambaka.

Perfect for: Adventurers, spirituality seekers, and photography enthusiasts.

Tip: Combine your Meteora visit with a stay in nearby Thessaloniki for a city experience.

Nafplion: A Romantic Escape

Nafplion is a charming town with a rich history and romantic atmosphere. Explore the Venetian fortress of Palamidi, stroll through the picturesque old town, and relax on nearby beaches. Nafplion is also an excellent base for exploring the Peloponnese region.

Perfect for: Couples, history lovers, and those seeking a relaxed atmosphere.

Tip: Combine your Nafplion visit with a day trip to the ancient sites of Mycenae or Epidaurus.

Corfu: Green Island Charm

Corfu is known for its lush greenery, beautiful beaches, and Venetian influence. Explore the charming Corfu Town, relax on the stunning Paleokastritsa beach, or visit the Achilleion Palace, once home to Empress Elisabeth of Austria.

Perfect for: Beach lovers, history enthusiasts, and families.

Tip: Consider a boat trip to the nearby Paxos or Antipaxos islands for a secluded getaway.

Naxos: Authentic Island Experience

Naxos offers a more authentic Greek island experience, with charming villages, stunning beaches, and delicious local cuisine. Explore the iconic Portara, the unfinished temple of Apollo, and indulge in fresh seafood.

Perfect for: Beach lovers, foodies, and those seeking a relaxed atmosphere.

Tip: Combine your Naxos vacation with a visit to other Cycladic islands like Paros or Amorgos.

Ready to embark on your Greek adventure? Whether you're seeking history, beaches, or culinary delights, Greece has something to offer every traveler. Start planning your dream vacation today and explore the beauty of this Mediterranean paradise.

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Discover Exotic Destinations with Our Tailor-Made Travel Packages

Travel is one of the most enriching experiences we can indulge in, offering a unique opportunity to explore new cultures, cuisines, landscapes, and traditions. Yet, the process of planning a trip can often be daunting and time-consuming. This is where our tailor-made travel packages come in, designed to take the stress out of planning and ensure that every journey is as unique and unforgettable as the destinations themselves best travel agency in kochi

The Essence of Tailor-Made Travel

Tailor-made travel is all about customization. Unlike standard package tours that follow a predetermined itinerary, a tailor-made package is crafted specifically for you. Whether you're an adventure enthusiast, a culture vulture, or simply looking for a relaxing getaway, our travel experts work closely with you to design an itinerary that perfectly matches your interests, preferences, and budget.

The Benefits of Tailor-Made Travel Packages

Personalization: Every aspect of your trip is tailored to your desires. Want to spend an extra day exploring a hidden beach or visit a local artisan market? With a tailor-made package, you have the flexibility to do just that.

Expert Knowledge: Our travel consultants possess extensive knowledge about destinations around the world. They can provide insider tips on the best times to visit, must-see attractions, and hidden gems that aren't found in standard guidebooks.

Time-Saving: Planning a trip can be incredibly time-consuming, especially when trying to coordinate flights, accommodations, activities, and transportation. Our experts handle all these details, allowing you to focus on enjoying your journey.

Stress-Free Experience: With all logistics taken care of, you can travel with peace of mind, knowing that support is available around the clock in case of any issues or changes.

Top Exotic Destinations for Tailor-Made Travel

Let's delve into some of the most exotic destinations you can explore with our tailor-made travel packages.

1. Bali, Indonesia

Bali is a paradise on Earth, renowned for its stunning beaches, lush rice terraces, and vibrant culture. Whether you're interested in surfing on the southern beaches, exploring the artistic town of Ubud, or diving in the crystal-clear waters of Nusa Penida, Bali offers a diverse range of experiences. Our tailor-made packages can include private villa stays, guided temple tours, and even personalized yoga retreats.

2. Machu Picchu, Peru

For history buffs and adventure seekers, Machu Picchu is a dream destination. This ancient Incan city nestled high in the Andes Mountains offers breathtaking views and a fascinating glimpse into the past. A tailor-made package can include a guided trek along the Inca Trail, a scenic train ride through the Sacred Valley, and a visit to local villages to experience traditional Andean culture.

3. Santorini, Greece

With its iconic white-washed buildings, stunning sunsets, and azure waters, Santorini is a quintessential romantic getaway. Our tailor-made packages can include a stay in a luxury cliffside hotel, private boat tours to nearby islands, and exclusive wine-tasting experiences at local vineyards. Whether you're celebrating a honeymoon or simply looking for a picturesque escape, Santorini delivers in spades.

4. Kyoto, Japan

Kyoto, the cultural heart of Japan, is a city of timeless beauty and tradition. From the serene Arashiyama Bamboo Grove to the historic Kinkaku-ji (Golden Pavilion), Kyoto is filled with awe-inspiring sights. Tailor-made packages can offer guided tours of ancient temples, traditional tea ceremonies, and even personalized kimono fittings. For those interested in culinary adventures, we can arrange exclusive dining experiences at Michelin-starred restaurants.

5. Serengeti, Tanzania

For wildlife enthusiasts, the Serengeti National Park in Tanzania is an unparalleled destination. Witnessing the Great Migration, where millions of wildebeest and zebras traverse the plains, is a once-in-a-lifetime experience. Our tailor-made safari packages can include private game drives, stays in luxury tented camps, and visits to local Maasai communities to learn about their way of life.

6. Iceland

Iceland, with its dramatic landscapes of geysers, waterfalls, glaciers, and volcanic craters, is a haven for nature lovers and adventure seekers. Tailor-made travel here can include guided tours of the Golden Circle, glacier hiking, soaking in the Blue Lagoon, and even a chance to witness the Northern Lights. Our packages ensure you experience the best of Iceland, tailored to your preferred level of adventure.

Creating Your Perfect Itinerary

Creating a tailor-made travel package begins with a conversation. Our travel experts will take the time to understand your interests, preferences, and travel style. Do you prefer a packed itinerary or a more relaxed pace? Are you traveling solo, as a couple, or with family? What are your must-see attractions and experiences?

Once we have a clear understanding of your vision, we'll craft a personalized itinerary that includes accommodations, activities, transportation, and any special experiences you desire. Throughout the planning process, you'll have the opportunity to review and tweak the itinerary until it perfectly matches your expectations.

Why Choose Us?

Our commitment to excellence and passion for travel sets us apart. We pride ourselves on creating unforgettable travel experiences that go beyond the ordinary. Here are a few reasons to choose our tailor-made travel packages:

Experience and Expertise: With years of experience and a network of trusted local partners, we offer unparalleled knowledge and access to unique experiences.

Personal Service: We prioritize your needs and preferences, offering personalized service and support from start to finish.

Value for Money: Our strong relationships with suppliers ensure you receive the best value for your investment.

Traveling to exotic destinations should be an exciting and enriching experience, not a stressful one. With our tailor-made travel packages, you can discover the world's most breathtaking locations with ease and confidence. Whether you're seeking adventure, relaxation, or cultural immersion, our customized itineraries ensure that your journey is as unique as you are. Let us take care of the details so you can focus on making memories that will last a lifetime. Embark on your next adventure with us and discover the magic of tailor-made travel best travel agency in alappuzha

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Planning Your Perfect International Honeymoon Package

The honeymoon – a time to celebrate your love and embark on a new chapter together. While there are countless ways to make this trip special, an international honeymoon package can offer a unique blend of romance, adventure, and stress-free exploration. Here's your guide to planning the perfect international honeymoon package, ensuring an unforgettable start to your happily ever after.

Define Your Dream Honeymoon

Before diving into specific destinations, take some time to envision your ideal honeymoon. Do you crave relaxation on pristine beaches, or are you seeking an adventure-filled exploration of ancient ruins? Are you drawn to vibrant cultural experiences or luxurious pampering? Discuss your preferences with your partner to create a shared vision and ensure your chosen package caters to both your desires.

Consider Your Budget

International honeymoon packages come in a variety of price ranges. Determine your budget upfront and research destinations and packages that align with it. Remember, some packages might seem cheaper initially, but factor in additional costs like meals, drinks, and excursions when making your final decision.

Explore the Enchanting World of Destinations

With the internet at your fingertips, the world is your oyster! Popular honeymoon destinations include:

Classic Romance: Paris, France; Venice, Italy; Santorini, Greece. Beach Bliss: Maldives; Seychelles; Fiji Islands. Adventure Awaits: New Zealand; Iceland; Costa Rica. Cultural Immersion: Morocco; Japan; Thailand.

Embrace the Power of Travel Agencies

Travel agencies specializing in honeymoons can be invaluable partners in planning. They possess extensive knowledge of various destinations and can recommend packages that suit your interests and budget. Additionally, they can handle logistics like flights, accommodation bookings, and visa applications, saving you time and stress.

Tailor-Made for Two: Customize Your Package

Don't settle for a generic package! Many travel agencies offer customization options. Consider adding romantic experiences like private dinners on the beach, couples' spa treatments, or hot air balloon rides for a breathtaking start to your journey.

Honeymoon Must-Haves: Consider These Inclusions

While exploring package options, consider inclusions that enhance your romantic escape.

Look for packages that might include:

Luxury Accommodations: Opt for hotels with stunning views, private balconies, or in-room spa services. Unique Activities: Consider pre-booked excursions tailored to your interests, like wine tastings, sunset cruises, or cooking classes.

Romantic Touches: Look for packages offering honeymoon perks like couples' massages, welcome baskets with champagne, or rose petal turn-down service.

Beyond the Package: Essential Planning Tips

While the package takes care of the essentials, here are some additional tips for a smooth and romantic honeymoon:

Research Visa Requirements: Ensure you have the necessary visas well in advance of your trip.

Pack Smart: Research the weather and cultural norms of your chosen destination to pack appropriately.

Learn a Few Phrases: Learning some basic phrases in the local language can enhance your experience and show respect for the culture.

Unforgettable Memories Await

By planning your international honeymoon package with these tips in mind, you're setting the stage for an unforgettable adventure. From exploring breathtaking landscapes to indulging in romantic experiences, your honeymoon will be a cherished memory for years to come. So, pack your bags, hold your loved one close, and get ready to embark on a journey that celebrates the beginning of your forever.

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What are the Best Honeymoon Destinations in Europe?

Are you looking for the perfect destination to celebrate your love and start your new life together? If yes, then Europe is the place for you. Europe is a continent full of romance, history, culture, and natural beauty. Whether you want to stroll along the charming streets of Paris, cruise along the stunning Amalfi Coast, or watch the sunset over the breathtaking Santorini, Europe has something for every couple.

In this blog, we will share with you some of the best honeymoon destinations in Europe that will make your trip unforgettable. We will also give you some tips on how to plan your dream honeymoon with Yashvi Tours and Travels, the leading travel agency in Gandhinagar, Gujarat, that offers customized packages for domestic and international trips

Best Honeymoon Destinations in Europe

Europe is a diverse and fascinating continent with hundreds of amazing places to visit. However, some of them stand out as the most romantic and ideal for honeymooners. Here are some of our top picks:

Santorini, Greece:

Santorini is one of the most popular and beautiful islands in Greece, and for a good reason. Its whitewashed houses, blue-domed churches, and colorful flowers contrast with the azure Aegean Sea and the volcanic cliffs. Santorini is a paradise for couples who want to enjoy the sun, the sea, and the spectacular views. You can relax on the black, red, or white sandy beaches, explore the ancient ruins of Akrotiri, or visit the charming villages of Oia and Fira. Don’t miss the chance to witness the magical sunset from the caldera, one of the most romantic experiences in the world.

Amalfi Coast, Italy:

The Amalfi Coast is a stretch of coastline in southern Italy that boasts some of the most scenic and picturesque towns in Europe. The Amalfi Coast is a UNESCO World Heritage Site, and it’s easy to see why. The colorful houses, the lemon groves, the rocky cliffs, and the turquoise sea create a stunning landscape that will take your breath away. You can visit the famous towns of Positano, Amalfi, and Ravello, each with its own charm and character. You can also take a boat trip to the glamorous island of Capri, where you can explore the Blue Grotto, a natural cave with a mesmerizing blue light.

Paris, France:

Paris is the ultimate destination for romance, and it’s no wonder that many couples choose it for their honeymoon. Paris is a city of art, culture, fashion, and gastronomy, and it offers endless attractions and activities for lovers. You can admire the iconic Eiffel Tower, the Arc de Triomphe, and the Louvre Museum, or explore the charming neighborhoods of Montmartre, the Latin Quarter, and the Marais. You can also enjoy a cruise along the Seine River, a picnic at the Champ de Mars, or a dinner at a cozy bistro. Paris is a city that will make you fall in love all over again.

Hvar, Croatia:

Hvar is a stunning island in the Adriatic Sea, and one of the best honeymoon destinations in Europe. Hvar is known for its sunny weather, lavender fields, olive groves, and vineyards. Hvar is also a hotspot for nightlife, with many bars, clubs, and restaurants to choose from. You can enjoy the best of both worlds: relaxation and fun. You can lounge on the pristine beaches, swim in the crystal-clear water, or visit the historic town of Hvar, where you can see the medieval fortress, the cathedral, and the main square. You can also take a day trip to the nearby Pakleni Islands, a group of small islands with secluded coves and hidden beaches.

Florence, Italy:

Florence is the birthplace of the Renaissance, and one of the most beautiful and cultural cities in Europe. Florence is a treasure trove of art, architecture, and history, and it will enchant you with its charm and elegance. You can marvel at the magnificent Duomo, the Uffizi Gallery, and the Ponte Vecchio, or stroll along the Arno River and the Piazza della Signoria. You can also enjoy the delicious Tuscan cuisine, the fine wine, and the gelato. Florence is a city that will inspire you and make you feel alive.

How to Plan Your Dream Honeymoon with Yashvi Tours and Travels?

If you are ready to embark on your dream honeymoon to Europe, you need a reliable and experienced travel partner to help you with all the details. That’s where Yashvi Tours and Travels comes in. We are a leading travel agency in Gandhinagar, Gujarat, that offers customized packages for domestic and international trips. We have been in the business for over 8 years, and we have a team of expert agents who will take care of everything for you.

With Yashvi Tours and Travels, you can enjoy the following benefits:

• Customized Packages: We will design a package that suits your preferences, budget, and duration. You can choose the destinations, the hotels, the activities, and the meals that you want. We will also provide you with visa services, air ticket bookings, hotel reservations, and 24×7 customer support.

• Comfort and Adventure: We will make sure that you have a comfortable and hassle-free trip, with all the amenities and facilities that you need. We will also provide you with opportunities to experience the best of Europe, with guided tours, excursions, and adventure activities. You will have the best of both worlds: comfort and adventure.

• Value for Money: We will offer you the best deals and discounts for your trip, without compromising on the quality and service. We will also provide you with flexible payment options and easy cancellation policies. You will get the best value for your money.

So, what are you waiting for? Book your dream honeymoon to Europe today and get ready to discover the world with us. Follow us on Instagram to get the latest updates on our offers, destinations, and testimonials. And don’t forget to tag us in your photos and stories with #yashvitoursandtravels to get featured on our page.

Bonus Tip: Consider the time of year when planning your honeymoon. Europe offers distinct experiences in each season. Spring brings wildflowers and pleasant weather, summer beckons with sunshine and beaches, autumn paints the landscapes in gold, and winter transforms Europe into a wonderland.

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Europe Honeymoon Tour Packages from India: A Romantic Escape with Flybird Tourism

Flybird Tourism has earned a stellar reputation in the travel industry for curating exceptional holiday experiences, especially for honeymooners. Their Europe honeymoon tour packages from India are meticulously crafted to ensure you have the perfect blend of romance, adventure, and relaxation. With Flybird Tourism, you can rest assured that every detail of your honeymoon will be cared for, allowing you to focus on each other and create everlasting memories.

Exquisite Destinations on Offer

Flybird Tourism offers many European destinations to suit different preferences, interests, and budgets. Some of the most popular destinations included in their Europe honeymoon tour packages are:

Paris, France: Known as the "City of Love," Paris exudes romance at every corner. Paris is a dream destination for every newlywed couple, from the iconic Eiffel Tower to charming Montmartre, the Louvre Museum to romantic Seine River cruises.

Santorini, Greece: Famous for its breathtaking sunsets and stunning blue-domed architecture, Santorini is a Greek paradise perfect for honeymooners seeking relaxation, luxury, and romance.

Venice, Italy: Take a gondola ride through the enchanting canals of Venice with your beloved and get lost in the city's old-world charm and timeless beauty.

Vienna, Austria: If you're a couple who appreciates art, music, and history, Vienna's imperial palaces, classical concerts, and vibrant culture will make your honeymoon unforgettable.

Swiss Alps, Switzerland: For adventure-loving couples, the Swiss Alps offer thrilling experiences like skiing, hiking, and cable car rides amid breathtaking mountain vistas.

Barcelona, Spain: Embrace the lively spirit of Barcelona with its vibrant street life, stunning architecture by Gaudi, and beautiful beaches for a perfect blend of culture and relaxation.

Tailor-Made Itineraries

Flybird Tourism understands that every couple is unique, and their preferences for a honeymoon can vary greatly. Hence, they offer customizable itineraries, allowing you to personalize your Europe honeymoon tour package based on your interests and preferences. Whether you want to add more adventure activities, cultural experiences, or leisure time to relax, Flybird Tourism will accommodate your wishes to create a perfect honeymoon.

Hassle-Free Travel

Traveling to Europe from India can involve multiple logistics and documentation requirements. Flybird Tourism handles all the necessary arrangements, including flights, accommodation, local transportation, visa assistance, and travel insurance. This ensures a hassle-free journey, giving you more time to focus on enjoying your honeymoon.

Expert Guidance and Support

Flybird Tourism's team of experienced travel experts is well-versed in European destinations. They will provide valuable guidance and insider tips to maximize your honeymoon trip. Additionally, their local representatives in Europe will be there to assist you should you need any help during your stay.

Conclusion

If you want an unforgettable and magical honeymoon experience in Europe, Flybird Tourism's Europe honeymoon tour packages from India are the ideal choice. With their tailor-made itineraries, expert guidance, and seamless travel arrangements, Flybird Tourism ensures you and your partner have the most romantic and cherished time together. So, get ready to embark on a journey of love and make your honeymoon a fairy-tale come true with Flybird Tourism.

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Luxury Retreats - Photographing the Best Dream Honeymoon Destinations Worldwide

Luxury Retreats - Photographing the Best Dream Honeymoon Destinations Worldwide Introduction: Setting the Stage for the Ultimate Honeymoon Experience After months, if not years, of wedding planning, every couple deserves a romantic escape to celebrate their love in style. A honeymoon is more than just a typical vacation--it's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to create unforgettable memories. Choosing the perfect destination for your honeymoon is crucial to having the ultimate experience. From secluded beaches with turquoise waters to charming European cities with stunning architecture and rich cultures, the world offers endless possibilities. But with so many options to choose from, it can be overwhelming. That's why we've curated a list of the best dream honeymoon destinations worldwide to inspire you and help you plan your perfect getaway. Don't forget to bring along 5 Must-Have Photography Accessories on your honeymoon to capture every moment of your adventure! Why Choose Luxury Retreats for Your Honeymoon? At Luxury Retreats, we know that a honeymoon is more than just a trip--it's a celebration of love. That's why we offer the best selection of luxury villas, beachfront resorts, and private islands to make your dream honeymoon a reality. If you want to capture the wonder of your honeymoon, check out Luxury Escapes: Capturing Life's Wonders for tips and inspiration on photographing your experience. Our experts will work with you to customize every aspect of your trip to your preferences and needs, from transportation to activities and experiences. Book your dream honeymoon destination today through Expedia or Booking.com and get ready to make unforgettable memories with your loved one. Top 5 Dream Honeymoon Destinations: An Overview of the Best of the Best 1. Bora Bora, French Polynesia Bora Bora is a tropical paradise known for its crystal-clear lagoons, overwater bungalows, and white sandy beaches. Couples can enjoy snorkeling, scuba diving, and other water activities. Consider staying at the luxurious Four Seasons Resort Bora Bora for an unforgettable stay. Book your stay at Bora Bora on Expedia. 2. Santorini, Greece Santorini's stunning blue-domed churches, cliffside villages, and gorgeous sunsets make it an ideal honeymoon destination. Stay at the luxurious Canaves Oia Suites for a once-in-a-lifetime experience. Book your stay at Santorini on Booking.com. 3. Maasai Mara, Kenya For an adventurous honeymoon, head to Maasai Mara in Kenya. This wildlife reserve offers the chance to see lions, zebras, and other animals up close. Consider staying at the luxurious Mara Serena Safari Lodge for an unforgettable experience. Book your stay at Maasai Mara on Amazon. 4. Bali, Indonesia Bali offers a unique blend of stunning beaches, lush green landscapes, and rich culture. Couples can enjoy traditional Balinese massages, explore temples, and take in the breathtaking scenery. Stay at the luxurious W Bali - Seminyak for an unforgettable honeymoon. Book your stay at Bali on Expedia. 5. Florence, Italy Florence is a romantic city filled with beautiful art, architecture, and delicious cuisine. Couples can visit museums, take a stroll along the Arno river, and explore the many markets and shops. Stay at the luxurious Portrait Firenze for a truly memorable honeymoon. Book your stay at Florence on Booking.com. Capturing the Magic: Tips and Tricks for Photographing Your Honeymoon 1. Timing is everything When it comes to taking photos on your honeymoon, timing is key. Opt for early mornings or late afternoons, when the light is softer and more flattering. Avoid shooting in harsh midday sun, which can cast unflattering shadows and wash out colors. 2. Play with angles Experiment with different angles to capture the best shots. Try shooting from a low angle for a more dynamic perspective, or from a high angle to showcase the scenery. Don't be afraid to get creative and play around with perspective. 3. Include people and local culture Your honeymoon is a time for romance and relaxation, but don't forget to include the people and culture of your destination in your photos. Photograph locals, street scenes, and cultural landmarks to help tell the story of your trip. 4. Invest in quality gear Investing in quality camera gear can make a big difference in the quality of your photos. Consider purchasing a mirrorless or DSLR camera for better control over settings and higher image quality. Check out the latest camera models on Amazon. 5. Edit your photos Editing your photos can take your images from good to great. Use a photo editing software like Lightroom or Photoshop to adjust brightness, contrast, and saturation. Check out Lightroom presets on Booking.com. With these tips and tricks, you can capture the magic of your dream honeymoon destination in stunning photos. 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Remember, the key to planning the perfect honeymoon is to prioritize your wants and needs as a couple and to enjoy every moment of your ultimate luxury experience. Making Memories: Unique Experiences to Make Your Honeymoon Unforgettable Your honeymoon is a once-in-a-lifetime experience, and you want to make sure it's unforgettable. Here are a few unforgettable honeymoon experiences worth exploring: 1. Stay in an Overwater Bungalow in Bora Bora Imagine waking up to crystal clear turquoise waters right outside your bedroom window. That's exactly what you get when you stay in an overwater bungalow in Bora Bora. Book your accommodation with Bookings to witness the spectacular beauty of this exotic island paradise and make memories that will last a lifetime. 2. Take a Private Helicopter Tour of Maui, Hawaii Hawaii is a land of stunning natural beauty, and there's no better way to experience it than from above. 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13084 shares Share Tweet Last Updated on 2nd March 2023 by Sophie Nadeau Often I am asked by family and friends (and occasionally via Instagram) how I have so many photos of myself solo considering how often I travel alone. Whether it’s day trips or longer stints, I often like to have a few keepsakes in the form of photos; I am part of generation selfie, after all! Here are some ideas for taking photos of yourself as a solo traveller:Ready to embark on your first trip alone? Here’s how to start planning your first solo trip and how to dine out alone as a solo traveller.ContentsWays to take photos of yourself when you’re travelling alone #1 Ask strangers to take photos of you #2 Only take pictures of your hands/ feet #3 Purchase that selfie Stick! #4 Ask friends and family #5 Go old school and use a tripod #6 Be creative and use mirrors and other reflective surfaces #7 Include no people at all! How to take photos with no one else in them Head out earlier in the day Choose your angles wisely Cropping is key! My camera equipment for solo female travel photography Enjoyed reading this guide to Taking Photos of Yourself as a Solo Traveller? Pin it now, read it again later: Ways to take photos of yourself when you’re travelling alone#1 Ask strangers to take photos of youEver heard the saying ‘don’t ask and you won’t get’? Well, there’s absolutely nothing wrong with asking someone to take a photo of you and it’s a great way to force yourself out of your comfort zone. In fact, asking strangers to take your photo is also a great way to strike up a conversation and even make new friends in the process.When I was in Italy, I ended up going for ice cream with someone I had only asked to take my photo! Considering that I still struggle to use my camera six months after purchasing it, I always always always set the camera to auto before handing it over to someone else to make it easier to just point and click.If I want a more complicated photo, then I often ask people who are carrying their own cameras and give them an idea of how I’d like the picture to be framed. I don’t ask for too much though… they are doing me a favour, after all!#2 Only take pictures of your hands/ feetSometimes I like to have my left hand (my right hand is always holding the camera- obviously) in the frame, holding a keepsake or instax photo. Other times, if I want to add something a little more vintage, I’ll include a vintage postcard in the snap.If none of these things work, then I might dip my feet in the water, or, in the case of the photo below, rest my feet on the grass. This way, photos still have a ‘human touch’ to them without feeling too staged!#3 Purchase that selfie Stick!Yes, I am a proud owner of a selfie stick. So sue me. I’m a proud perpetrator of the trend that is here to stay. So prolific is the use of this annoyance that signs have been put up in various monuments around Paris asking people not to use them (to avoid selfie-stick related injuries).#4 Ask friends and familyOf all the ways of taking photos of yourself as a solo traveller, this is probably the least expected. However, I don’t always travel on my own and I’m sure you don’t either!In fact, some of my favourite travel memories have been when I’ve been able to share them with friends and family. The picture below was taken by my cousin on a recent trip to Versailles.#5 Go old school and use a tripod‘How vintage’ I hear you say. Everyone has heard the expression ‘if you want something done, do it yourself’ and taking photos of yourself as a solo traveller is no exception!Because, if you want a photo exactly to your specifications; dimension, focus, ISO etc. etc, asking anyone else is not going to cut it. When you have a vision in mind for your photo, returning to the original method for taking selfies is the only way to go!My camera has a smartphone app where I can control my camera remotely from my smartphone. This has proved SUPER useful in situations where I want to be in the frame.My favourite thing about using a tripod is that you can get really creative. For this shot, I set the camera to a six-second shutter speed and then stood reaaaalllly still in front of the carousel!#6 Be creative and use mirrors and other reflective surfacesGet creative; some of my favourite shots have been in puddles, convex mirrors etc. This vintage mirror in the Louvre provided the perfect opportunity for some selfie fun.#7 Include no people at all!When you’re taking photos, you don’t always have to include someone in the frame. Just because you’re taking photos of yourself as a solo traveller, doesn’t mean you always have to be in the shot! Although I often like to have someone in the photo to frame the shot/ have photos of myself travelling, sometimes having no one in the shot makes for the best photograph.How to take photos with no one else in themAnother gripe of many budding photographers is that they’ll often find their photos to be full of other people! Obviously if you want photos of yourself, you don’t want too many other people in the backdrop of your shot. Luckily, there are a number of tips and tricks you can implement to avoid getting too many people in the frame.Head out earlier in the dayHeading out earlier in the day is an easy way to ensure that you’ll be able to capture your photo with fewer people. This is especially the case in more popular destinations. For example, I’ve said it before and no doubt I’ll say it again: if you want to see golden hour in Paris, then you simply must make sure to visit Trocadero in the morning as opposed to during the evening!Choose your angles wiselyYet another expert tip for taking photos with fewer people in them is to simply choose your angles better. Avoid getting busy walkways and instead try and include more sky and fewer roads. You could also consider adjusting the frame so that there is more sky in the photo!Cropping is key!Similarly to choosing your angles wisely, another key element for ensuring less people in your solo travel photos is to crop the photo. For example, if there’s someone just at the edge of the frame, then you can easily crop it so that there’s no one left!My camera equipment for solo female travel photographySony A6000: I’ve been using the Sony A6000 for just over three years now. It’s the first camera I’ve ever bought and I’ve been more than impressed with its versatility. As it’s a compact mirrorless camera, it affords the same quality of photos as a traditional full-frame camera without the weight of having all of those mirrors. Perfect for someone who’s always travelling alone!16-70 mm Vario-Tessar Lens: While the kit lens the Sony A6000 comes with is a great beginners lens, it doesn’t have the same quality or sharpness around the edges that you may well want in the future. And while hte 16-70 mm is a little on the pricey side, its clarity more than makes up for the cost.DJI Spark: For those wishing to capture more unusual photos, I highly recommend investing in a drone. I bought my DJI Spark in a sale a little while ago, and while I’m still learning how to manoeuvre it correctly, it’s provided me with some beautiful aerial footage thus far!Instax mini 9: If you’re looking for a more permanent and physical way to capture all of those photographs, I highly recommend purchasing an Instax Camera. Pretty and cute, the photos that come out of this vintage looking camera are perfect for your desk wall, or simply as a keepsake in your purse!Enjoyed reading this guide to Taking Photos of Yourself as a Solo Traveller? Pin it now, read it again later:Sophie Nadeau loves dogs, books, travel, pizza, and history. A fan of all things France related, she runs solosophie.com when she’s not chasing after the next sunset shot or consuming something sweet. She currently splits her time between Paris and London. Subscribe to Sophie’s YouTube Channel. 13084 shares Share Tweet

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Tucker snorted a little at the other's comments about their honeymoon. Really, though, he had all faith in Lance to be able to do it. He wasn't sure how as fiscal responsibility wasn't exactly his forte, but he would leave all that thinking for the other male to do. If that was up to him, they'd both be screwed and he wasn't ashamed to admit that. Sometimes, knowing and accepting your weaknesses was the strong thing to do and Tucker tried to be better about that.

"Careful." Tucker giggled in between lapping around his sphere of ice cream once more. "I might actually hold you to that. And--ugh--if you take me out to Greece in one of those fancy Airbnbs." He rolled his eyes to the back of his head as if in ecstasy, "I'd just let you do whatever you want to me. I can be your little bitch boy after that." Not that he wouldn't do anything for Lance anyways, but if there was ever a chance to start planting seeds for the future now was that time. "Where would you want to go for our honeymoon?" He asked, curiosity taking over.

He went for his ice cream once more, though this time being a little too overzealous and getting some on the tip of his nose. He went a little crosseyed as he looked at the melting goop, shutting his eyes hard and opening them again as if to reset them. "Ah shoot, can you pass the napkin?" He asked, looking at the other expectantly.

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Tucker held his grin as he whipped out his card to pay for his and Lance’s ice cream. With a tap of his card, he completed the transaction, tucking the metal card back into his wallet. He reached forward, accepting both orders of ice cream from their cashier. “Order of chocolate-strawberry swirl for Lance.” He joked as he handed the other his ice cream. He walked over to a table, sitting down as he wasted no time to lick his ice cream cone. One of the worst mistakes anyone could make is to wait too long with a waffle cone, after all. He wasn’t planning on running the risk of the cone melting in his hand and getting ice cream all over himself. His tongue pressed flat against the cool sphere, letting out a soft moan as he swallowed thick globs of the minty cream. “To answer your question. No buttering up.” He offered the other a smile, staring directly into his eyes to show that he was serious about this next part. “We’ve known each other since we were kids. I love you and I want to be able to give you some well deserved compliments too.” He answered before pressing his tongue back against his ice cream. “Should we just do that thing where if we’re both not married by 40 we’ll just marry each other?” He asked with a pout as if in an effort to try and convince the other.d

The two of them got their ice cream and Lance sat down at the table, opposite his best friend. When you've been friends for as long as these two have, there's just a different kind of bond formed between them. It wasn't something that needed or wanted to be explained. It just was what it was. Neither of them was complaining about it, clearly. They were more than happy o enjoy each other's company and live their lives.

Unlike Tucker, Lance got his ice cream in a bowl. When you order two scoops, you just have to get a bowl. That's one of the hard and fast rules he had to learn the rough way. He loved a good waffle cone but there was just not enough cone to match the cream ratio.

He took his spoon and dug in, looking over at the other as he spoke. "I love you too, man. 1000%." He couldn't see life without Tucker in it. He was glad they were put in a mini-group project in grade school all those years ago. Without that, they probably never would've crossed paths. "Oh, yeah, definitely. I plan to be super rich by then and we can go on the honeymoon of our lives."

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Sweet as Honey(moon)

A/N: Okayyy let’s escape away to Greece for some sexin, shall we? Just as a reminder these are all part of my little SHAPE OF YOU AU

The Prompt: The Honeymoon 😈

Requested by: loveliest of lovelies @dawnsutopia

Pairing: Marc x afab!reader, Steven x afab!reader and Jake x afab!reader, Reader is married to the system

Word Count: 9.4k (back to my self-indulgent waysss)

Spice-o-meter: 🌶🌶🌶🌶, Rated Tre Explicit, Minors DNI

CW/TW: This is a...how you say...a fook-est? I mean our couple is on their honeymoon after all. We have fingering (f receiving), indecent things with Marc’s wedding bad, oral sex (f and m receiving), p in v sex, anal sex, pool sex, nipple play, lingerie, the boys being co-conscious during sex, dirty talk, spanking, nipple play, a brief mention of “dumbification” (which this fandom taught me about btw so 😳), light spanking, mucho aftercare, teasing, exhibitionism though it’s not specified if anyone sees or hears them, squirting, multiple orgasms, and fluff!

“On behalf of all of us, welcome to Mykonos,” the polite-to-a-fault receptionist said as he activated your keycards, “and congratulations on your nuptials, Mr. and Mrs. Spector.” 

You grinned so widely at the use of your new surname your face could split in half. Despite a turbulent four hour flight from London and being hungover as shit, you were deliriously happy, leaning into Marc’s side —your husband’s side— while you checked into the resort where you’d be spending the next ten days on your honeymoon. 

You two had kept the wedding on the smaller side. The ceremony itself had been incredibly private and intimate, just you, your boys, your parents and a trusted rabbi at a local synagogue. This was so that you could exchange vows with Marc, Steven and Jake each individually. Afterwards, you’d booked the Gallery Room at the ever-so-posh Bluebird in Chelsea to host a reception for forty friends and extended family. 

The more subdued – though still somehow overwhelming to plan – wedding meant that you and your husband could splash out on the honeymoon, which is exactly what you’d done with the resort you’d booked here in Greece. The stunning beauty of the island didn’t hit you until you were being escorted to your room and could take in the stark white walls, ancient stone, clear blue sky, and even clearer, bluer water for yourself. 

Your suite echoed the landscape, eschewing any color or even decor on the walls for crisp white plaster and massive windows that framed picturesque views of the ocean. Everything from the furniture to the linens were warm neutrals and earth hewn materials. The focal point of the space was no doubt the sliders flung wide open led to an ample balcony that boasted a plush daybed and a small private pool. It was a dream come to life as far as you were concerned. 

The bellboy unloaded your luggage and after he left with a tip, you and Marc launched yourself at each other. He tackled you back onto the large plush bed. 

“This is insane,” you managed to pant in between kisses, “it’s even more beautiful here than I thought it’d be.” 

“Good,” Marc grunted, stripping out of his t-shirt and swiftly moving to discard his joggers as well. He was getting right to it then. 

Last night seemed to whiz by in a blur of laughter, alcohol, dancing, and toasts to the happy couple. Unlike the romance novels you’d read as an adolescent, your wedding night was not the raucous night of passion that had graced the pages you’d secretly devoured. You and your husband were exhausted. Though between the three of them, Jake was able to get it up and indulge in some soft, sleepy, tipsy sex in missionary before the pair of you conked out. 

It felt as if you’d only closed your eyes for a few minutes when the car service woke you with their courtesy call to inform you that they were outside, and you both napped on the plane. Now however, it seemed that Marc was rearing to go. 

He rid you of the tacky, but incredibly comfy, bride-themed matching sweats your uni friends had gotten for your hen do as a gag gift and you couldn’t help but giggle while you rolled around together on top of the bed. 

“Mr. and Mrs. Spector,” you echoed breathily while Marc nibbled on your ear, grinding his already rock hard erection into your bare leg. 

“Has a nice to ring it,” he murmured. Layla hadn’t taken his name when they had wed. It didn’t bother Marc, more and more women were choosing not to, and she had her own reasons for keeping her maiden name. But the fact that you’d wanted to, that you were happy to become a Spector despite all the baggage that name held, made Marc’s heart soar.

“Mmmmhmm,” you agreed. “A good thing since we’ll be using it for quite a while.” 

“Forever,” your husband specified, parting your folds with his fingers. 

Your eyes were drawn to the platinum band that now encircled his left ring finger. “Forever.” 

Marc caught you watching him and a wicked idea formed in his mind. Steven raised the concern if it was sanitary, yet Jake quickly overruled him and told Marc to do it anyway. Those two truly felt like the trope of the devil and angel on his shoulder sometimes. 

Instead of easing his index or middle finger inside of you to begin prepping you for his dick, Marc penetrated you with his ring finger. You gasped at the audacious move, letting out a little yelp when you felt the precious metal of the ring breach your entrance, warm from Marc’s skin but still cooler than the heat of your cunt. 

Marc’s dark eyes gazed up at you from those ridiculously long eyelashes of his. “That feel good?”

“Yeah,” came your breathless reply. The both of you stared mesmerized as his finger plunged in and out of your pussy, enthralled with how Marc’s wedding band would disappear and re-emerge from your cunt. 

Soon your sounds indicated to Marc that you needed more, and he was all too happy to comply. His middle finger joined the other digit, making sure you were stretched enough to take his cock, which currently was so hard he likely could cut glass at this point. 

Your husband tugged on your hips, positioning your bum on the edge of bed to lock your legs around him. He took his cock in hand and entered you in a smooth shove of his pelvis. You both moaned at the feeling of becoming one, as if it had been weeks since you’d been together like this and not a matter of hours. 

Marc was eager, you could tell from the way he jackrabbited his hips into you. It was the kind of rough fucking that emptied your mind of everything but the stretch of your tight channel around his considerable girth. You were all too happy to succumb to it, you were in Greece, the wedding was over, and all of your responsibilities were thousands of miles away in London. 

His hand found your clit quickly and rubbed the bud with harsh strokes. You gasped and dug your heels into the bottom of his back to pull him closer. 

“Not going to last long,” Marc revealed while he hammered you, “wanted you since we woke up.”

“That’s okay honey,” you soothed him. After all, you’d gotten some last night. A little shiver ran through through you when you realized this was the first time you and Marc were having sex a married couple. Marc Spector, the man who was so convinced he was unworthy of happiness and did everything he could to push you away, was now making love to you on your honeymoon. 

He dropped down lower, his hands covering your breasts, which sent another, more prominent shiver through you as Marc chased his release. The movement of his hips switched, his thrusts became grinds, which allowed your clit to receive some stimulation too.

You studied Marc’s face fondly, enjoying the view of his Adam's apple as it bobbed, the short black hair that was beginning to curl from the sweat gathering at his hairline, and of course, that face, so handsome and contorted in pleasure, only made more beautiful when he spurted his hot seed inside of you. 

After he came down, Marc fell onto his forearms to nuzzle your face with his. 

“Hi,” he whispered, peppering your face with kisses. You giggled and squirmed at the attention. 

He gently took his cock from your pussy, then knelt before your slit at the side of the bed. 

“Hun…”

Marc knew that tone of voice of yours, it was the inflection you used when you told him “not to worry about it”. He cursed all the men that’d allowed you to think that your pleasure wasn’t as, if not more important, than his. Marc bit the inside of your thigh playfully to stop you. “Hey, I’m fulfilling my husbandly duties here, okay?”

You surrendered with a shy little grin. He knew tossing a reference to your newly minted marriage would end your protests. Marc got to work, licking a stripe up your folds to taste the two of you before sucking on your clit and inserted two fingers into you to stimulate your g-spot. Whines and shaking legs soon followed as you came on Marc’s thick digits. 

Before he could rise fully to grab a cloth for you, you grabbed his wrist and sucked his ring finger into your warm, wet mouth, fellating the band with your tongue. Its metallic taste was new to you and honestly, rather unpleasant, but the way Marc looked at you while you did it was well worth it. 

“Fuck baby,” he groaned once you released him. He stood up and ran a hand through his hair sheepishly, “I really pounced on you just now, didn’t I?”

You sat up too. “No complaints here.” 

Marc drew you up to standing to kiss you and the both of you tended to yourselves in the bathroom. You took turns relieving yourselves and Marc splashed water on his face. You emerged from the little stall for the toilet with a request. “We should cool off in the pool.”

Your husband cocked a brow. “Bathing suits optional, I’m assuming?” 

“What’s the point of having a private pool if you’re not going to skinny dip?” 

“And people think I only married you for your beauty,” he joked. 

This had to be heaven, you concluded. You and Marc floated in the pool together for a little while, both made speechless by the beauty of the Aegean before you, then toweled off and dozed in the shade together on the daybed. 

When you roused, you automatically pecked the dip that ran between your husband’s pecs, just under his chain with the star of David. When your eyes met, you could tell by the softness in them and the little quirk of his lips that it was Steven gazing back at you. 

“Well hello Mrs. Grant,” he murmured. Though technically on paper you’d taken the surname Spector, you planned to use Mrs. Grant and Mrs. Lockley respectively when the other boys fronted. 

“Hello yourself Doctor Grant,” you beamed back. “Happy honeymoon.”

“Happy honeymoon indeed,” he concurred, “This is the ideal way to wake up, I think…naked, you in my arms, and with ocean views.” 

“I can’t help but agree. Come back in the pool with me.” 

Steven followed you, both of you luxuriating in the cooling water. Even though it was pretty big for an in-room pool, you two refused to spread out. Steven held you into his arms once again, so close to one another you could distinguish each and every droplet of water that clung to his neck, collarbones, and face. 

Your lips drifted together in a liplock that quickly escalated and deepened. Steven’s large hands cupped your ass, giving it a squeeze, lifting you to walk to the edge of the pool. He parted your legs while you procured a towel to sit on. 

You continued to trade deep, passionate kisses while Steven stood still half-submerged in the water between your thighs, the sun warming your skin as you got lost in each other. His lips drifted down to your neck and clavicle, and his fingers found your core. He began with gentle touches and strokes between your folds, inserting a finger to feel your wetness and the remnants of his alter’s cum. 

“Baby,” you gasped when his thumb pressed into your clit. 

“What do you want, darling?” He rasped. 

“Your mouth,” you told him without hesitation, “then fuck me Steven.” 

He deferred, musing as he descended to your cunt, “We do have to consummate our marriage after all.”

Your clever response was eclipsed by a whimper when Steven began to eat you out. Still sensitive from your lovemaking with Marc from earlier, each lick and swirl of Steven’s tongue had you feeling like a live wire. His mouth had you just on the other side of too much, your husband working his signature magic on your twitching cunt while you leant back on your hands. 

“You taste so good,” Steven panted as he briefly pulled away for air. “Could eat this pussy forever Mrs. Grant.” 

“Please do,” you exhaled, only half-joking. 

He chuckled lowly, returning to your core, his tongue dancing on your clit and pushing into your hole. His nose was pressed perfectly into clit while he tongue-fucked you, so perfectly that you found your orgasm blindsiding you, suddenly snapping in your groin and flooding you with bliss.

When your eyelids at last fluttered open, your climax subsided, Steven gazed at you with adoration. “You’re so bloody gorgeous.” 

There was nowhere to hide your blush given that you were stark naked sitting on the poolside tile. “You’re so bloody good at that. Let me take care of you, I bet that big dick is just aching for me, isn’t it?”  

Steven agreed by pulling you back in the water, hooking his elbows into the bends of your knees and pressing your back into the wall of the pool. You took a hold of his erection, velvet-covered steel in your hand, and guided your husband inside of you below the water’s surface. Steven groaned when he entered you, and scooted you up the length of the wall so your back arched against the side of the pool. Your head rested on the towel, the position exposing your breasts to the warm air, allowing Steven to tongue your nipples as he pushed inside of you. 

The way Steven made love to you couldn’t be more different than how Marc had. Steven was slow, languid, and worshipful feeding his member into your cunt. Even though he was splitting you apart on his fat cock and filled his mouth with your tits, it didn’t feel like you could get close enough. You dug your fingertips, still sporting your wedding manicure, into the tile on either side of your bodies in an attempt to anchor yourself. The universe shrank to just you and your husband, the feel of him — so hot and hard inside of you — and the small rectangle of water you were fucking in. 

Steven angled his hips so the head of cock could brush against your g-spot and rub his pelvis against your clit. The combination was devastating but he entreated you, “Go on, love, can you give me one more? Know you can do it….wanna see your pretty face while you come.” 

You’d had three orgasms in the last twenty-four hours, but Steven was ruthless in the most tender way possible, cooing into your ear and coaxing yet another release from your quaking, over-stimulated body. The spasming of your pussy around him resulted in his hips picking up pace and frantically suckling on a nipple while his climax crashed over him. 

“Wow,” he marveled after you separated. 

“That about sums it up,” you giggled, dunking under the water to re-wet your hair, “and to think we have ten days just for us.” 

***

The pair of you eventually did unpack and leave your room. You’d never had so much space in your suitcase before, since the majority of what you’d brought were swimsuits, skimpy lingerie and a few sundresses for meals and sightseeing. 

You put what you packed to use the next evening when you and your husband went to dinner in town. The night began in a breezy, white satin slip dress. Jake held your hand as you two strolled back to the resort, both of you giddy, inebriated from the wine at dinner and each other’s presence. 

Jake began humming some Spanish song you didn’t recognize, twirling you and pulling you under his arm as you navigated the uneven but mostly empty streets of the neighborhood. Marc and Steven were shy about it, but they had a great voice, and you soaked up every moment Jake would sing with unfettered delight. 

He ducked down to kiss you, whispering “Eres mi reina” when you broke apart. 

“Te amo,” you sighed back. 

Jake re-captured your lips, and next thing you knew, your back was against the side of a building as he attacked your mouth. It took a Herculean amount of self-control to withdraw your lips from his, but you had to or else you’d start fucking in the middle of the street. While you two shared a fondness for a bit of exhibitionism, that wasn’t exactly the vibe you were trying to achieve on your honeymoon. “Papi, let’s go inside.”

Your husband ignored you, his hands creeping down to your ass and kissing below your ear. 

“I’ll make it worth your while…”

That got his attention. Dark eyes glittered in the street lamplight as they searched yours.  “How?” 

“Guess you’ll just have to see,” you teased. 

From there on, Jake followed you back to your suite like a puppy. Once you’d returned to the privacy of your room, you pushed Jake back on the bed and ordered him to wait, then disappeared into the bathroom to change out of the dress and into a white bustier and panty set that managed to be lacy, sheer, strappy and somewhat tasteful all at once. 

You remerged and Jake instantly muttered a “Joder” at the sight of you. 

You did a little spin for him to get the full view. “Te gusta? Piensas que yo miro linda?”

“No, eres linda, pero ahora ves tan sexy,” he corrected you in a growl. “Ven aquí.”

“Come get me,” you challenged him. 

Jake leapt to his feet and chased you around the suite. You evaded him in a fit of giggles, but you were no match for your ex-military, ex-superhero husband. He circled his arms around your waist, lifted you from the ground, and tossed you onto the bed in one swift move. 

“Naughty,” he rumbled, caging you between his meaty thighs and while he rid himself of his shirt, then moved to unbutton and unzip his linen trousers to free his raging erection. Once he’d taken them off, plus palmed himself to take some of the edge off, he began exploring your body with his hands. 

“This is too pretty to rip off of you,” he mused, tracing the waistband of your tiny thong. But Marc’s voice had said it. 

“Oh, hi babe,” you greeted him, a little startled. 

He kissed you hello, grinding against your cloth-covered core, “Hi baby.” 

As much as you enjoyed the feel of his length against your soaked panties, you had to ask, “Everything ok with Jake?” 

“Yeah, we just thought we’d maybe try being co-conscious tonight, if that’s ok? Be a little more fast and loose with the switches?” 

Now there was an idea. In the past, one of the boys may have fronted momentarily while you were intimate with another, you’d never had sex with them fully co-conscious, to your knowledge at least.

“Okay,” you consented. “Just don’t get cross with me if I accidentally call someone by the wrong name.” 

Marc fixed you with a warm, lopsided smile, “We’ll take it easy on you…to start.” 

“Good,” you pulled him into another kiss. When you two broke apart, Steven was grinning down at you. 

“Now this is just darling,” he mused, tugging the cups of your bustier down to free your breasts. He wasted no time attaching his skilled mouth to your left nipple to lavish his attention on your sensitive peak.

You mewled, eyes screwed shut, and your hand shot down to Steven’s boxer-briefs to grope him through the fabric. 

Steven switched nipples with a rumble in his chest and once you were face to face again, Jake asked you “Will you suck Papi’s cock in your pretty outfit?” 

“Por supuesto Papi.”

You flipped over, reorienting yourselves so Jake was on his back and you were straddling his legs. You discarded his boxers and did your best to make a show of lapping at his tip, mouthing at the head and using your tongue to play with it. 

“Joder si, nena,” Jake heaved, trying to keep from bucking into your mouth without warning. “Just like that.” 

You worked your mouth down on his length, and you spotted who you thought was Steven craning his neck to watch you swallow his dick down your throat with your tits still out. “Bloody hell.”

You chuckled around his erection, the vibrations sending a shiver through Steven’s spine. Or wait, was that a Marc sound? 

“Don’t stop,” Jake urged you. You obeyed happily, licking the circumference of his cock to wet it, then wrapping your palm around the appendage to stroke what couldn’t fit in your mouth while you went to town on him. 

You could tell your boys were close by the way their right leg twitched, but before could take them into the home stretch, a hand pulled you off their cock by your hair. 

“Jake doesn’t get to come just like that,” Marc growled, wrapping his own hand around the base of his manhood to stave off his orgasm. 

“Fuck you,” Jake vollied quickly before Marc reclaimed the body and eased with you a kiss. “Hands and knees, baby.” 

You obeyed, wiggling your ass a bit for effect, and whimpered when you felt a palm slap across your right cheek. That was Jake for sure. The drenched crotch of your thong was pushed to the side, then you felt the head of your husband’s cock circle your soaking entrance a few times before it began to breach you, which was a Steven move. 

Your husband set a steady pace and confirmed your guess as to who was fronting when Steven raved, “Oh, I see why they like this position…such a lovely view.” 

“It’s good isn’t it?” Marc chimed in, increasing the pace of his thrusts some. “First time I fucked you we did it like this, remember baby?” 

“Ye-uh…uh-huh,” you could barely formulate words at this point. The idea of your husbands teaming up to fuck you in a slutty little matching lingerie set was melting your brain. 

“She takes it so well,” Jake added. His hand pressed in between your shoulder blades and you yielded so that your face and chest were resting on the bed, ass higher in the air. 

“Ugh that’s it,” Marc groaned, landing another slap across your rear. 

“Doing so well for us, love,” he praised. It was Steven obviously. “You alright?” 

You stuttered out a “yes” and began pushing your hips back against his groin as much as you could to drive your point home. 

When Jake said “Hmmm, si nena, let us feel that little cunt clench around our cock,” you couldn’t resist anymore, you had to touch yourself. 

Jake spotted it right away and spanked you again, “Did I say you could play yourself?”

“Por favor Papi,” you begged. You were beyond dignity at this point, all you could think about was coming. “I need it.”

“Let her Jake,” Steven argued, rubbing the imprint his alter’s hand left to soothe your skin, “she got all dressed up for us.” 

“Plus it’s hot as fuck to watch her work her little bud,” Marc pointed out. 

“Bien, bien,” Jake let it go. 

“Who do you want to make you come?” Steven asked, his hips never faltering as he continued to impale you with the fat member you craved.  

“I…um…uh…”

“Aw look Steven, we made her all cockdumb,” Marc cooed at you. 

Your current position prevented you from sending a dirty look at your husband. He wasn’t exactly wrong though.  

“I got her,” Jake volunteered. A moment later, a wet thumb circled your asshole and edged ever so slightly in. The extra stimulation, combined with your fingers frantically rubbing your clit, caused you to come with a high whine. You bore down on your husband’s big dick as the pleasure wracked you, so profound it was almost painful. 

Your husband held your hips steady as you drifted down from your orgasm and he sought his own release. You reflexively tightened around his spent cock when you felt the ribbons of his seed empty inside of you. 

You rolled over, lying on the bed sideways to look at them. Marc gazed back at you, examining your face with concern to make sure they hadn’t gone too hard on you, you presumed. Speech hadn’t returned to you just yet, so you sent him a toothy, satisfied smile instead. 

“You okay baby?” He asked. You nodded, allowing him to slide off your panties. 

Steven cut in quickly to follow up, “You need anything for your bum?” 

“I think I’m okay, hun, but thank you,” you assured him. He turned you around to take off your bustier for you as well. 

“‘Course,” he replied instantly, slowly standing to walk bow-legged to the bathroom and wipe his cum off of you. “They got a little carried away at the end there.” 

“Did not” you heard Jake snipe back.  

They reappeared with Marc’s stern expression on their features. “You sure you’re okay? Obviously we loved it, but….“

Jake butted in to finish his question, “Did you like it, nena?” 

“Yes,” your tone didn’t leave any room for doubt. Now a little more recovered from your orgasm, you could string together a sentence. “I loved it, it was just intense, and it was our first time being intimate like that.”

“We’re a bit full on, aren’t we?” Steven asked with wry self-deprecation, tossing the used flannel off to the side of the room and getting under the covers. 

“I love it,” you said once again, settling into his arms, “I married you after all.”

“Good,” Steven murmured. “You didn’t happen to bring more lingerie like that, did you?” 

***

Though the benefits to having a private pool were many…mainly that you and your husband could have pool sex whenever the mood struck, you did make it to the beach. It’d be a sin not to, and the image of Marc emerging form the ocean was one you’d lock in your mind until you died. 

He was dripping wet head to toe, dark hair slicked back with water, his trunks clinging to those muscular thighs that drove you wild, and his golden skin had darkened a shade from the sun. Though you knew your husband had once been entangled with an Egyptian deity, you couldn’t help but think that Marc would be quite at home in the Greek pantheon too, with a body and face like that. 

“Hey! You gotta get in,” he ran a hand through his hair, “It’s like bathwater.” 

“I think you’re the most handsome man I’ve ever seen,” you blurted out. 

Marc shot you a wide, unguarded grin. “I already married you, you don’t need to keep flattering me anymore.”

“Shut up,” you tossed at him fondly. 

Marc lowered his still dripping body on top of you. You tried to wiggle away from him but Marc locked you in his grasp and attacked you with kisses all over your face, “I think that I’ve never seen a more beautiful woman with a more generous heart. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

“Marc,” your voice was thick with tears. It was one thing for Marc to be so playful with you, then add in such loving sentiments expressed to you so openly? You couldn’t help but get verklempt. Your husband had come such a long way - partly thanks to the work he did on his own, with his therapist, and of course you two refusing to give up on each other. 

“Baby, don’t cry!” He cajoled. 

“I’m not, I’m sweaty,” you joked. 

“Okay, then I was sweating at the temple,” Marc bantered back, referring to your wedding ceremony. “Will you please come swim with me? The most handsome man you’ve ever seen?” 

You shoved playfully Marc and got up to head to the water, “I give you one compliment…” 

***

Kate, one of your friends from work, had gifted you a couples massage at the resort for your wedding present. You weren’t sure how the boys decided which one would front for it, but when it was time to leave for the appointment, Jake was the one accompanying you. 

It was heavenly to have all of the wedding and travel stress massaged from your muscles, and no one was more deserving of rest & relaxation than your husband. Their body worked three jobs, plus there had been much strategizing and occasional hair-pulling for Marc and Jake about leaving things with their respective jobs in a place so that they wouldn’t come back from Greece to dumpster fires. Steven was mercifully on summer holiday, so his job was slow anyway. 

The pair of you left your joint session as pliable noodle-people. Jake took your hand as you ambled back to your suite. 

“I’m going to give Kate the biggest thank you,” you vowed. 

He seconded you with a content hum and opened the door to your room. 

“I’m going to take a shower, get all of this oil off of me,” you announced, padding into the bathroom, “honey, what did you do with my shampoo?” 

You routed around in his toiletries bag, thinking you’d found it, but what you produced was definitely not your stolen shampoo. 

Jake had followed you in and when he saw that you were holding the bottle of lube he brought, it was one of the very few times you’d ever seen him blush. You had no trouble getting wet, and you hadn’t brought any toys on vacation either, so what had he brought lube for…oh. 

All he’d wanted for the past few “special occasions” you two had shared (Hannukah, your anniversary, Daylights Savings Time) was anal sex. You weren’t opposed to the idea, but had required a gradual approach to it. To his credit, Jake had been wonderfully patient, and you’d become comfortable with a few of his thick fingers in your ass. 

Jake immediately began to backtrack, “I only brought it in case you wanted to—“

“It’s okay,” you assured him. “I mean I’m open to it, when in Greece on your honeymoon, right? 

Jake looked at you with barely contained eagerness. “Bueno, cuando quieres hacerlo?”

He knew that if he wanted a piece of your ass, he had to ask in advance. You were a lady and you had a certain mystique you had to maintain, not to mention preparation you needed to undergo. But, given that you were already pretty relaxed and going to shower anyway, now seemed as good a time as any. 

“No time like the present,” you suggested. 

“Wait, really?!” Jake reacted similarly to a little boy who’d been given his first bike. 

You couldn’t help but chuckle fondly at his response. “Yeah, I’m all loosened up after the massage and I’ll make this shower a thorough one. So while I do, vamos and make things extra romantic in the bedroom.” 

“Si Señora Lockley,” he basically road-runnered out of the bathroom. 

Jake took your task to heart – when you entered the bedroom, hair damp, lube in hand, towel wrapped around you — candles had been lit, music was playing softly, and he had even managed to get a bottle of champagne up to the room while you’d washed up. 

“Not bad Lockley,” you said after surveying the room. You tossed him the lube. “Not bad at all.”

He shot you a grin that was akin to a wolf who just caught sight of a rabbit. Jake gestured to the champagne, “Shall we? Loosen you up un poquito mas?” 

“Por favor,” you assented. You weren’t sure exactly what made the popping of a champagne bottle so sexual, but a little thrill zinged through you when your husband ejected the cork from its glass neck. 

“Cheers,” you thanked him when he handed you a flute, raising it to toast, “To…new beginnings.” 

Jake mimicked your movement, “A tí, mi amor.”

Your glasses clinked and the fizzy alcohol rushed down your throat. Jake's eyes never left your face. He watched you closely, anticipating the moment when he could finally touch you. 

You decided sooner was likely better than later, best get the show on the road before you could psych yourself out. Placing your flute down, you crossed to him, “Come here Papi.”

Jake flashed you another predatory grin and followed suit at once. “We don’t need this anymore.” His fingers tucked between the towel covering your skin and pulled it loose so the cloth fell around your feet. 

Jake was more intoxicated by the sight of your naked body than any amount of champagne in his system. He wrapped you into a kiss, plundering your mouth, his lips seeking to consume you. His hands, meanwhile, immediately dropped to your rear. 

Hoisting you up with a squeeze, he carried you over to the bed, depositing you on the mattress much more gently than a few nights ago. His mouth never left yours while he worked you to an orgasm on his fingers. 

Then, and only then, did Jake request you turn over, wedge a pillow under your hips, and leave a line of kisses down the length of your spine. 

You couldn’t help but squirm a little when he pulled your cheeks apart. You’d never felt more exposed in your life, but your husband was quick to quell any of your concerns when he asked in an awed whisper, “Nena, can I kiss you here?” 

“Mmm…oh-okay,” you consented and jerked again when you felt his hot breath on your most vulnerable spot, followed by a brush of his lips. 

Next came the snick of the cap of the bottle being opened, and moments later, Jake massaged lube around your wrinkled skin to coat it thoroughly. He may have been excited, but your husband knew he had to be gentle with you. 

Though Jake had gotten you accustomed to much more, you could never stifle the little “ah” you made when the pad of his finger breached your rim. He coaxed more of his digit inside of you, taking ample time to allow you to adjust. 

Jake checked in with you. “How does that feel?” 

“It’s okay,” you told him, “you can move.” 

He proceeded like that, constantly touching base with you as he fed two more fingers into your tight pucker. Your husband’s preparation was a steady stream of “are you okay nena?”, “you feel good? Papi wants you to feel good,” and other praise. 

So thorough was Jake in opening you up that he’d lost his erection by the time you’d given him the go-ahead to enter you. He wasn’t exactly miffed by this development, because he knew precisely how he wanted to get it back. 

Even more lube was drizzled onto your bum, then Jake slicked up his cock to wedge it between your plush cheeks and began to grind himself between them. There was no way to muffle the rumble in his chest at the feel of your ass smothering his cock, the lube providing the necessary slip, and he was damn near entranced by his cockhead reappearing each time from the cleft of your ass. 

You helped him, working your hips back to meet his while he humped you. It felt amazing, and your asshole clenched at the thought that he’d be inside you soon. Fucking your ass cheeks got Jake back to full mast in no time. You were beginning to lose yourself in the rhythmic sliding of your bodies when you husband draped himself over your back to ask in a murmur, “Can I put it in, nena?” 

“Uh huh,” you confirmed, “just go slow please.” 

“Claro que si,” Jake assured you, placing a kiss behind your ear before he straightened up. 

He applied even more lube to your now winking asshole and his dick before he notched the tip at your entrance. “Estas lista?” 

“Yes honey, please,” his cockhead at your pucker felt like a promise you were now desperate for him to make good on. 

Jake’s tip popped past the ring of muscle and you nearly bit down on the linens below you. It was intense, though not altogether painful like you’d feared. You focused on keeping your breathing even as your husband continued to sink inside of you, becoming lightheaded from the overwhelming feeling of fullness in your ass and the deep pulls of oxygen you were pumping into your lungs. 

“Bien?” Jake asked. The strain in his voice was evident. 

“Yeah,” was the most you could manage. 

“How do you feel?” 

“Like I want more,” you told him truthfully. The feeling of having your husband’s dick up your bum was dizzying, deliciously too much, like a scab you weirdly enjoyed picking. 

You experimentally fluttered your muscles around his length and even though Jake was a loving, patient man, even he could not resist the thrust and groan that the move prompted. “Feel good, Papi? Like everything you’ve wanted?”

Jake began moving his hips slowly, “And more.” 

While the view of the sea outside of your window was stunning, Jake didn’t think he’d ever seen a sight he’d enjoy more than his throbbing cock splitting your ass in half over and over again.  

“You…you feel so big like this,” you gasped. “So huge inside me.” 

“Joder, mami, you can’t just say things like that,” he cautioned you as he continued to plow you. 

“Buh-but I can’t help it,” you confessed, and your mind quickly supplied what to say next to drive him absolutely wild. “Fucking me so deep, Papi.”

“Nnnngnnn,” came Jake’s scintillating reply. By now, most of the burn had faded from your channel and you could focus on the delicious stretch in your rear from his cock.

You honestly couldn’t believe how good it felt. Fingers and fantasies were one thing, plus you were fully prepared to take one for the team, to be a good wife and try it even if you weren't keen on the idea. But now you were the slightest bit ashamed to admit that you kind of loved having a cock in your ass. Or maybe it was the fact it was your husband’s thick erection filling you. 

Jake’s brain did nearly explode when you began meeting his thrusts, rocking back on your knees so he could penetrate you deeper. Your ass was absolutely suffocating his cock with its heat and clench around him, he truly believed he could live inside of you forever if you’d let him. 

The two of you communicated exclusively in gasps in grunts, the slap of skin on skin reverberating throughout the suite while you drowned each other in pleasure. You knew when Jake picked up the rate of his thrusts and began growling that he was close and oh, it was different to have your ass filled with cum rather than your pussy. 

You’d barely recovered from Jake easing his cock out of you when you were flipped onto your back and your husband buried his face between your legs. A high-pitched moan tore out from you when his tongue probed your now slightly gaping asshole to collect his cum. 

Jake didn’t stop there, licking around your cleft and spearing his tongue to circle its tip around your sensitive rim. He only relented when you gently pushed his face away from overstimulation. Between your earlier orgasm and the passion of what you had just shared with Jake, you needed to rest.  

He rose back to be level with your face, whispering “thank you” non-stop as he collected you in his arms. “I guess I have to be extra good from now on.”

“Mmmm?” you sought clarification with a sleepy hum. 

“We need to do that again so I can’t piss you off anymore,” he explained. 

You chuckled. “Exactly right, esposo.” 

He inhaled deeply, taking a deep whiff of your hair to smell the faint citrusy scent of your shampoo before he left the bed. To his credit, Jake was excellent with the post-anal aftercare. He drew you a bath, ordered everything you wanted from (the heinously expensive in his opinion) room service, rubbed some petroleum jelly on your pucker to soothe it. He cuddled you in bed, long after the sun sank beyond the horizon, until you drifted off later that evening. 

***

“Good morning!” the concierge Helena greeted you as you approached her desk. 

“Hi there,” you chirped back. The boys slept in this morning, which gave you the opportunity to sneak down to the lobby and square away the details for today’s day trip that you and Steven planned on taking. “Could I please have a copy of the ferry schedule?”

“Of course, Mrs. Spector,” one week in and you still got a little flutter every time someone called you that, “where are you headed?” 

“Delos,” you told her. 

“A must when visiting Mykonos. We’d be happy to arrange a private tour of the island for you and your husband,” Helena offered, “We have relationships with a few exceptional guides on Delos and–”

“Oh that won’t be necessary,” you tried to turn her down gently. “But thanks for the offer.” 

“Are you sure?” she asked. “There’s so much history there.” 

“My husband’s a professor of ancient civilizations,” you explained as she passed you the little flyer with the ferry timetable, “he’s been researching Delos since we booked this trip months ago.” 

“Huh, I thought he said he was a consultant,” Helena’s colleague, a male concierge who’d welcomed you, chimed in. 

“He is,” you covered, thinking fast, “He teaches and consults with archaeologists on digs.” 

“You’ll be well set then” Helena concluded with a smile. 

“Yes,” you agreed, “I won’t be surprised if by the end of the day, I’ll be able to lead a tour of the island.” 

Your prediction was more or less correct. Steven’s eyes lit up as Delos came into view from the ferry’s bow. He’d already briefed you on the early history and beginnings of the island on the ride over. Anyone else, it would be pedantic and infuriating, but Steven was so genuinely invested that his urge to share about the island was endearing, his enthusiasm about its lore contagious. 

You two meandered through the breathtaking ruins hand-in-hand. Steven’s unofficial tour of the island was so engaging that you clocked a few American tourists loitering near you, eavesdropping to hear all of your husband’s in-depth knowledge of the different statues and remains of the site. 

Your husband remained blissfully oblivious, and you didn’t mind the audience. You’d gotten your picture at the Terrace of the Lions, and besides, Steven was at his best like this. You thought back to when you first met and started dating him: his hunched posture, general jumpiness, the way he’d hedge and second-guess himself. Those facets of him had already melted away to an extent now that all four of you had settled into a groove that worked for everyone, but when Steven had a chance to talk about the subjects he was passionate about, he was calm, confident, and charismatic. He shone brighter than the blazing Greek sun and it warmed your heart more than words could ever describe to see your darling husband so effortlessly in his element. 

So taken were you by his swagger that you interrupted his latest lecture about Cleopatra or something as you strolled to the Temple of The Delians, walking him back into one of the tall, ancient pillars to kiss him senseless. 

“Blimey,” he sighed when you broke apart, “what was that for?” 

You cocked your head playfully, “Do I need a reason to kiss my smart, sexy husband?” 

“No,” he conceded with a sheepish smile playing across his lips. 

You crowded closer to his body, his spine now pressed against the millennia-old, unyielding marble.

“These broad shoulders, all this golden skin…you look like a Greek god, you know,” you informed him while your hands traveled the cotton-covered expanse of his body. You pressed yourself impossibly closer to his body. 

“Careful,” he warned you,“because soon this column won’t be the only thing as hard as stone.” 

“Oh yeah?” Your tone was a playful challenge as you palmed his hardness through his shorts. 

He groaned, “Babe…”

You withdrew your hand from his crotch. “Wanna feel what you do to me? So we’re even?” 

He nodded feverishly to accept your offer and slipped his hand under the skirt of your sundress to dip his fingers inside of your lacy panties and feel you. 

“So wet,” he observed reverently, playing with your folds and bud, “All this for me?”

“It’s certainly not for the ruins,” you quipped. 

He slipped a finger inside you for your cheekiness, and you instantly tightened around him with a little whimper. 

“Only you could make me want to cut a trip to Delos short,” he mused, slowly withdrawing his finger from your cunt, wiping your wetness on your panties, so as not to draw any attention. 

“I’ll behave myself,” you promised, smoothing down your skirt. “Delos was your only honeymoon request.” 

Steven’s hand took yours once again. “This and more lingerie fashion shows.” 

You squeezed his hand, “Play your cards right and I'll give you a good one later.” 

***

You’d put on quite the naughty fashion show for Steven when you returned to the suite and between the vigorous fucking your little act had resulted in and a day of sightseeing in the sun, you two passed out cold post-coitus. 

Marc had woken up with you just as the sun disappeared below the horizon and suggested a dip to cool and rinse you off after your earlier lovemaking. You knew what “a dip in the pool” meant when your husband suggested it, but what you hadn’t expected was to be bent over your balcony in the Grecian twilight in the nude while your husband railed you from behind.

“Now this is a beautiful view,” he remarked as he pounded you. “I have the ocean and your ass jiggling without having to turn my head.” 

Words escaped you at the moment. You were bowed over the rail, indescribably full in this position, equal parts thrilled and terrified that people could see your husband using your pussy in the dwindling sun.

Marc pulled your ass cheeks apart to get a better look at his cock as it was sucked in by your cunt. He kept a hand holding you open while the other massaged the wrinkled skin of your pucker, causing you to convulse at the unexpected touch. 

“I get your ass next,” he declared, “It was so hot watching Jake take it…fuck, like a porno just for me and Steven. You were so beautiful.” 

You mewled. As dirty as Marc liked to be, he could never abandon his adoration of you. You belonged to one another, each of you placing your trust, respect, vulnerability in the other’s hands to have absolutely shameless sex like this. 

“Duh-duh-do…do you think anyone can see?” You wondered out loud. 

“Dunno,” Marc replied, still thumbing your asshole. “Probably not but I don’t care if they do, because you’re mine. Right, baby?” 

“Yeah,” you instantly concurred . “All yours daddy.” 

The use of the pet name spurred Marc to spin you around so that your back was up against the crossbeam that made up the railing. He hitched your leg around his thick hips and plunged back into your needy core swiftly. 

“So beautiful,” he repeated again now that you were facing each other. “So goddamn gorgeous.” 

“Such a slut for you Marc,” you rambled, your breath hitching when his hand dropped between you once more, this time to strum at your clit. 

“Fuck yeah,” he grunted. “My wife is a slut for me and only me, you’ve got everyone else fooled.” 

“It’s ‘cause you fuck me like this,” you provided, “‘s why I married you, no one else can make me come so hard.” 

Marc redoubled his efforts on your little nub, now fully peeking out from its hood. “That’s right, come for me baby.” 

Who were you to disobey? You had to bite your lip to muffle your mind as the fire of your orgasm licked through every corner of your body. Your hands gripped the wooden railing for dear life as it spread throughout your limbs. 

Marc followed shortly after you, burying his face into your shoulder as he released deep into your heat with a satisfied groan. He brought your lips together once he finished, capturing you in tender liplock, allowing his cock to soften inside you before extracting it. 

“Let’s never go back to London,” you proposed. 

You could feel Marc’s amused smile against your skin. “Deal.” 

Of course you had to, but it was nice to pretend as if you all didn’t have lives to go back to in two and a half days, even if only for a moment. 

***

The next morning, your last full day in Greece, you didn’t want to get out of bed. Your airtight, logical reasoning was if you didn’t wake up the day couldn’t start and pass you by. Plus, you were too comfortable to move. Your back and neck were supported by fluffy pillows, your legs were splayed open and damn, there was the most delightful sensation between them. 

It took embarrassingly long for your sleep and pleasure-addled brain to realize that your husband was feasting at you. You eyes blinked open to find the covers pushed back and his inky curls at the apex of your thighs. You moaned, and when he flicked his tongue in quick succession over your clit, you knew it was Steven. 

“Honey.” 

“Oh you’re awake,” he grinned, his chin wet from your slick when he briefly separated himself from your cunt to greet you. “Brilliant.” 

…And he went right back to eating you out like a starving man. You gasped, your fingers curled into his locks, and you jolted into a sitting position as Steven continued. Already the steady pulse of pleasure beat through you indicating that your climax was near. 

“How long have you been at this, baby?” 

“Dunno,” he murmured against your slit, “a while.” 

“Yeah?” Your voice was barely more than a rasp. “Woke up hungry for some pussy?” 

He moaned and nodded his head with his tongue firmly shoved against your bud and fuck, yep that did it. You came with a keen, your thighs trembling and your fingers clawing at the crisp white sheets.

Steven retreated some while your orgasm wracked your body, then dove right back in. You tried to twist away from him, still so sensitive, but Steven wrapped his muscled arms around your twitching legs to hold you still. 

“Baby,” you attempted to protest. 

“Need it,” he countered, his voice reedy. 

You pet his curls and tried to keep your legs steady as his morning scruff tickled your inner thighs. At least he eased back in to his assault on your cunt, dropping the lightest kisses on the crease where your thighs meet your groin before lapping at you once more.

He was trying to get as much of you wet as he could, it felt like, before he narrowed his target to just licking stripes from your asshole to your clit. Only once he had you dripping to his liking did he return to stick his tongue in your hole, gulping down your taste, moving to your clit shortly thereafter. 

By that point it didn’t take much for you to erupt on his tongue, awarding Steven another orgasm that you could feel from the top of your head to the tip of your toes. 

You were not proud to admit that you kind of zoned out at that point, Steven’s mouth enshrined you in a haze of pleasure so dense that you just kind of floated atop it. Your husband seemed to be having the time of his life down there, so you were more than content to submit his ministrations.

You couldn’t really remember your name anymore but did it matter? Did you actually need to know your name to receive all of this ecstasy? 

He pulled one - wait maybe it was two? - orgasms out of you - solely with his mouth before Steven’s fingers joined in. He performed a variation of your favorite move, sucking on your clit and instead of finger-fucking you, his digits pressed deep inside of your pussy. He stroked your walls,  fingertips searching for that special spot. He found it, then your sweet Steven proceeded  to abuse the ever-loving fuck out of it. 

You could feel the magnitude of the orgasm building rapidly, more rapidly than you were used to, yet nevertheless you canted your hips against Steven’s mouth and fingers as you hurdled toward your peak.  Your release arrived with a distinct feeling of letting go, an uncontrollable sensation, but Steven wouldn’t stop worshiping your pussy, which wrenched a pitiful, strained wail from your mouth as you peaked. 

It was as if you couldn’t stop coming. You'd never experienced anything like this before, and although it felt magnificent, it scared you some too. 

Steven’s voice brought you back. “Fuck, that was hot.”

Your vision returned and you peered down at him to ask, “Did I just squirt?” 

“Yeah,” he confirmed, his face a portrait of sheer wonder. “It was bloody amazing.” 

“Ohmygod” you reeled, words coming out on a rush. “I didn’t know I could do that.” 

A flash of movement caught your eye. Steven gripped his cock which looked painfully hard, the top purpled and leaking. 

“C’mere baby,” you cooed, motioning toward you. “Use my mouth.” You couldn’t do much currently, but you could do this. 

Steven didn’t need to be told twice, awkwardly walking on his knees so he was straddling your chest. You gave his erection a few swipes of your tongue before you looked up at your husband, your eyes beckoning him to fuck your mouth like he needed to after denying himself pleasure for so long. You gripped onto his muscled, pillowy ass cheeks while he feverishly pistoned his dick into the warm suction of your mouth, the loveliest little sounds and cries escaping him. 

Given the events of this morning, it wasn’t long before you were swallowing down Steven’s cum. The size of his load indicated how pent up he’d been, and you struggled to swallow all of his hot seed down in one gulp. Your husband swung his leg over your body and collapsed next to you, the two of you rendered silent after the intense lovemaking you’d just shared. 

“Blimey,” Steven remarked. “You alright, babe? Need anything?” 

You nuzzled into his chest. “I’m hungry.”  

“Yeah, we both worked up quite the appetite, didn’t we?” he chuckled. 

You joined in, amused. “If only we could subsist off each other’s bodily fluids.” 

“We definitely wouldn’t have left the room this week if that had been the case,” he pointed out. “I think the restaurant’s still serving breakfast if we hurry.”

“Can’t we get room service? I can’t move.” You pulled the covers over your head in protest. 

“But it’s so bloody expensive,” he bemoaned. 

You revealed your face to fire back, “Well, you should’ve thought of that before you made me squirt because you’ve rendered my legs useless.” 

Steven’s expression became tinged with concern. “You sure you’re alright?” 

“Yes,” you assuaged him once again, “but four orgasms tends to take it out of you. Plus, baby, it’s our last day here, we should treat ourselves.” 

Your husband relented, reaching for the in-room phone, “Want the bowl you had last time?”

You nodded, just absolutely beaming now that you’d gotten your way, and planted a wet kiss on Steven’s cheek as he placed your breakfast order. 

He pulled you close to him once more after he hung up, and you pondered as he held you, “I can’t believe I’ll be back at work in forty-eight hours. I’ll be meant to be catching up on emails and all I’ll be able to think about is how well you three fucked me.” 

Steven hummed in a mix of agreement and satisfaction. “We certainly made the most of it, didn’t we? It’ll be tough to go back to our usual routine and not shag at least two times a day.”

“How did we even do it?” you giggled. 

“No idea,” he played along, then tilted your chin up to kiss you gingerly, sincerely. “I think it’s safe to say our marriage has gotten off to a cracking start however.” 

You reconnected your lips, kissing him deeper. “Couldn’t agree more, my love.” 

A/N: hopefully this was worth the wait!! thank you again dawnsutopia for requesting and more fills to come soon! 

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Translations: 

Joder - Fuck 

Te gusta? Piensas que yo miro linda? - You like? Do you think I look cute? 

No, eres linda, pero ahora ves tan sexy - No, you’re cute but now you look so sexy 

Ven aquí - come here 

Por supuesto Papi - of course daddy

Joder si, nena - fuck yeah babe 

Bien, bien - okay, okay 

 Bueno, cuando quieres hacerlo? - good, when do you want to do it? 

Vamos - let’s go

Por favor - please 

Señora - Mrs. 

un poquito mas - a little more 

A tí, mi amor - to you, my love 

Claro que si - of course 

Estas lista - are you ready? 

esposo - husband 

[look-at-the-soul]

The Photoshoot (Part 34)

Cillian Murphy

Series master list Part 1 (2014), Part 2 (2015),

⚠️ Honeymoon Smut 🔥

This chapter was on my mind since the beginning, I always knew Cill and Yael would go to Greece for their honeymoon and then, life has some funny ways to put people in the middle, right where you needed and @2000snostaalgiia provided the best trip tips around ✨💙 thank you so much Maria for helping me out with the Greek insights, and the beautiful poem ♥️, this part wouldn’t be the same without your guidance. And also @heidimoreton for the back to reality idea provided! Please know my inbox is always open for anyone who wants to suggest something; a photo, trip, idea… 💕 also thank you @peakypoet /SeleneShelby for the beautiful edits and collage you made! 💛

“Come on.” Yael pulled Cillian’s hand to guide him behind a bougainvillea tree. “I wanted to try this pose with a couple while I did their engagement photos a long time ago but she didn’t like my idea.”

Cillian chuckled but followed her instructions. “Separate your feet an inch, right there.” Then setting her camera on automatic, she rushed to the steps and positioned herself behind the tree too, in front of Cillian.

“Am I supposed to do something?”

“Kiss your wife?” She suggested and saw Cillian licking his lips.

Yael walked again to check the camera and pressed the shutter one more time.

“If you place your hand lower it will look nice in the shoot.”

“Here?” And he cupped her bum in his palms.

“No! Perv it’s a sweet photo!” While he kept laughing, Yael got the camera ready one more time.

Even though their faces couldn’t be seen, she wrapped her arms around Cillian’s neck and gave him a little peck on the lips, she lifted her leg and his hand slide down… looking into each other’s eyes and completely forgetting about the rest of the world. She loved running her hands through his curls and he loved the way she purred against his mouth.

Everything was perfect until they heard a deep voice that seemed to be angry. Walking down the steps, they found a woman throwing their things and personal belongings into a black bag.

“No! No, no that’s my camera.” Yael tried to explain.

“Trash!” The woman was fuming.

“Wait.” Cillian tried to intervene.

“These are my bags… see?” She showed the woman a small purse she got from the market. “We were taking a photograph over there by the flower tree.”

She saw the woman extend her arm towards Cillian and made her a sign that Yael preferred to not ask what it meant.

“Check the camera.” They both exhaled relieved when they saw that the camera landed over a scarf Yael bought, walking down the street as far as they could go, they saw the woman sweeping angrily mumbling something they couldn’t understand.

The whole five minutes’ walk to the restaurant they were laughing until their stomachs hurt. It was a funny moment they would never forget.

“Still don’t get why was she so angry, we weren’t vandalizing the wall or her steps, I just put our things there.”

“Two more minutes and you almost lose your camera.” He chuckled again.

Entering the restaurants area, they couldn’t stop smiling. Cillian was teasing her for the things she was willing to do to get the shoot that she wanted.

“Love.” Someone said out loud, making them stop. “I see love.” And then the woman pointed between them.

Kissing her hair, Cillian agreed. “Lots of it.”

“Come in to the best Greek restaurant.” The woman invited them.

As they were following her, they were surprised to find a secret hall behind the restaurant, it was like a mini street in an open area that connected the restaurants in the back, the “ceiling” was made of tree branches intertwined from side to side, flowers and lights provided a beautiful and cozy place to have dinner.

“Here I was thinking the cottage and the island were my favorite places…”

Playing with her fingers, Cillian admitted; “you’re my favorite place.”

“Stop you’re always telling me mushy things.”

Tickling her ribs, Cillian teased her. “Oh, and now you don’t like it, Mrs. Murphy?”

The smile reached Yael’s eyes. “I do, Mr. Murphy, I do.” She scrunched her nose and that made her husband smile as well.

“Should we order different dishes and share?” He asked, but he wasn’t surprised to see her nodding before he finished his question.

“Oh! They’ve Pastitsio! It’s the one we wanted to try when we arrived but chose the Mediterranean salad.” As Cillian looked at her confused, she elaborated her point. “It’s like the Greek version of lasagna, Cill.”

“All right, I’ll go with the Kleftiko then.” Yael’s eyes sparkled as she read it consisted of lamb infused with olive oil and lemon juice. It sounded mouth-watering and she adored that the menu included a small section explaining the origin of each dish.

“Can we get the Ti-Tirokroketes?” She frowned at word.

“Are you going to share them this time?” He winked at her, instead of ordering it as an appetizer, she decided to make the fried cheese balls her main dish. She loved the combination of the different kind of cheeses like feta and gouda but he only got the remaining crumbs.

“I asked you four times if you wanted to try them and you said no” She defended herself in a faked shocked tone.

Cillian shook his head. “Doesn’t matter if I say no, you should’ve shared with your husband.”

As their drinks arrived, the kind woman brought them something else.

“Ugh, it’s too bad I don’t understand a word.”

“To say no to love, it’s like frowning in front of a flower that’s ready to bloom. It’s like cursing at the light that showed you the world.” He whispered in a deep voice that got all her attention.

“How…-” Taking the card between his fingers, he turned it around, so she was watching the translation now.

“Never let the light go out.” Ophelia, the woman advised them and left with a smile to get their food.

“We got enough cheese for a lifetime.” He felt so full even after walking back to Vassilis’ home.

“Mr. Murphy?” He had his back at her.

“Hmm?”

“You didn’t let me order dessert.”

As he finally turned around, Cillian saw her touching the hem of her floral dress and take the piece of fabric off through her head, revealing a set of lingerie he was sure he had never seen before, a pale pink transparent fabric decorated with tiny flowers embroidered, he could see everything thru it. Swallowing hard, he walked towards his wife in a bee-line, like an obedient pet.

“You’ve been wearing this all fucking day and I didn’t know?” Yael nodded biting her lower lip. “Next time, you show me before we go out.”

“Maybe.” She teased Cillian and her lips went straight to his neck, he couldn’t move fast enough; he tried to open his trousers and pull her underwear down at the same time, once she was free from her clothes from the waist down, Cillian lifted her easily and walked until her back hit the wall, her legs wrapped tightly around him, his lips just finished kissing her neck and immediately moved to one of her breast still covered by the flowered bra.

“I want you to get this in every color.”

Yael nodded and wriggled her hips. “I’ll remember that.” A moan escaped her lips. She was trapped between his body and the wall, so close, yet so far away from what she wanted. Trying to move down a little bit, she gasped as her entrance brushed against his tip. “Cill…” She pleaded and moved a little more, using his shoulders for support, her body shook as she rubbed against him one more time.

“Busy.” He answered, biting lightly her skin, running his palm over her free breast.

“Just… Ah.” She managed to get the tip of his cock into her entrance, but his body still was keeping her tight against the wall, there wasn’t any room between their bodies. Yael closed her eyes as her husband thrusted up a little bit, his lips were kissing the space between her breasts and she pulled at his locks enough to make him groan both of pain and pleasure, finally she could see his beautiful eyes. “I want you.”

Cillian finally moved back about an inch and Yael felt the tip of his cock inside of her, there, just teasing her body. The sound she made wasn’t human, swallowing hard she tried to move only to find out that his body was pressing against her one more time.

Opening her eyes, she found Cillian looking at her with a smile, enjoying her frustration. “Having fun?”

“Can’t complain.” And he let her slide down his hard member a little more.

Huffing, she placed her hands on his shoulders to try to wriggle down. “I swear if you-” Finally, Cillian let her slide down for her own weight, Yael moaned loudly feeling half of his cock inside, her body welcoming him immediately. While she was still adjusting to the sensation, Cillian started to walk towards their bedroom with his wife connected to his body, quickly reaching their bed, he placed her gently in the middle enjoying the view under him.

“Fuck.” Was all he could say as she pulled him down, but before he started to move again, Cillian pulled out from her body.

“Hey!” Yael protested leaning on her elbows to look at him, struggling to get rid of his clothes, kneeling in the bed, Yael helped Cillian to remove his shirt while he got the rest, once he was free, she pulled him so he was laying on his back and soon she was straddling his hips. “Keep moving like that.” He mumbled against her lips, as her movements were speeding up Cillian’s fingers found the clasp of her bra to take it off.

Chests rubbing, the sound of flesh against flesh, moans and deep breaths while their eyes locked, soon they were lost in the land of pleasure, both trying to win the race, but one Cillian’s hands moved between them to find her most sensitive body part and pressing his digits against it, he saw Yael close her eyes while her mouth opened, her upper body thrown back… her movements stopped as the ecstasy took over her. Taking a seating position to face her, he felt his own release.

Moments later tucked in bed, tangled legs and sheets, Yael kissed his chest. “Can we go tomorrow to Naxos?”

Cillian made a face. “I don’t know, I wanted to stay in and rest.”

“Rest? You don’t know how to rest, you can’t stay still for five minutes.”

Pulling the sheets up, Cillian wrapped her legs around him. “Let’s see how long you can stay still.”

———

It took the ferry a little over an hour to arrive to the island of Naxos, equally beautiful to Syros. Perfectly white houses and business welcomed them as Cillian and Yael strolled the cobbled streets of Naousa. Yael already found a small shop known for selling everything natural; cosmetics, soaps, scented candles. Following the route, Yael suddenly pulled at his hand.

“This is incredible!” Excitement running through her. “Look.” She pointed at a wall decorated with a lot of eyes.

“For protection.” The man in charge offered and showed her around, different kinds and sizes of the famous blue eye from bracelets, keychains, necklaces, the list was endless.

“Babe let’s go.”

“Give me a sec, I want to get Violet something now that she’s waiting for her baby and something for Lee-Anne and Kayla too.”

He didn’t believe in this kind of protection, but Yael was listening intensely to the explanation the owner of the store was giving her, he offered her a discount and after some time, she finally picked her gifts, “for you.” He gave her a small bracelet with blue beads and a single eye after all the things she got.

After stopping at a ceramic store, Maria the sweet owner gave them a complete explanation of why they had to visit the Apollo temple and other places that guarded a lot of history, Cillian stopped on his tracks, the view was more than breathtaking and he had been growing a particular interest of taking photos of his wife.

“Give me your things and go over there.” Cillian instructed his wife pointing at the windmill.

“I love this place. Everything is so pretty.” As she played with her red dress, Cillian snapped a photo of her.

“Did you know these still work?” Some of them were still used to mill wheat, while some others were kept for decorative purpose, the process was artisanal.

“There’s the Harvest Festival in September at Mykonos with locals sharing traditional storytellers it’s one of the family-run mill, the girl at the ceramic store told me.”

“Festival huh? Sounds interesting.”

“Hmm with traditional music and dances, food…”

Cillian chuckled at the tone of her voice. “And let me guess, you want to come back.”

They didn’t even want to leave.

———

Cillian caught Yael looking at her reflection in the mirror, she was wearing the white dress she got at the local market the previous day.

“Fuck… you look like a Greek goddess.” He admitted leaning against the doorframe looking up and down at her.

“You just want another round.”

“Actually yes… but we need to go out and I got you the perfect complement for your outfit.” Cillian went then to search inside his bag to get a small box. “Yesterday at the vintage jewelry shop you kept looking at this set over and over.”

He had teased her about buying presents for everyone in their families and barely getting anything for herself but the set of seven gold bracelets got her attention so when she was distracted with something else, he bought it for her.

Surprised, Yael looked at him. “How…?” But instead of asking him about his mind-reading powers, she pulled him down for a kiss. “Thank you, Cill.”

And he assured her she had nothing to thank him for. After all this was his honeymoon present for her, she already got him a silver Greek coffee set.

“I’ve to admit I was unsure of the sandals but you seem to be really comfortable wearing them around.” They were walking after lunch and she still had energy to keep going.

“Told you I’ve heard wonders of custom made sandals here.” Yael made a pose for him to show her the local sandals she got handmade made using an artisanal process, the seller showed her part of the traditional methods they used to make the shoes, since 1935 in his family making customizable models.

“Then run over there to take a photo of you.” He pointed at the scenic lookout, as Yael was walking away from him, he called her; “hey beauty, are you free tonight?”

Yael turned her head over her shoulder to smile at him and she found him pointing the camera at her. “Let me ask my husband.”

He took another photo of her walking over the ocean.

“Come over here so we can have one together.”

There wasn’t anyone around but soon a couple of tourist walked past them so Yael asked them to take a photo and in return she took one of them and promised to email the image as soon as she could.

“Why do you trust anyone with your camera? They could easily take it.” He asked as they reached the vehicle they rented.

“Did you see their faces? They don’t seem to be looking for cameras to steal.” Starting the engine they moved to go back to the hotel they were staying the ferry would take them back to Syros in a couple of hours after their two day stay at Naxos.

Cillian heard her humming something. A song he could easily recognize the tune.

Rolling his eyes at her with a funny face, he told her: “go on… I know you want to play the song.”

Yael pretended to play the fool. “What song? No… I haven’t thought of that.” But of course she laughed and started playing the Mama Mia! Song on her cellphone. “You can’t come to Greece and not sing the song, Cill.”

“Ugh woman. What will I do with you?” He asked in a faked tired expression, truth is he would never get tired of the excitement she showed over the smallest things, it made him see things in a different way.

“Love me?” Yael started kissing his cheek playfully, until her cellphone announced she got a message. “Aww look, Lee-Anne took Scout to the doggies daycare and he made a card for us.” She showed him a photo of the paws decorated as flowers.

“Bet he’s having fun with his dog-mates.”

“Yeah, stealing their toys and barking at her noisy neighbors.” Yael imagined the scene.

“What’s the departure time again?” He asked stopping the car in the parking lot of the small hotel.

“The ferry leaves to Syros at four o’clock.”

That meant they still had plenty of time to enjoy themselves in the private pool they had, and as they made their way inside of their bedroom Cillian made sure to let her know of his plans, they still had four more days to enjoy another island, probably Paros would be next…

But sometimes life shows you different plans for the original ones you had and forces you out of your comfort zone, and that’s exactly what happened when Cillian got a call from Ireland to let him know that his son, Sean was admitted to the hospital in the emergency area due to a severe allergy and there was an issue with the insurance information under his name.

They needed to take a 30 minutes flight from Syros to Athens and then they agreed Cillian would fly straight to Ireland while Yael would go to Manchester to pick up Scout and the rest of their belongings.

And just like that reality burst their honeymoon bubble after spending the most perfect days getting to know one of the most magical and beautiful places on earth. They got to say goodbye to the breathtaking island surrounded by mythology and incredible traditions they both wished to get another chance to enjoy.

***

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Reader and harry on their honeymoon and they get a little freaky.. well a lot

Genre: smutty, NSFW(read at your own risk)

Warning: oral, blow job intercourse, dirty talking, sweet talking

Pairing: harry styles x reader

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Birds chipped outside your window, a cool breeze blew through making the curtain move, you laid in the king size bed waking up from your sleep. You and Harry had just gotten to Greece last night from your wedding. Of course your wedding was the most magical thing ever. You and Harry had tied knot and now you were Mr and Mrs Styles.

You both didn't waste anytime getting to Greece for your honeymoon. Harry had been holding off on intercourse, he thought he was going to make it far, but when he saw you in your killer wedding dress he was set on edge. Last night when you got to Greece you both went at it a couple of times even though it was the middle of the night. It was worth it and you both couldn't wait to make so many more moments worth it your whole honeymoon week.

"good morning darlin'." You turned around to the door to see harry walking in shirtless with a tray of food in his hand. "Good morning." You laughed sitting up against the headboard. Harry sat the tray over your lap, it was filled with orange juice, pancakes, waffles, eggs, and bacon. "I made it myself." Harry announced happily as sat down beside you.

"this is very nice harry." You leaned over kissing his check. "Thank you." "You're welcome. Well eat up because there's a lot we're going to do today. Going to go down to the water, take a deep 'n and then go Out shopping and for lunch. Maybe we'll go back to the water, but we'll see." Harry took a piece of bacon, popping it into his mouth. He got up right after he kissed your cheek. "I'm going to take a shower now."

He walked away to the bathroom sitting off of the room. An muffled okay came from your mouth due to the food that was currently in it.

-

You finished up Breakfast in less than 10 minutes. Harry was still in the bathroom when you finished, You decided to go and Join him.

You walked into the bathroom and shut the door behind you. Harry wiped his hands over the foggy glass to see you. "What you doin wifey?" You snickered at his nickname for you. "I came to join you."

You pulled off His your shirt and panties. You tossed them on the floor, you climbed into the shower with Harry. The warm water ran down your body making you moan. Harry smirked as he watched you throw your head. Your wet breast came into his view, harry felt his dick rise a little at the sight.

You opened your eyes seeing Harry's on your chest. You smirked. "My eyes are up here Mr styles." Harry tore his eyes away from your chest, he was blushing like a teenager boy. "Sorry."

"don't apologize." You leaned in kissing him seducingly. Harry hand came to your back side, he grabbed your ass harshly pulling you against his hard. His tongue slipped into your mouth making you moan.

You pulled away from him panting. With a second to spare you got down on your knees. You took his member in your hand gently, you placed feather light kisses on it as you looked up at Harry. His mouth fell open and his hand went to the back of your head.

With your eyes still connected to Harry's you licked his tip tasting his precum. Harry let out a moan that was long and deep. You felt yourself get wet and it wasn't from the shower.

You took his length into your mouth, your tongue felt the salty, vainy feeling of his shaft. You moaned when he reached the back of your mouth. Harry watched as you let out a gag. He felt like he was on cloud 9 with that pretty mouth of yours.

You took your left hand as you emptied him out of your mouth. You stroked him looking up into his eyes. "You like that huh?" You spit on him before stroking him some more.

"yes love. Ya'mouth feels so good." He pushed the stray wet hair out of your face. You took him into your mouth again, you bobbled your head up and down him going extra deep. Harry moaned, sucking in his breath sharply. He felt himself twitch in your mouth. "Fuck, 'm going to come baby." Harry grunted out. You looked up at him, you watched his face change as you sticked out your tongue and touched his balls. That was enough to send harry over the edge. His warm seed filled your throat. You moaned at the salty taste but didn't stop your bobbing until harry was pushing you off.

You stood up and kissed harry. He could taste himself on your lips. "You're so good to me baby doll." He mumbled as he pulled away from your mouth briefly. "Yeah well be ready because I'm going to be good to you all week." You kissed him again and chuckled lowly with Harry.

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After yours and Harry's "shower" you both got ready and went down to the beach. Lucky for you both it was quite empty. You were the first to get into the water, It was pretty cool but not to cold.

Despite what you thought harry was a drama queen and thought it was cold. He kept snuggling into you and whining about the temperature. Eventually you got out with harry and decided to sunbath.

Your eyes were shut as the sun beamed down at you. You didn't notice harry looking at you with a smile as you did what you did. He was so in love with you and he was so happy you were his wife forever and always.

"harry you're staring.. again." You opened one eye and peered over at harry. He sighed shutting his book. "I know baby, ya' just beautiful."

"well thank you." You snickered before shutting your eyes again. That didn't last long because you opened your eyes to ask him a question. "You aren't hard again are you?" You looked down to his swimming trunks, sure enough the hot bastard had a tint in his pants. "Harry!" You whispered yelled. "Come on baby, we're on our honeymoon. And besides you look so fucking hot right now." He smirked as he leaned closer to you. You rolled your eyes and kissed him. Before harry can let it get heated you pulled away.

"we're going to enjoy our time at the beach. No sexy time." You shut your eyes going back to sunbathing, Harry's little pout didn't go unnoticed by you either.

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Staying at the beach ended up lasting longer than you expected. Harry behaved, you got lunch, and also got in the water again. You were surprised he last another hour at the beach, but when you got back to your suite he wasn't no time.

His hands held your thigh up as he pressed you against the door. You felt him press against your wet swim wear. Harry pulled away "Let's take this off."

You pulled off your wet bikini, tossing them to the hardwood floors. Harry did the same with his swim trunks. taking your hand harry pulled you into the bedroom. He pushed you down on the bed making you giggle. Harry laughed as well as he climbed over you. He kissed you, his slight moans making an appearance. His hands made their way from your waist to in between your thighs. He ran two of his finger through your slick fold making you moan. "Harry please fuck me." You mumbled against his lips as he pulled away. "Be patient doll."

Harry sat up and took his cock in his hand. He was long and no matter how many times you took him it always made you nervous.

Harry pressed his tip into your fold, he went up and down for a few seconds before he he pressed into you. As he sinked further and further you let out a moan, toes curling in the process.

Once harry was further enough in your dripping cunt he began to thrust into you. It picked up in no time as you both adjusted. The room filled with both of your moans.

Harry hammered into you as he held your legs apart. You fluttered around him as you felt him hit your g spot over and over again. "Fuck harry, I'm going to come." "Come for me baby."

Harry leaned down and kissed you to drown out your moans as you came. Harry wasn't far behind, he came deeply in you.

He kept kissing you until you both were down from your high. Harry pulled out of you and plopped down beside you. His chest rose and fell just like yours.

"that was amazing." Harry turned to his side looking at you with a grin. "Yeah it was." You turned over kissing him. "Now let's take a nap until dinner time. What do you say?"

Harry hummed yes, he pressed a kiss against your head, shutting his eyes letting sleep take over his body.

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The 5 store dining place harry had picked out for the night was lovely. You got a room in the back where no one was, it had a nice view of the glowing city in the background, pretty lovely. You and Harry chatted of course, harry about his upcoming music and you chatted about your business and how you couldn't wait to put out more ideas. The night went smoothly all the way through dinner.

After dinner you and harry walked back to your room. Harry couldn't help but put his hands on you; even after so much sex this man couldn't get enough.

"harry I have to open the door, stop kissing my neck."

You groaned as you pushed the key into the door. Harry chuckled as kissed your neck one more time and then pulled away. You finally opened the door letting yourself in.

Before you can even get a word out your back was up against the door with Harry's arms caging you. You looked up at the green eyed man who now had a grin on his face. "Why are you always Horny Harold?"

"I don't know, but I think it's because you're extremely hot today." "We had sex twice today."

Harry sighed, "I know but I still haven't got a chance to eat that sweet pussy." Harry voice came to a whisper when his sentence finished.

You growled at his words before you kissed him hungrily ready to give him what he wanted.

It was only the first day of your honeymoon, but you both have had a really decent amount of sex already. That week was going to be crazy and you both were ready for it.

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I didnt read any of this so if there's any mistakes let me know