The large hall burst into applause as the newly wedded Tezuka Kunimitsu and Atobe Keigo gave the kiss signifying their lifelong dedication to each other. Not legally or before the state, for laws still decreed two people of the same gender could not wed, but here in front of their closest friends and family members - the people who really counted - they held the ceremony that said their bond was just as strong. They'd worry about the legal stuff later; for now they just enjoyed the moment.

After the ceremony they greeted their guests - all their friends from over the years, even since junior high school, and the family members who were willing to accept that their cousin or nephew was spending his life with another man. It took a while, because Atobe had been sure to invite everyone they knew, so by the time they'd thanked everyone for coming, it was well past the time the reception had begun.

Away in a long limo, the grooms and their groomsmen whisked to the grand banquet hall where the reception had already started. Speeches and champagne, dinner and cake, they went through all the customs a couple did on their wedding day. And after the formalities came the drinking and dancing.

And more drinking.

Thus they learned that Tezuka held his alcohol very well, as did Atobe. Not all their friends, however, fared so well, so even when the night was just starting to come to a close one Oshitari Yuushi said farewells for both himself and his still too-skinny partner, Mukahi Gakuto, whom was carried passed out in his arms. Even Tezuka's best man, Oishi Shuuichiro, had to leave a bit earlier than he'd have liked, to care for a sickened lover.

But the night passed with little incident, and after a time the newly-wedded couple said goodbye to their last guest, thanked the banquet hall staff, and were escorted via limo to the hotel where they'd spend the night before catching a plane to Europe the next day for their honeymoon. And of course Atobe would have nothing less than the best suite the hotel had to offer, though they couldn't decide who should carry whom, so they simply crossed the threshold hand-in-hand.

Tezuka thanked and closed the door behind the bell-hop, and the next thing he knew he was being dragged over to the bed by Atobe. The flamboyant young man fell back on the huge bed, pulling his new husband down on top of himself, and chuckled. "Atobe," Tezuka looked down, noting for the first time that the other's face was slightly flushed. "You're drunk."

"Just a little bit tipsy," was the reply, followed by a hiccup. He chuckled again, then reached up and started untying Tezuka's bow-tie, followed by unbuttoning of his shirt buttons. "I love you, my husband."

Tezuka didn't say anything, just gazed into those turquoise eyes a moment, before moving down to kiss him. Atobe's mouth tasted sweet with champagne, and his body was pliant from the alcohol. Already looking forward to the wedding night, he moaned softly when Tezuka gently pressed their hips together. The kiss broke as he worked his way out of his shirt and tossed it to the floor, then moved on to Atobe's. With their chests bare, he leaned in again for another kiss, reveling in the feel of warm skin on skin that accompanied this one.

And then his mouth moved down, kissing and licking down the breadth of Atobe's chest until he found a pert nipple to bite, earning him a gasp from his lover. He pulled back and turned to remove both of their shoes and socks, while Atobe lazily reached down to pull a small bottle from his pants pocket, setting it on the bed next to him. Tezuka caught the movement out of the corner of his eye and smiled faintly, knowing what it was and somewhat amused that Atobe had thought that far ahead to have been carrying it around all day.

So with shoes removed, he moved to work at the other's pants. He took his time, slowly lowering the zipper after the button was unfastened, accidentally brushing his hand against Atobe's sensitive erection in the process. Then sliding the tuxedo pants and silk boxers over his lover's slender hips, pulling them all the way off to join the shirts on the floor, he took a moment to admire the hard, athletic body of his new husband. His lips curved up in a small smile of appreciation, as he crawled his way back up over Atobe. As they kissed again and again, Atobe snaked his hands down to undo Tezuka's pants, sliding them and his boxer-briefs down to be kicked off, all without breaking the lip-lock.

They laid together, completely nude, skin-on-skin, limbs wrapping around limbs. Their erections pressed together as their lips did, and Tezuka's hand buried itself in Atobe's hair as his tongue did his mouth. The kiss broke for a moment, while they looked into each other's eyes, and then Atobe reached up and removed Tezuka's glasses, tossing them carelessly over the side of the bed.

Tezuka resumed the kiss, moving a hand down as he did so, tracing a finger along Atobe's neck, chest, abs...until he reached the point where their groins met. He took both their cocks into his hand, stroking them together and against each other, mingling their pleasure and sensation. Atobe moaned, thrusting up slightly into the touch.

"Mm...Kunimitsu..." Atobe moaned and panted between kisses, until his body absolutely demanded more, and he grabbed for the bottle he'd placed on the bed and pressed it against Tezuka's shoulder, getting his point across.

The other man understood, and weaned off his grasp below. He took the bottle and, with one last kiss, sat up and opened it, pouring the lubricating contents into one hand before snapping the lid shut and again setting it aside. Then he leaned back some more, making sure Atobe had a full view of his body, and smoothed the gel over his own erection, letting his eyelids close partially as he touched himself. And when he was adequately coated, he moved forward to slide his still-slicked hand down between Atobe's legs. He pressed a finger, then two, into the entrance, stretching and lubricating him at the same time.

Atobe moaned again, moving his hips and urging the touch deeper, wanting more of his husband inside of him. And Tezuka obliged, removing his hand and guiding Atobe's legs up and over his shoulders. It positioned them perfectly for deep penetration, with enough flexibility to lean in for a kiss.

They went slowly, Tezuka easing himself in inch-by-inch, savoring each sensation, until they were completely connected. When their pelvises pressed together, they stopped, breathing deeply and simply feeling. Surrounded, and filled. It seemed forever before they started moving again, and yet through some force of will, they still kept it slow, giving each thrust its moment to be cherished.

Wrapping graceful arms around his lover's neck, Atobe pulled Tezuka's head closer to his own, kissing him, then pressing their foreheads together. Their eyes met as they panted to the now steady rhythm. He wanted to tell him he loved him, that he wanted to spend forever like this, but all he could get out was a soft "Kuni...mitsu..." before his voice cut off in a gasp.

But Tezuka understood. Completely. And he slid one arm around Atobe's back to hold him closer, while the other slipped between them to take hold of his needy member and stroke him in time with their thrusts. They built their way toward climax, and Tezuka simply said "together."

With fingers gripping and digging into the other's forearms, Atobe groaned loudly as he came, while Tezuka quietly shuddered his release. They came together, both completely fulfilled.

They were still a moment, panting for breath and cloudy-minded in the aftermath of their sex. And then Atobe's legs slipped from Tezuka's shoulders, while Tezuka pulled out and moved up to lay next to him. No words were spoken for a while as they regained spent energy, until Atobe rolled on top of Tezuka, laying flush against him.

He kissed him, first on his lips, then on the side of his mouth, working his way across his betrothed's cheek and down his neck. Little kisses; affectionate kisses. Across his chest and back up the other side of his neck, until their lips met again. Then he took Tezuka's face gently in his hands, and grinned down at him.

"You...are so worthy of me."

Tezuka smirked, knowing that was the best compliment one could receive from Atobe.

He wriggled his way until he was lying between Tezuka's legs, pressing up until his re-awakening manhood pushed against the other's backside.

"You're insatiable," Tezuka responded, reaching around to grab Atobe's ass and grind their hips together.

"That's why you married me." He again retrieved the small bottle.

And their wedding was celebrated well into the night.