Chapter 15

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Peaking out the window a few minutes later, Joey stuttered, "Oh my God, Lance we're here. I...I think I'm getting butterflies."

"Breath baby," Lance cooed, looking out the window at the looming building. "Just breath. When we come out of the building, we'll be married, together as one." Rubbing his loves' back gently, he leaned over and kissed Joeys' shoulder lightly. "Ready to do this sweets?"

Breathing a sigh of reliefe, Joey replied, "Yeah. I'm ready. This is the happiest day of my life. I love you Lance."

"I know Jojo. It's the happiest day of my life too. I love you, always." Becoming serious, he whispered, "Remember your promise Joey. Even though we get married, I won't hesitate to go to the police if you beat me again. Understand?" making sure Joey was perfectly clear on this subject.

Joey shot Lance a curious look. "I...I would never hurt you. I love you so much. But yes, I understand." Smiling, Lance reached up and kissed him one last time before James opened the door, the wheelchair ready for him. "If we can't use James a witness and the guys won't be here, can we use Jez as a witness?" hoping in his own way that Jez could come in with them.

Shaking his head, James answered, "Sorry man, no pets allowed unless they're serivce animals. Don't worry, I'm sure you'll find someone to act as witness. Now, come on you two, go get hitched."

Jumping out eagerly, Joey took his position behind Lance. "Okay man, I got it from here. And if the guys want to come, they're more then welcome to."

"I'll see what I can do," James answered, smiling lightly and walking around to the front of the limo, Jez now in his hands after taking her from Joey. "She'll be fine. I won't let her out of my sights. I promise."

"Don't give her to the dog," Joey instructed.

"I wouldn't hurt a fly."

"Yeah right, my ass. I've seen you swat them before on the bus."

Laughing quietly, James pointed to the building enterence. "Go, now...before someone snaps up that handsome fiancee of yours."

Getting a serious look in his eyes, Joey turned and pushed Lance towards the enterence. "Okay...I...I can do that. Come on Lance, lets go."

"Bye James," Lance called over his shoulder, fighting a laugh. "Thank you so much!"

Turning to Lance, Joey asked one more time, "Are you ready?"

"As ready as I'll ever be..." Lance replied, himself now starting to feel the butterflies in his stomach.

"Marriage is a union of two people, two soul mates. We have gathered here today to witness such a union between James Lance and Joseph Anthony. They have fought their battles and have triumph, their standing here in front of you today is proof of their strength and undying love they have for each other. James Lance and Joseph Anthony, if you intend to marry, turn and face each other, joining right hands." The two did as they were asked, turning and facing each other, taking right hands. With the help of a sturdy chair, Lance was able to stand in front of Joey, as he always saw his wedding to be. Except he saw it in a beatuiful cathedral, not in a judges office with his secretary as their only witness.

"They have written their own promises to each other," the judge continued. "Joseph?"

"I, Joseph Anthony, take thee, James Lance, to be my husband, secure in the knowledge that you will be my constant friend, my faithful partner in life, and my one true love. On this special day, I give to you in the presence of God and all those in attendance my sacred promise to stay by your side as your wife in sickness and in health, in joy and in sorrow, as well as through the good times and the bad. I promise to love you without reservation, comfort you in times of distress, encourage you to achieve all of your goals, laugh with you and cry with you, grow with you in mind and spirit, always be open and honest with you, and cherish you for as long as we both shall live."

Without being told, Lance recieted his part as best he could, as he was on the verge of crying. "I, James Lance, take thee, Joseph Anthony, to be my husband, knowing in my heart that you will be my constant friend, my faithful partner in life, and my one true love. On this special day, I give to you in the presence of God and all those in attendance my sacred promise to stay by your side as your husband in sickness and in health, in joy and in sorrow, as well as through the good times and the bad. I promise to love you without reservation, honor and respect you, provide for your needs as best I can, protect you from harm, comfort you in times of distress, grow with you in mind and spirit, always be open and honest with you, and cherish you for as long as we both shall live."

Taking the rings he had been given before the wedding, the judge held them to both men to take. "James, place this ring on Josephs' finger and repeat after me, with this ring I pledge my love and commitment."

Sliding the ring onto Joeys' wedding finger, Lance choked back the tears and repeated, "With this ring I pledge my love and commitment."

"Joseph, place this ring on James' finger and repeat after me, with this ring I pledge my love and commitment."

Joey too was choking back the tears, but not being as successful as Lance. "With this ring I pledge my love and commitment."

"If no one can show just cause why these two people should not be wed, let them speak now, in the presence of God and these witnesses, or from here until forever, hold their peace," the judge announced.

"Wait!" someone called from the hallway. "We object!"

Turning around, Joey didn't see at first who it was, asked, "Why?"

"Because," Justin started, walking into the room, followed by JC and Chris. "We didn't want to miss the most important day in our friends lives."

Joeys' mouth dropped at the sight of his friends standing in front of him. "But...but you...but James...but you...but you hung up on me."

"No," Justin started, a smile spreading over his face. "That was Chris. Remember, I left the room after I gave the phone to JC, and he left after he gave the phone to Chris, then he hung up on you."

Turning to Chris, Joey echoed, "But you hung up on me. I thought you didn't care."

"If you thought that Joey and actually believed it, then you don't know us very well," Chris replied. "Yes, at first we were shocked to find out that two of our dearest friends were gay, and getting married no less. But, after Justin slapped, and I mean slapped some sence into us, we realized that it was our place for us to be here. That is, if we're still invited?"

"But...then...why did Justin give the phone to you?"

"Because I was still kind of in shock about what had happened to Lance. I knew you two were engaged, I just didn't think the wedding would happen so soon," the curly one answered. "I'm sorry if we made you both feel like we didn't care. We do, honestly we did. That's why we needed James to come pick us up. That's why he couldn't be here to drive you back to the Radison."

Tears starting to again spring forth, "But you...you...you...you...aw thanks guys," Joey cried, opening his arms for a big bear hug.

Of course, the rest of Nsync filled the bear hug immeditly, wishing Joey and Lance the best of life and all that it had to offer them. Once the bear hug was broke, Joey turned back to judge, then to Lance. "You ready to finish this up?"

"Of course I am," cried the blond, tears falling down his cheeks. Turning to the judge, he nodded. "Sorry about that."

"That's quiet alright son," the judge replied. "James Lance and Joseph Anthony have proven their love for one another by the recieting of vows and the giving and recieving of rings. By the authority vested in me by this state, witnessed by your friends, I have the pleasure to pronounce them partners for life. You may now seal your vows with a kiss."

Lance leaned forward and pulled Joey in, kissing him gently and quickly. Pulling back, he wiped away a few tears that were falling down his cheek. Taking his hand in his own, Lance and Joey turned to face those who had come to witness their day in the small room.

"And now Ladies and Gentlemen, I have the pleasure of presenting to you Mr. James Lance Bass and Mr. Joseph Anthony Bass," the judge finished.

Turning to Lance with a smirkish grin on his face, Joey asked, "Well, even though you're the groom, but you're not suppose to be standing for a long time, can I carry you over the threshold?"

Laughing as he waved bye to Justin, JC, and Chris, Lance reached into his pocket and pulled out the heart shaped keychain; handing it to Joey. "Be my guest."

Unlocking the hoenymoon suite door then handing the key back to Lance, the older one reached down and picked Lance out of the wheelchair, carrying him over the threshold. Walking over to the bed, he set him down on the bed, going back for the wheelchair.

Locking his eyes with Joey, Lance watched him bring the chair in and place it in the corner next to their luggage. Looking around the room, the room service people did their job; roses set on the dresser and the night stand next to him, candles were aglow in the bathroom. He couldn't help but sigh contently. Here he was, on his honeymoon afternoon/evening with the man only a few hours ago he had vowed to be with for the rest of his life. Holding his hands out once Joey turned around, Lance smiled up at him, his green eyes moist with tears again.

Eagerly running and jumping into the bed next to Lance, Joey asked, "Yeah."

Laughing, Lance leaned back and snuggled up into Joeys' side, resting his head on his loves' shoulder. "Finally," he whispered, running his left hand gently over Joeys' chest. "I've waited for this night my entire life. It feels so much like a dream, I don't want to wake up."

Cuddling into Lance more, Joey started to get touchy feely. "I don't either baby."

Turning over, so his back was pressing against Joeys' side, he laughed as Joey started to growl playfully. Grinding his hips against Joey, the blond turned his head and looked over his shoulder. "No stress on the spine remember," he teased.

Backing off slightly, Joey asked, "Oh yeah, I remember. Sorry. Are you okay?"

"No," Lance answered with a pout.

Pressing his lips, Joey again asked, "What's wrong? Are you okay?"

Grinding his hips again, the blond replied, "No, I'm not okay. You backed off when I was starting to enjoy it." Turning his head again to look over his shoulder, he batted his eyeslashes like a girl. "Why did you back off?"

"I'm sorry," Joey apologized. "I thought you wanted me to back off cause of what the doctor said." Easing back up carefully, Joey resumed his touchy feelys.

"No thanks, I'd rather screw you."

"Well in that case, get ready."

Laughing quietly, Lance shook his head. "I did all the work the last time, it's your turn now." Once again, Lance grinded his hips, still laying on his side.

"That's why I said get ready," Joey explained.

"I'm always ready for you."

"How do you want it?"

"Nice and slow...I don't know, you decide. And don't you tell me it's my choice."

"Well, okay. Roll over onto you back," Joey instructed.

Not listening to any of the warnings the doctors gave him, Lance turned onto his back next to Joey. Tiliting his head to look at him, a single tear ran down his cheek. "God I love you," he whispered, going all girly.

"You know I love you too," Joey echoed. "That's why I'm here to please you."

Smiling, Lance reached up and ran his fingers through Joeys' hair before slowly undoing the buttons to his shirt. Everything was perfect; the roses, candles, the entire day. Joey slipped into a position sitting on Lances' waist where he began removing Lances clothes gently as well. Finally get Joeys' shirt and wifebeater off, he looked at his hands and laughed. "My hands are shaking..." he whispered, resting them on Joeys' legs.

"We've done it a million times before Lance," Joey soothed. "It'll be okay. Want me to go as though it's the first time though?"

"It is our first time," the blond whispered. "As a married couple. Now, this will mean something more, much much more."

"That's right," Joey replied, emitting a nervous giggle. "I love you Lance. And I'm so glad we get to spend the rest of our lives together...never to part."

As if Lance wasn't already choked up by the days events, Joeys' words sent him over the edge, tear wise. Reaching up and cupping Joeys' cheek in his hand, he just gazed deep into the brown eyes that he would be looking into every time he was laying on his back, Joey on top of him, ready to make love to him.

Bringing his lips down to greet Lances, Joey gently sliped his tongue in. Reaching around his neck, Lance caught a glimpse of the wedding ring and smiled into the kiss, before closing his eyes and opening his mouth wider for Joey. Massaging Lances' bare chest while deepening the kiss as much as he could, Joey tried to get Lance aroused as much as possible.

Spreading his legs so that Joey slipped between them, the blond moaned quietly into the kiss, his hands resting on Joeys' upper arms.

Getting what he called a brainstorm of an idea, Joey asked slyly, almost catlike. "Hey Lance?"

Moving his kisses from Joeys' lips to his neck, Lance mumbled back, "Hmm?"

"Wanna take this to the hottub? I never made love in a heart before. Have you?"

Laughing in his throat, Lance shook his head. "No baby, I can't say that I've made love in a heart before." Raising his eyes to look at Joey, he added, "I have however, made love to a brown haired, brown eyed Italian heart throb before."

"You have?" Joey asked. "Gee, I don't think I've done that. But I have with a southern gentleman that knows ow to show a good time."

"Well, if you've been shown a good time by this 'southern gentleman', could you show me a few pointers you picked up from him?"

Moving his mouth to nibble on Lances' ear and neck, Joey whispered huskily, "Of course."

Tilting his head so Joey could get more at his neck, Lance gasped quietly. "Is this something he taught you?"

"No," he answered. "But I thought I could teach it to you anyways." Letting his hot breath tickle Lances' neck, Joey continued to nibble.

"Hehe, baby, that tickles..."

"It's suppose to. Want me to stop?"

Pushing his hips up, letting Joey feel how turned on he was just by the little foreplay they had done so far, Lance answered, "Oh hell no, you better not..." Joey only moved his mouth up closer to Lances' ear, concentrating mostly on that region now. Shaking his head, but not trying to get away from Joey, Lance whimpered quietly, starting to breath through his mouth, his eyes closing.

Joey started sucking on his earlobe and rubbing Lances' crotch at the same time.

Moving his hands to Joeys' jeans, Lance found the button and zipper, quickly undoing and unzipping them, pushing them down as far as he could as well. When he got them down to just above Joeys' knees, he pushed the boxers down as well. "Joey...please..."

Continuing to suck on his earlobe, Joey moved his hands to the top of Lances' pants, quickly undoing them and then tickled his sides, letting Lance know to take his pants off. Moving his hands from Joeys' sides to the waist of his jeans and boxers, Lance lifted his hips and pushed down on them, all the while whimpering in anticipation.

In one motion, not missing a beat on his nibbling, Joey had placed Lances' legs on his shoulders and was inside of his husband.

"Oh God, Joey," Lance moaned, feeling Joey fill him. The pressure he felt when Joey first entered him was over with in a matter or moments, replaced with a feeling of pleasure that was indiscribable.

Joey couldn't speak, but was able to mumbled back in responce, along with thrusting longer, harder, and slower.

"Oh...G...God..." the blond huffed. Grabbing hold of Joeys' arms, Lance felt his legs and hips burning as the mucscles stretched a way they weren't used to. But when Joey picked his pace up again, the burning subsided, being replaced again by pleasure. "Baby...I...I lo...love yo...you..."

Finally letting go of Lances' ear, Joey moved his mouth action to kiss along his chest. He had no strength whatsoever left in his body. Lance could barely speak as well.

Lifting his head, Joey asked between breaths, "You almost there?"

"Al...all...mmmost..." Lance was able to spit out.

"I lo...lo...love you," Joey grunted, in anticipation of Lances' cumming.

Lance couldn't speak now, he was too far down the road of ecstacy, and so close to going over the edge. He could feel his body building up for it, he knew it was only a matter of thrusts from Joey and he'd be shooting his load between both of them. Joey continued to work as hard as he could, knowing that no matter what happened, he would love this man for all of his days.

"OH GOD!!!" Lance shouted, his load exploding from his erect member. Coating both him and Joey in the sticky stuff, the blond continued to shout as Joey continued thrusting in and out of him, willing him to hit it over and over again.

Finally collapsing on Lances' legs, which couldn't hold up Joeys' weight anymore, the older one huffed, "God I love you."

Breathing deeply, trying to catch his breath, Lance ran his hand through Joeys' sweat covered body, smiling down at him, letting him know the feeling was oh so mutural.

Moving his legs' off him, Joey moved his exhausted body next to Lances'. "If...if that's what...what a honeymoon is...is like," Lance began, turning his body and snuggling close to Joey again, disregarding the cum on both their bodies. "I wouldn't mind devorcing you...and then remarrying...just so we can...do it all over ag...again."

"Screw that," Joey replied. "I just don't want it to end. And who says it has to?"

Smiling, Lance leaned up and kissed Joeys' lips gently. "Rest," he whispered. "When you wake up, round two. Round one was just a warm up for what is yet to come baby."

"Really?" Joey asked, his eyes widening.

Kissing him again gingerly, all Lance said was, "Rest..."

"As you wish dear," he replied, laying his head back on the pillow, falling asleep within minutes.


	Inner Reflection \| home back to When Love Hurts Chapter 15 Peaking out the window a few minutes later, Joey stuttered, "Oh my God, Lance we're here. I...I think I'm getting butterflies." "Breath baby," Lance cooed, looking out the window at the looming building. "Just breath. When we come out of the building, we'll be married, together as one." Rubbing his loves' back gently, he leaned over and kissed Joeys' shoulder lightly. "Ready to do this sweets?" Breathing a sigh of reliefe, Joey replied, "Yeah. I'm ready. This is the happiest day of my life. I love you Lance." "I know Jojo. It's the happiest day of my life too. I love you, always." Becoming serious, he whispered, "Remember your promise Joey. Even though we get married, I won't hesitate to go to the police if you beat me again. Understand?" making sure Joey was perfectly clear on this subject. Joey shot Lance a curious look. "I...I would never hurt you. I love you so much. But yes, I understand." Smiling, Lance reached up and kissed him one last time before James opened the door, the wheelchair ready for him. "If we can't use James a witness and the guys won't be here, can we use Jez as a witness?" hoping in his own way that Jez could come in with them. Shaking his head, James answered, "Sorry man, no pets allowed unless they're serivce animals. Don't worry, I'm sure you'll find someone to act as witness. Now, come on you two, go get hitched." Jumping out eagerly, Joey took his position behind Lance. "Okay man, I got it from here. And if the guys want to come, they're more then welcome to." "I'll see what I can do," James answered, smiling lightly and walking around to the front of the limo, Jez now in his hands after taking her from Joey. "She'll be fine. I won't let her out of my sights. I promise." "Don't give her to the dog," Joey instructed. "Who me?" "Yeah you." "I wouldn't hurt a fly." "Yeah right, my ass. I've seen you swat them before on the bus." Laughing quietly, James pointed to the building enterence. "Go, now...before someone snaps up that handsome fiancee of yours." Getting a serious look in his eyes, Joey turned and pushed Lance towards the enterence. "Okay...I...I can do that. Come on Lance, lets go." "Bye James," Lance called over his shoulder, fighting a laugh. "Thank you so much!" Turning to Lance, Joey asked one more time, "Are you ready?" "As ready as I'll ever be..." Lance replied, himself now starting to feel the butterflies in his stomach. ----- "Marriage is a union of two people, two soul mates. We have gathered here today to witness such a union between James Lance and Joseph Anthony. They have fought their battles and have triumph, their standing here in front of you today is proof of their strength and undying love they have for each other. James Lance and Joseph Anthony, if you intend to marry, turn and face each other, joining right hands." The two did as they were asked, turning and facing each other, taking right hands. With the help of a sturdy chair, Lance was able to stand in front of Joey, as he always saw his wedding to be. Except he saw it in a beatuiful cathedral, not in a judges office with his secretary as their only witness. "They have written their own promises to each other," the judge continued. "Joseph?" "I, Joseph Anthony, take thee, James Lance, to be my husband, secure in the knowledge that you will be my constant friend, my faithful partner in life, and my one true love. On this special day, I give to you in the presence of God and all those in attendance my sacred promise to stay by your side as your wife in sickness and in health, in joy and in sorrow, as well as through the good times and the bad. I promise to love you without reservation, comfort you in times of distress, encourage you to achieve all of your goals, laugh with you and cry with you, grow with you in mind and spirit, always be open and honest with you, and cherish you for as long as we both shall live." Without being told, Lance recieted his part as best he could, as he was on the verge of crying. "I, James Lance, take thee, Joseph Anthony, to be my husband, knowing in my heart that you will be my constant friend, my faithful partner in life, and my one true love. On this special day, I give to you in the presence of God and all those in attendance my sacred promise to stay by your side as your husband in sickness and in health, in joy and in sorrow, as well as through the good times and the bad. I promise to love you without reservation, honor and respect you, provide for your needs as best I can, protect you from harm, comfort you in times of distress, grow with you in mind and spirit, always be open and honest with you, and cherish you for as long as we both shall live." Taking the rings he had been given before the wedding, the judge held them to both men to take. "James, place this ring on Josephs' finger and repeat after me, with this ring I pledge my love and commitment." Sliding the ring onto Joeys' wedding finger, Lance choked back the tears and repeated, "With this ring I pledge my love and commitment." "Joseph, place this ring on James' finger and repeat after me, with this ring I pledge my love and commitment." Joey too was choking back the tears, but not being as successful as Lance. "With this ring I pledge my love and commitment." "If no one can show just cause why these two people should not be wed, let them speak now, in the presence of God and these witnesses, or from here until forever, hold their peace," the judge announced. "Wait!" someone called from the hallway. "We object!" Turning around, Joey didn't see at first who it was, asked, "Why?" "Because," Justin started, walking into the room, followed by JC and Chris. "We didn't want to miss the most important day in our friends lives." Joeys' mouth dropped at the sight of his friends standing in front of him. "But...but you...but James...but you...but you hung up on me." "No," Justin started, a smile spreading over his face. "That was Chris. Remember, I left the room after I gave the phone to JC, and he left after he gave the phone to Chris, then he hung up on you." Turning to Chris, Joey echoed, "But you hung up on me. I thought you didn't care." "If you thought that Joey and actually believed it, then you don't know us very well," Chris replied. "Yes, at first we were shocked to find out that two of our dearest friends were gay, and getting married no less. But, after Justin slapped, and I mean slapped some sence into us, we realized that it was our place for us to be here. That is, if we're still invited?" "But...then...why did Justin give the phone to you?" "Because I was still kind of in shock about what had happened to Lance. I knew you two were engaged, I just didn't think the wedding would happen so soon," the curly one answered. "I'm sorry if we made you both feel like we didn't care. We do, honestly we did. That's why we needed James to come pick us up. That's why he couldn't be here to drive you back to the Radison." Tears starting to again spring forth, "But you...you...you...you...aw thanks guys," Joey cried, opening his arms for a big bear hug. Of course, the rest of Nsync filled the bear hug immeditly, wishing Joey and Lance the best of life and all that it had to offer them. Once the bear hug was broke, Joey turned back to judge, then to Lance. "You ready to finish this up?" "Of course I am," cried the blond, tears falling down his cheeks. Turning to the judge, he nodded. "Sorry about that." "That's quiet alright son," the judge replied. "James Lance and Joseph Anthony have proven their love for one another by the recieting of vows and the giving and recieving of rings. By the authority vested in me by this state, witnessed by your friends, I have the pleasure to pronounce them partners for life. You may now seal your vows with a kiss." Lance leaned forward and pulled Joey in, kissing him gently and quickly. Pulling back, he wiped away a few tears that were falling down his cheek. Taking his hand in his own, Lance and Joey turned to face those who had come to witness their day in the small room. "And now Ladies and Gentlemen, I have the pleasure of presenting to you Mr. James Lance Bass and Mr. Joseph Anthony Bass," the judge finished. ----- Turning to Lance with a smirkish grin on his face, Joey asked, "Well, even though you're the groom, but you're not suppose to be standing for a long time, can I carry you over the threshold?" Laughing as he waved bye to Justin, JC, and Chris, Lance reached into his pocket and pulled out the heart shaped keychain; handing it to Joey. "Be my guest." Unlocking the hoenymoon suite door then handing the key back to Lance, the older one reached down and picked Lance out of the wheelchair, carrying him over the threshold. Walking over to the bed, he set him down on the bed, going back for the wheelchair. Locking his eyes with Joey, Lance watched him bring the chair in and place it in the corner next to their luggage. Looking around the room, the room service people did their job; roses set on the dresser and the night stand next to him, candles were aglow in the bathroom. He couldn't help but sigh contently. Here he was, on his honeymoon afternoon/evening with the man only a few hours ago he had vowed to be with for the rest of his life. Holding his hands out once Joey turned around, Lance smiled up at him, his green eyes moist with tears again. Eagerly running and jumping into the bed next to Lance, Joey asked, "Yeah." Laughing, Lance leaned back and snuggled up into Joeys' side, resting his head on his loves' shoulder. "Finally," he whispered, running his left hand gently over Joeys' chest. "I've waited for this night my entire life. It feels so much like a dream, I don't want to wake up." Cuddling into Lance more, Joey started to get touchy feely. "I don't either baby." Turning over, so his back was pressing against Joeys' side, he laughed as Joey started to growl playfully. Grinding his hips against Joey, the blond turned his head and looked over his shoulder. "No stress on the spine remember," he teased. Backing off slightly, Joey asked, "Oh yeah, I remember. Sorry. Are you okay?" "No," Lance answered with a pout. Pressing his lips, Joey again asked, "What's wrong? Are you okay?" Grinding his hips again, the blond replied, "No, I'm not okay. You backed off when I was starting to enjoy it." Turning his head again to look over his shoulder, he batted his eyeslashes like a girl. "Why did you back off?" "I'm sorry," Joey apologized. "I thought you wanted me to back off cause of what the doctor said." Easing back up carefully, Joey resumed his touchy feelys. "Screw the doctor." "No thanks, I'd rather screw you." "I won't stop you." "Well in that case, get ready." Laughing quietly, Lance shook his head. "I did all the work the last time, it's your turn now." Once again, Lance grinded his hips, still laying on his side. "That's why I said get ready," Joey explained. "I'm always ready for you." "How do you want it?" "Nice and slow...I don't know, you decide. And don't you tell me it's my choice." "Well, okay. Roll over onto you back," Joey instructed. Not listening to any of the warnings the doctors gave him, Lance turned onto his back next to Joey. Tiliting his head to look at him, a single tear ran down his cheek. "God I love you," he whispered, going all girly. "You know I love you too," Joey echoed. "That's why I'm here to please you." Smiling, Lance reached up and ran his fingers through Joeys' hair before slowly undoing the buttons to his shirt. Everything was perfect; the roses, candles, the entire day. Joey slipped into a position sitting on Lances' waist where he began removing Lances clothes gently as well. Finally get Joeys' shirt and wifebeater off, he looked at his hands and laughed. "My hands are shaking..." he whispered, resting them on Joeys' legs. "We've done it a million times before Lance," Joey soothed. "It'll be okay. Want me to go as though it's the first time though?" "It is our first time," the blond whispered. "As a married couple. Now, this will mean something more, much much more." "That's right," Joey replied, emitting a nervous giggle. "I love you Lance. And I'm so glad we get to spend the rest of our lives together...never to part." As if Lance wasn't already choked up by the days events, Joeys' words sent him over the edge, tear wise. Reaching up and cupping Joeys' cheek in his hand, he just gazed deep into the brown eyes that he would be looking into every time he was laying on his back, Joey on top of him, ready to make love to him. Bringing his lips down to greet Lances, Joey gently sliped his tongue in. Reaching around his neck, Lance caught a glimpse of the wedding ring and smiled into the kiss, before closing his eyes and opening his mouth wider for Joey. Massaging Lances' bare chest while deepening the kiss as much as he could, Joey tried to get Lance aroused as much as possible. Spreading his legs so that Joey slipped between them, the blond moaned quietly into the kiss, his hands resting on Joeys' upper arms. Getting what he called a brainstorm of an idea, Joey asked slyly, almost catlike. "Hey Lance?" Moving his kisses from Joeys' lips to his neck, Lance mumbled back, "Hmm?" "Wanna take this to the hottub? I never made love in a heart before. Have you?" Laughing in his throat, Lance shook his head. "No baby, I can't say that I've made love in a heart before." Raising his eyes to look at Joey, he added, "I have however, made love to a brown haired, brown eyed Italian heart throb before." "You have?" Joey asked. "Gee, I don't think I've done that. But I have with a southern gentleman that knows ow to show a good time." "Well, if you've been shown a good time by this 'southern gentleman', could you show me a few pointers you picked up from him?" Moving his mouth to nibble on Lances' ear and neck, Joey whispered huskily, "Of course." Tilting his head so Joey could get more at his neck, Lance gasped quietly. "Is this something he taught you?" "No," he answered. "But I thought I could teach it to you anyways." Letting his hot breath tickle Lances' neck, Joey continued to nibble. "Hehe, baby, that tickles..." "It's suppose to. Want me to stop?" Pushing his hips up, letting Joey feel how turned on he was just by the little foreplay they had done so far, Lance answered, "Oh hell no, you better not..." Joey only moved his mouth up closer to Lances' ear, concentrating mostly on that region now. Shaking his head, but not trying to get away from Joey, Lance whimpered quietly, starting to breath through his mouth, his eyes closing. Joey started sucking on his earlobe and rubbing Lances' crotch at the same time. Moving his hands to Joeys' jeans, Lance found the button and zipper, quickly undoing and unzipping them, pushing them down as far as he could as well. When he got them down to just above Joeys' knees, he pushed the boxers down as well. "Joey...please..." Continuing to suck on his earlobe, Joey moved his hands to the top of Lances' pants, quickly undoing them and then tickled his sides, letting Lance know to take his pants off. Moving his hands from Joeys' sides to the waist of his jeans and boxers, Lance lifted his hips and pushed down on them, all the while whimpering in anticipation. In one motion, not missing a beat on his nibbling, Joey had placed Lances' legs on his shoulders and was inside of his husband. "Oh God, Joey," Lance moaned, feeling Joey fill him. The pressure he felt when Joey first entered him was over with in a matter or moments, replaced with a feeling of pleasure that was indiscribable. Joey couldn't speak, but was able to mumbled back in responce, along with thrusting longer, harder, and slower. "Oh...G...God..." the blond huffed. Grabbing hold of Joeys' arms, Lance felt his legs and hips burning as the mucscles stretched a way they weren't used to. But when Joey picked his pace up again, the burning subsided, being replaced again by pleasure. "Baby...I...I lo...love yo...you..." Finally letting go of Lances' ear, Joey moved his mouth action to kiss along his chest. He had no strength whatsoever left in his body. Lance could barely speak as well. Lifting his head, Joey asked between breaths, "You almost there?" "Al...all...mmmost..." Lance was able to spit out. "I lo...lo...love you," Joey grunted, in anticipation of Lances' cumming. Lance couldn't speak now, he was too far down the road of ecstacy, and so close to going over the edge. He could feel his body building up for it, he knew it was only a matter of thrusts from Joey and he'd be shooting his load between both of them. Joey continued to work as hard as he could, knowing that no matter what happened, he would love this man for all of his days. "OH GOD!!!" Lance shouted, his load exploding from his erect member. Coating both him and Joey in the sticky stuff, the blond continued to shout as Joey continued thrusting in and out of him, willing him to hit it over and over again. Finally collapsing on Lances' legs, which couldn't hold up Joeys' weight anymore, the older one huffed, "God I love you." Breathing deeply, trying to catch his breath, Lance ran his hand through Joeys' sweat covered body, smiling down at him, letting him know the feeling was oh so mutural. Moving his legs' off him, Joey moved his exhausted body next to Lances'. "If...if that's what...what a honeymoon is...is like," Lance began, turning his body and snuggling close to Joey again, disregarding the cum on both their bodies. "I wouldn't mind devorcing you...and then remarrying...just so we can...do it all over ag...again." "Screw that," Joey replied. "I just don't want it to end. And who says it has to?" Smiling, Lance leaned up and kissed Joeys' lips gently. "Rest," he whispered. "When you wake up, round two. Round one was just a warm up for what is yet to come baby." "Really?" Joey asked, his eyes widening. Kissing him again gingerly, all Lance said was, "Rest..." "As you wish dear," he replied, laying his head back on the pillow, falling asleep within minutes.