I Take Thee... [1/1]
Fandom: My Chemical Romance
Title: I Take Thee…
Author: my_life_myway33
Theme(s): 007. Eternity
Pairing: Bob Bryar/Mikey Way
Challenge: M-Preg
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 3,621
Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me but the words written.
Author Notes: Written for 30_fluffs prompt.
Past Parts: oo3. Transportation
012. Food
015. A meeting
Mikey sat propped up on his elbow, his head on his open palm, and waited for his fiancé to wake up. Mikey’s other hand stroked gently at the small swell of his lover’s stomach. The change was subtle and nobody had really noticed it but the two that lay in the bed at that moment, but it was special to both of them, it was just the beginning of the visual proof of the child that grew within. Whenever Mikey would see it, his stomach, and heart, would jump in excitement.
Even though it had already been two weeks since Mikey had learned of the baby, he still was trying to believe it, to wrap his mind around the fact that it was happening again. The fears were there for sure, there was no way he couldn’t be afraid of it, but more than that was the excitement that filled him. Something deep in his gut told him that this time it was going to be different.
Mikey moved forward to nuzzle his nose against his lover’s neck and nipped gently at the skin there. His hands began to roam slowly along the warm body next to his, his lips soon following in the wake of his fingers. He relished in bringing his lover back to the world this way. Gentle touches and kisses.
It didn’t take long for the other to begin to stir restlessly. Mikey grinned and nipped gently at his lover’s ear all it did was earn him a smack on the face. “Hey!” Mikey whined in indignation.
“Go away,” Bob growled in his bear like manner.
“No! Get up!” Mikey protested poking gently at Bob’s side.
“No. Go away,” Bob growled in a more dangerous tone of voice. He knew it wouldn’t work. Bob knew when Mikey got his mind set on getting Bob up, there was no stopping him. He liked to try though.
“No! Get up!” Mikey pushed at Bob’s side now and nipped at his shoulder, “Come on, I have a surprise for you today.”
“Can’t it wait?” Bob begged.
Mikey shook his head and pressed much softer kisses to Bob’s neck and shoulder, “No.”
Bob whined loudly to show his displeasure in being woken before he wanted to be. “Mikey, please, I really don’t feel good and I’m so tired, can’t it wait just a couple more hours?”
Mikey slid his hand down to rest on Bob’s exposed hip, pressing right on top of the ink that had shocked Mikey to the core when he’d seen it, and then moved his whole body closer to his lover, pressing them flush from shoulders to toes, “It’s something that starts at a certain time, so if you want to sacrifice the long, hot, steamy bubble bath and full body massage I had planned, yeah, it can wait a couple more hours I’m sure.”
“You don’t play fair,” Bob pouted as he let himself totally relax against the heat that poured from the body against his.
Mikey grinned, knowing he had Bob right where he wanted him, “It’s not that I don’t play fair, it’s just that I know what to do to get my way.”
Bob smiled and finally turned his head so that he could look at Mikey, “I love you.”
Mikey’s grin grew and he moved to press the softest kiss to Bob’s lips. “I love you too,” he happily admitted.
Bob sighed and decided to roll onto his other side so that he could rest his head on Mikey’s chest. Mikey also shifted around so he was on his back to help Bob achieve his goal, he pulled the blanket back up over both of their bare bodies and wrapped his one arm around Bob’s back, they still had a few minutes before they had to be up. Bob closed his eyes again and wrapped Mikey in a tight embrace. “So what are we doing?”
“You’ll see.” Mikey stroked Bob’s back and stared thoughtfully at the ceiling for a moment. “How are you feeling?”
“Tired and my stomach is bleh, but, you know. It was the same. Last time, I mean.” Bob shifted again and sighed.
Mikey nodded with a sympathetic smile. “That’s a good thing right? That means it’s still… everything’s… like… it’s…” Mikey swallowed nervously fear starting to choke him slightly.
Bob nodded quickly and looked up, “Yeah, it’s a good thing for the most part. Except it means the love of your life is sick all the time.”
Mikey’s smile grew and he brushed Bob’s hair from his eyes, “But not forever and in the meantime, you’ve got the most attentive husband out there.”
Bob grinned as memories from last time fluttered through his mind. The way Mikey had doted over him, made sure he was always comfortable. “I do,” he muttered just after burying his face in Mikey’s neck. “Bath?” He asked hopefully.
Mikey laughed and kissed his head, “I did promise it to you. So, do you want bubbles, bath salts, bubbles and bath salts, or something else?”
“Bubbles and salts.”
“Lavender?” Bob nodded and Mikey lifted his head so he could kiss Bob before slipping off to start the bath. Bob happily got cozy under their thick down comforter and fluffy pillows.
Once Mikey had the bath all ready he peaked around the corner and grinned at his soon-to-be husband. Bob was surrounded by white and blue, totally covered except his face and bright blonde hair. Bob seemed to feel Mikey’s eyes and he let his dazzling blue eyes fall open. “I don’t want to get up, it’s too warm.”
Mikey laughed and walked over to the bed. He wrapped the blanket a little better around Bob’s body and then just swooped him into his arms. Bob just relaxed and rested his head against Mikey’s skinny shoulder. “You have to be cold for a minute, but the bath is super warm.”
Bob nodded and then Mikey moved as fast as he could to get Bob on his feet and naked. Mikey was on his knees to get Bob’s socks and boxers off and he couldn’t resist pressing a soft kiss to Bob’s stomach. Bob smiled and stroked his fingers through Mikey’s hair slowly. “Ray said that I should feel it kick sooner than last time.”
Mikey looked up and smiled a little, “Yeah? Does that mean I’ll feel it sooner too?”
“I hope so. Last time you only got to feel it a couple times.” Bob stopped and quickly choked down a sob and gave a very wobbly smile.
“It’ll be okay,” Mikey whispered with his lips against the expanse of stretching skin. “I can feel it. It’ll be different.” Mikey turned his talking to the child growing within his partner, “You’ll meet us. I know it.”
“You should get up,” Bob muttered. The feeling of Mikey’s breath skittering over his stomach like that had made certain things start stirring and with the position Mikey was in…
Mikey smirked and slipped his fingers into the waistband of Bob’s boxers. He could feel it, of course he could feel it, his chin was pressed almost right on top of the area in question. “So, am I ignoring this then?”
Bob whimpered quietly and bit into his plump lip. He hadn’t had a good blowjob in sometime now that he thought of it and he could so use one right now. He swallowed thickly and gave a short shake of his head, “I guess not.”
Mikey smiled and started to drag the fabric from Bob’s hips, “So, how am I doing this?”
“Slow, go slow.” Bob desperately tried to keep his grip gentle on Mikey’s hair and his voice even, but he was losing the battle.
“You sure? We have somewhere we have to be in a few hours.” Mikey pressed a kiss to Bob’s inner thigh to tempt and tease.
Bob gave a jerky nod, “We’ve got time. I’ll take a shorter bath.”
Mikey dragged his tongue all the way up Bob’s inner thigh before wrapping his lips around Bob. His eyes closed in pleasure as the heady weight of Bob’s thick head sat perfectly on Mikey’s tongue. If there was one thing Mikey loved doing it was this. He loved to experiment with the way he pressed his tongue and with the pressure of his sucking. He would go from deep throating to short, quick bobs of his head, and then back to deep throating. He liked keeping Bob guessing and when Bob told him to go slow, to take his time, he always made sure to make it perfect and different.
Bob wanted to watch him, he always wanted to watch him, something about watching Mikey had always done things to Bob. And it had only ever been Mikey. To Bob, watching other people was more of a bother really then part of the experience, but with Mikey it was the polar opposite. Sometimes Bob would watch Mikey so intently his eyes would water from his lack of blinking, but he just couldn’t stop staring.
And Mikey knew, Mikey could feel Bob’s eyes burning into him and he liked looking up, catching Bob’s gaze, making it that much more intense for Bob. That’s all it ever was for Mikey, it was about pleasuring the man he loved, about giving to him, exactly what he loved.
Bob also loved to touch, loved to stroke at Mikey’s hair and neck and shoulders. He loved to feel the way Mikey’s muscles moved under his skin. All of it put together and Bob never really lasted long, even if he desperately wanted to. So sooner than he liked Bob released into Mikey’s waiting mouth.
Mikey swallowed and then slid to his feet to cradle Bob to his body. Mikey wrapped his arms around Bob’s flushed body and sighed softly while Bob leaned against him and nuzzled his neck. “You’re too good at that,” Bob mumbled contentedly.
Mikey smiled and kissed at Bob’s neck, “Only for you.” After standing there for a few more moments Mikey guided Bob to his bath. He made sure the water was still warm and then lifted Bob again to let him easily sink into the wonderful smelling water. Mikey striped then climbed in after him.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Forty-five minutes later Bob was sprawled out on a massage table face down while Mikey worked at all his muscles with his own two hands. They didn’t speak in words, but with soft sighs of pleasure from Bob. Each one made Mikey grin with pride.
Mikey kept his head down and his hands in motion while he did everything he could to make Bob relaxed and comfortable. Mikey knew how tough tours always were for Bob, because he knew how tough they were for him and he knew what a good massage did to ones state of mind. It relaxed and clamed one and that was really important for today, for the surprise he had planned.
Once Mikey had worked all the knots from Bob’s back side he helped him roll onto his front and started from his toes and worked his way up. Mikey made sure to pay extra attention to Bob’s wrists, hands and fingers. He took his time there, knowing that’s what got worked the most and what always hurt Bob the most.
At one point both of the men looked into each other’s eyes at the same time and smiled in unison. Staring into Bob’s immense blue eyes Mikey’s heart thudded hard against his ribcage and he simply couldn’t resist leaning down to sweep his lips over Bob’s, not a kiss, just a brush. It still sent sensations storming his spine. Mikey had to literally force himself away from Bob’s lips so he could refocus on his wrists, it almost hurt.
Bob just smiled and closed his eyes again. Thoughts raced through the blue-eyed man’s mind. Everything from the last show they’d preformed just a week ago, to wondering what the hell Mikey was planning. He tried not to think about it too much, he trusted Mikey, he knew Mikey would never do anything Bob didn’t like on purpose, but it still nagged at him.
Eventually Mikey had done all he could and he helped Bob back to his feet. “I have some clothes laid out for you; go get dressed while I get the car warmed up.”
Bob didn’t even bother with arguing, he just did. He knew better than that, Mikey was the best secret keeper out there and you could never crack him, ever. So Bob slowly made his way to the bedroom on jelly-bone legs. When he stepped into the room he examined the clothes laid out for him. They weren’t too fancy and yet not totally relaxed.
There was a pair of dark slacks, a light blue shirt that Mikey loved Bob in, because it brought out the dazzling blue of his eyes and then a dark jacket to finish off everything. Simple, beautiful, and totally not helpful in figuring out what the surprise was going to be.
Bob slid the clothes smoothly over his smooth skin and checked himself in the mirror to make sure he looked okay and hadn’t missed any buttons on the shirt. He sighed a little to himself at the way the shirt had already begun to become just a little tight over his stomach, but it was a sigh of excitement more than sadness or frustration.
Mikey walked into the bedroom and leaned against the doorframe to watch his fiancé for a few moments. Bob saw him in the mirror and smiled getting a smile back in return. “So are you ready?”
Bob nodded and turned around to face the man he loved, “Do I get a hint as to where we’re going?”
Mikey shook his head no and held up a strip of cloth, “Not only do you not get a hint, but you also don’t get to watch where we’re going.”
Bob just sighed dejectedly and walked over to be blindfolded, “If I get sick because of this, I’m murdering you, just so you know.”
“Fair enough,” Mikey said while he wrapped the fabric around his lover’s eyes and couldn’t resist kissing at his neck. Bob shivered noticeably and leaned back into Mikey.
Mikey carefully led Bob out to the car, helped him into it and then buckled him in before walking around to the driver’s side.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Twenty minutes later and Mikey was finally pulling up to their destination and as much as he had wanted to keep Bob in the dark about it all, Bob had gotten sick not even five minutes into the trip and Mikey had been forced to take off the blindfold. Bob still kept his eyes closed as much as he could so when they pulled up he was laying back with his eyes covered with the cloth and he didn’t see where they were until Mikey came to a full stop.
Mikey realized that Bob had dozed off and he gently reached over and took his hand, “Bob, baby we’re here.”
“Hm?” Bob asked as he blearily blinked his eyes open. “Oh, are we here?”
Mikey nodded and smiled as he saw their welcoming party coming towards them. “Mhm. Come on.”
Mikey helped Bob sit up just as Frank got to his door. “Hey guys,” Bob murmured as Frank helped him down as he’d helped his own husband out of the car countless times.
“Hey Bob-o-san,” Gerard said as he waved a peculiar object.
Mikey walked over to investigate a little closer and glared his brother down, “Seriously Gerard? A shotgun?”
Gerard grinned wide and wrapped his arm around his brother, “Yep! If my brother is having a shotgun wedding, he’s doing it right.”
“This is not a shotgun wedding!” Mikey protested.
“Yes it is,” Gerard firmly argued back.
“No it isn’t! We were engaged before Bob got pregnant.”
“Technically, you got engaged on the night Bob got pregnant,” Gerard pointed out.
Mikey glared his brother down, “That was simply a coincidence, you know good and well that I’d been planning on asking him for weeks before that night.”
“Still, my dear little brother, here we are, having a quick wedding at a court house instead of some big fancy ordeal. I do say that things have been moved along do due said, little surprise. Henceforth we have here a shotgun wedding on our hands.”
Mikey sighed and shook his head, “You’ll never get those past the guards.”
“Oh, well, see we’ve worked that out. Since these are technically already the guards and unloaded, they’re fine.”
Mikey shook his head and sighed once again, “I give up, but aren’t the bride’s family supposed to have the guns?”
“Who says I’m the bride?” Bob asked defensively.
“Hate to break it to ya Bobby,” Ray said as he waddled his way over to the group. “The one that carries the child is usually the bride.”
“Ray, you are not supposed to be on your feet!” Frank squawked, always playing the part of mother hen.
“Oh Frank, leave me be. I’ve been on my ass since we got home. I can walk a little bit! Besides, I feel something and I feel the need to walk. You know the doctor said to walk if I feel anything,” Ray said batting away his husband.
Mikey moved over closer to Bob and wrapped his arm around his fiancé. “Come on you all, we’re here for a reason and Bob and I have a plane to catch.” Mikey nuzzled into Bob’s neck and pressed a kiss just under his jaw.
Gerard grinned and shouldered the gun, “Let’s go.”
“Again I pose the question, isn’t the bride’s family suppose to have the shotgun Gee?” Mikey asked as they walked towards the entrance to the court house.
“Yes Michael, they are. And they will, can’t I just hold it for a few minutes?” Gerard asked with a pout.
Mikey rolled his eyes and laughed, “Okay Gerard, for a few minutes.”
Gerard smiled and skipped his way into the court room they had reserved for this special time. Bob paused outside the room and turned to look at Mikey, “I can’t believe you remembered Mikey.”
Mikey smiled and stroked Bob’s cheek. “Of course I remembered it baby. I remember everything you tell me.”
“What did he remember?” Gerard asked sticking his nose where it didn’t belong once again.
Bob didn’t care. For the first time in his life he didn’t give a rat’s ass that Gerard was poked his nose in, he was so happy in that moment he just didn’t care. “He remembered my dream wedding.”
“I just wish…” Mikey’s eyes fell first to Bob’s stomach for a split second then to the floor where he fought back tears and swallowed hard.
Bob reached out and pulled Mikey to him, “He is baby, he is.”
Mikey nodded and held Bob just as much as Bob held him. When they pulled back they were smiling, they had tears in their eyes, but they were smiling. “You ready to get married?” Mikey asked in a soft whisper.
“As ready as I’ll ever be.” Bob said with a grin and Gerard quickly darted down the aisle to his spot on the groom’s side and handed the shotgun over to Bob’s father. Bob shook his head and took the gun as they turned to watch Mikey and Bob slowly walk down the aisle together, hand in hand.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
“Robert Nathaniel Bryar, I take you to be my lawfully wedded husband. Before these witnesses I vow to love you and care for you for all of eternity. I take you, with all your faults and strengths, as I offer myself to you with all my faults and strengths. I will help you when you need help, and turn to you when I need help. I choose you as the person with whom I will spend my eternity.” Mikey’s voice wavered ever so slightly as he spoke the words and he had to swallow thickly when he finished them.
Bob’s own eyes shined with tears that slowly fell as he repeated the words back, “Michael James Way, I take you to be my lawfully wedded husband. Before these witnesses I vow to love you and care for you for all of eternity. I take you, with all your faults and strengths, as I offer myself to you with all my faults and strengths. I will help you when you need help, and turn to you when I need help. I choose you as the person with whom I will spend my eternity.”
Gerard silently passed his brother the simple gold wedding band they had picked out. Mikey took Bob’s left hand in his and slowly slipped the ring on his thumb as he spoke, “With this ring, as a token of my love and affection, I thee wed.”
Frank handed Bob the matching ring and Bob slowly slipped it on Mikey’s left thumb, also speaking the words, “With this ring, as a token of my love and affection, I thee wed.”
“I now pronounce you married. You may kiss, if you wish.” The Justice of the Peace said and Bob flushed slightly as Mikey leaned in and pressed just a soft, simple kiss to his fiancé husband’s lips.
Gerard pulled a noise maker out of his pocket and blew it hard just as Ray gave a soft gasp from the seat Frank had forced him to take. Everybody’s eyes instantly turned to the man to see him looking down at his lap.
Bob laughed slightly and turned back to his new husband, “Guess we’re missing that flight huh?”
Next Part: 024. Priceless
Title: I Take Thee…
Author: my_life_myway33
Theme(s): 007. Eternity
Pairing: Bob Bryar/Mikey Way
Challenge: M-Preg
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 3,621
Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me but the words written.
Author Notes: Written for 30_fluffs prompt.
Past Parts: oo3. Transportation
012. Food
015. A meeting
Mikey sat propped up on his elbow, his head on his open palm, and waited for his fiancé to wake up. Mikey’s other hand stroked gently at the small swell of his lover’s stomach. The change was subtle and nobody had really noticed it but the two that lay in the bed at that moment, but it was special to both of them, it was just the beginning of the visual proof of the child that grew within. Whenever Mikey would see it, his stomach, and heart, would jump in excitement.
Even though it had already been two weeks since Mikey had learned of the baby, he still was trying to believe it, to wrap his mind around the fact that it was happening again. The fears were there for sure, there was no way he couldn’t be afraid of it, but more than that was the excitement that filled him. Something deep in his gut told him that this time it was going to be different.
Mikey moved forward to nuzzle his nose against his lover’s neck and nipped gently at the skin there. His hands began to roam slowly along the warm body next to his, his lips soon following in the wake of his fingers. He relished in bringing his lover back to the world this way. Gentle touches and kisses.
It didn’t take long for the other to begin to stir restlessly. Mikey grinned and nipped gently at his lover’s ear all it did was earn him a smack on the face. “Hey!” Mikey whined in indignation.
“Go away,” Bob growled in his bear like manner.
“No! Get up!” Mikey protested poking gently at Bob’s side.
“No. Go away,” Bob growled in a more dangerous tone of voice. He knew it wouldn’t work. Bob knew when Mikey got his mind set on getting Bob up, there was no stopping him. He liked to try though.
“No! Get up!” Mikey pushed at Bob’s side now and nipped at his shoulder, “Come on, I have a surprise for you today.”
“Can’t it wait?” Bob begged.
Mikey shook his head and pressed much softer kisses to Bob’s neck and shoulder, “No.”
Bob whined loudly to show his displeasure in being woken before he wanted to be. “Mikey, please, I really don’t feel good and I’m so tired, can’t it wait just a couple more hours?”
Mikey slid his hand down to rest on Bob’s exposed hip, pressing right on top of the ink that had shocked Mikey to the core when he’d seen it, and then moved his whole body closer to his lover, pressing them flush from shoulders to toes, “It’s something that starts at a certain time, so if you want to sacrifice the long, hot, steamy bubble bath and full body massage I had planned, yeah, it can wait a couple more hours I’m sure.”
“You don’t play fair,” Bob pouted as he let himself totally relax against the heat that poured from the body against his.
Mikey grinned, knowing he had Bob right where he wanted him, “It’s not that I don’t play fair, it’s just that I know what to do to get my way.”
Bob smiled and finally turned his head so that he could look at Mikey, “I love you.”
Mikey’s grin grew and he moved to press the softest kiss to Bob’s lips. “I love you too,” he happily admitted.
Bob sighed and decided to roll onto his other side so that he could rest his head on Mikey’s chest. Mikey also shifted around so he was on his back to help Bob achieve his goal, he pulled the blanket back up over both of their bare bodies and wrapped his one arm around Bob’s back, they still had a few minutes before they had to be up. Bob closed his eyes again and wrapped Mikey in a tight embrace. “So what are we doing?”
“You’ll see.” Mikey stroked Bob’s back and stared thoughtfully at the ceiling for a moment. “How are you feeling?”
“Tired and my stomach is bleh, but, you know. It was the same. Last time, I mean.” Bob shifted again and sighed.
Mikey nodded with a sympathetic smile. “That’s a good thing right? That means it’s still… everything’s… like… it’s…” Mikey swallowed nervously fear starting to choke him slightly.
Bob nodded quickly and looked up, “Yeah, it’s a good thing for the most part. Except it means the love of your life is sick all the time.”
Mikey’s smile grew and he brushed Bob’s hair from his eyes, “But not forever and in the meantime, you’ve got the most attentive husband out there.”
Bob grinned as memories from last time fluttered through his mind. The way Mikey had doted over him, made sure he was always comfortable. “I do,” he muttered just after burying his face in Mikey’s neck. “Bath?” He asked hopefully.
Mikey laughed and kissed his head, “I did promise it to you. So, do you want bubbles, bath salts, bubbles and bath salts, or something else?”
“Bubbles and salts.”
“Lavender?” Bob nodded and Mikey lifted his head so he could kiss Bob before slipping off to start the bath. Bob happily got cozy under their thick down comforter and fluffy pillows.
Once Mikey had the bath all ready he peaked around the corner and grinned at his soon-to-be husband. Bob was surrounded by white and blue, totally covered except his face and bright blonde hair. Bob seemed to feel Mikey’s eyes and he let his dazzling blue eyes fall open. “I don’t want to get up, it’s too warm.”
Mikey laughed and walked over to the bed. He wrapped the blanket a little better around Bob’s body and then just swooped him into his arms. Bob just relaxed and rested his head against Mikey’s skinny shoulder. “You have to be cold for a minute, but the bath is super warm.”
Bob nodded and then Mikey moved as fast as he could to get Bob on his feet and naked. Mikey was on his knees to get Bob’s socks and boxers off and he couldn’t resist pressing a soft kiss to Bob’s stomach. Bob smiled and stroked his fingers through Mikey’s hair slowly. “Ray said that I should feel it kick sooner than last time.”
Mikey looked up and smiled a little, “Yeah? Does that mean I’ll feel it sooner too?”
“I hope so. Last time you only got to feel it a couple times.” Bob stopped and quickly choked down a sob and gave a very wobbly smile.
“It’ll be okay,” Mikey whispered with his lips against the expanse of stretching skin. “I can feel it. It’ll be different.” Mikey turned his talking to the child growing within his partner, “You’ll meet us. I know it.”
“You should get up,” Bob muttered. The feeling of Mikey’s breath skittering over his stomach like that had made certain things start stirring and with the position Mikey was in…
Mikey smirked and slipped his fingers into the waistband of Bob’s boxers. He could feel it, of course he could feel it, his chin was pressed almost right on top of the area in question. “So, am I ignoring this then?”
Bob whimpered quietly and bit into his plump lip. He hadn’t had a good blowjob in sometime now that he thought of it and he could so use one right now. He swallowed thickly and gave a short shake of his head, “I guess not.”
Mikey smiled and started to drag the fabric from Bob’s hips, “So, how am I doing this?”
“Slow, go slow.” Bob desperately tried to keep his grip gentle on Mikey’s hair and his voice even, but he was losing the battle.
“You sure? We have somewhere we have to be in a few hours.” Mikey pressed a kiss to Bob’s inner thigh to tempt and tease.
Bob gave a jerky nod, “We’ve got time. I’ll take a shorter bath.”
Mikey dragged his tongue all the way up Bob’s inner thigh before wrapping his lips around Bob. His eyes closed in pleasure as the heady weight of Bob’s thick head sat perfectly on Mikey’s tongue. If there was one thing Mikey loved doing it was this. He loved to experiment with the way he pressed his tongue and with the pressure of his sucking. He would go from deep throating to short, quick bobs of his head, and then back to deep throating. He liked keeping Bob guessing and when Bob told him to go slow, to take his time, he always made sure to make it perfect and different.
Bob wanted to watch him, he always wanted to watch him, something about watching Mikey had always done things to Bob. And it had only ever been Mikey. To Bob, watching other people was more of a bother really then part of the experience, but with Mikey it was the polar opposite. Sometimes Bob would watch Mikey so intently his eyes would water from his lack of blinking, but he just couldn’t stop staring.
And Mikey knew, Mikey could feel Bob’s eyes burning into him and he liked looking up, catching Bob’s gaze, making it that much more intense for Bob. That’s all it ever was for Mikey, it was about pleasuring the man he loved, about giving to him, exactly what he loved.
Bob also loved to touch, loved to stroke at Mikey’s hair and neck and shoulders. He loved to feel the way Mikey’s muscles moved under his skin. All of it put together and Bob never really lasted long, even if he desperately wanted to. So sooner than he liked Bob released into Mikey’s waiting mouth.
Mikey swallowed and then slid to his feet to cradle Bob to his body. Mikey wrapped his arms around Bob’s flushed body and sighed softly while Bob leaned against him and nuzzled his neck. “You’re too good at that,” Bob mumbled contentedly.
Mikey smiled and kissed at Bob’s neck, “Only for you.” After standing there for a few more moments Mikey guided Bob to his bath. He made sure the water was still warm and then lifted Bob again to let him easily sink into the wonderful smelling water. Mikey striped then climbed in after him.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Forty-five minutes later Bob was sprawled out on a massage table face down while Mikey worked at all his muscles with his own two hands. They didn’t speak in words, but with soft sighs of pleasure from Bob. Each one made Mikey grin with pride.
Mikey kept his head down and his hands in motion while he did everything he could to make Bob relaxed and comfortable. Mikey knew how tough tours always were for Bob, because he knew how tough they were for him and he knew what a good massage did to ones state of mind. It relaxed and clamed one and that was really important for today, for the surprise he had planned.
Once Mikey had worked all the knots from Bob’s back side he helped him roll onto his front and started from his toes and worked his way up. Mikey made sure to pay extra attention to Bob’s wrists, hands and fingers. He took his time there, knowing that’s what got worked the most and what always hurt Bob the most.
At one point both of the men looked into each other’s eyes at the same time and smiled in unison. Staring into Bob’s immense blue eyes Mikey’s heart thudded hard against his ribcage and he simply couldn’t resist leaning down to sweep his lips over Bob’s, not a kiss, just a brush. It still sent sensations storming his spine. Mikey had to literally force himself away from Bob’s lips so he could refocus on his wrists, it almost hurt.
Bob just smiled and closed his eyes again. Thoughts raced through the blue-eyed man’s mind. Everything from the last show they’d preformed just a week ago, to wondering what the hell Mikey was planning. He tried not to think about it too much, he trusted Mikey, he knew Mikey would never do anything Bob didn’t like on purpose, but it still nagged at him.
Eventually Mikey had done all he could and he helped Bob back to his feet. “I have some clothes laid out for you; go get dressed while I get the car warmed up.”
Bob didn’t even bother with arguing, he just did. He knew better than that, Mikey was the best secret keeper out there and you could never crack him, ever. So Bob slowly made his way to the bedroom on jelly-bone legs. When he stepped into the room he examined the clothes laid out for him. They weren’t too fancy and yet not totally relaxed.
There was a pair of dark slacks, a light blue shirt that Mikey loved Bob in, because it brought out the dazzling blue of his eyes and then a dark jacket to finish off everything. Simple, beautiful, and totally not helpful in figuring out what the surprise was going to be.
Bob slid the clothes smoothly over his smooth skin and checked himself in the mirror to make sure he looked okay and hadn’t missed any buttons on the shirt. He sighed a little to himself at the way the shirt had already begun to become just a little tight over his stomach, but it was a sigh of excitement more than sadness or frustration.
Mikey walked into the bedroom and leaned against the doorframe to watch his fiancé for a few moments. Bob saw him in the mirror and smiled getting a smile back in return. “So are you ready?”
Bob nodded and turned around to face the man he loved, “Do I get a hint as to where we’re going?”
Mikey shook his head no and held up a strip of cloth, “Not only do you not get a hint, but you also don’t get to watch where we’re going.”
Bob just sighed dejectedly and walked over to be blindfolded, “If I get sick because of this, I’m murdering you, just so you know.”
“Fair enough,” Mikey said while he wrapped the fabric around his lover’s eyes and couldn’t resist kissing at his neck. Bob shivered noticeably and leaned back into Mikey.
Mikey carefully led Bob out to the car, helped him into it and then buckled him in before walking around to the driver’s side.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Twenty minutes later and Mikey was finally pulling up to their destination and as much as he had wanted to keep Bob in the dark about it all, Bob had gotten sick not even five minutes into the trip and Mikey had been forced to take off the blindfold. Bob still kept his eyes closed as much as he could so when they pulled up he was laying back with his eyes covered with the cloth and he didn’t see where they were until Mikey came to a full stop.
Mikey realized that Bob had dozed off and he gently reached over and took his hand, “Bob, baby we’re here.”
“Hm?” Bob asked as he blearily blinked his eyes open. “Oh, are we here?”
Mikey nodded and smiled as he saw their welcoming party coming towards them. “Mhm. Come on.”
Mikey helped Bob sit up just as Frank got to his door. “Hey guys,” Bob murmured as Frank helped him down as he’d helped his own husband out of the car countless times.
“Hey Bob-o-san,” Gerard said as he waved a peculiar object.
Mikey walked over to investigate a little closer and glared his brother down, “Seriously Gerard? A shotgun?”
Gerard grinned wide and wrapped his arm around his brother, “Yep! If my brother is having a shotgun wedding, he’s doing it right.”
“This is not a shotgun wedding!” Mikey protested.
“Yes it is,” Gerard firmly argued back.
“No it isn’t! We were engaged before Bob got pregnant.”
“Technically, you got engaged on the night Bob got pregnant,” Gerard pointed out.
Mikey glared his brother down, “That was simply a coincidence, you know good and well that I’d been planning on asking him for weeks before that night.”
“Still, my dear little brother, here we are, having a quick wedding at a court house instead of some big fancy ordeal. I do say that things have been moved along do due said, little surprise. Henceforth we have here a shotgun wedding on our hands.”
Mikey sighed and shook his head, “You’ll never get those past the guards.”
“Oh, well, see we’ve worked that out. Since these are technically already the guards and unloaded, they’re fine.”
Mikey shook his head and sighed once again, “I give up, but aren’t the bride’s family supposed to have the guns?”
“Who says I’m the bride?” Bob asked defensively.
“Hate to break it to ya Bobby,” Ray said as he waddled his way over to the group. “The one that carries the child is usually the bride.”
“Ray, you are not supposed to be on your feet!” Frank squawked, always playing the part of mother hen.
“Oh Frank, leave me be. I’ve been on my ass since we got home. I can walk a little bit! Besides, I feel something and I feel the need to walk. You know the doctor said to walk if I feel anything,” Ray said batting away his husband.
Mikey moved over closer to Bob and wrapped his arm around his fiancé. “Come on you all, we’re here for a reason and Bob and I have a plane to catch.” Mikey nuzzled into Bob’s neck and pressed a kiss just under his jaw.
Gerard grinned and shouldered the gun, “Let’s go.”
“Again I pose the question, isn’t the bride’s family suppose to have the shotgun Gee?” Mikey asked as they walked towards the entrance to the court house.
“Yes Michael, they are. And they will, can’t I just hold it for a few minutes?” Gerard asked with a pout.
Mikey rolled his eyes and laughed, “Okay Gerard, for a few minutes.”
Gerard smiled and skipped his way into the court room they had reserved for this special time. Bob paused outside the room and turned to look at Mikey, “I can’t believe you remembered Mikey.”
Mikey smiled and stroked Bob’s cheek. “Of course I remembered it baby. I remember everything you tell me.”
“What did he remember?” Gerard asked sticking his nose where it didn’t belong once again.
Bob didn’t care. For the first time in his life he didn’t give a rat’s ass that Gerard was poked his nose in, he was so happy in that moment he just didn’t care. “He remembered my dream wedding.”
“I just wish…” Mikey’s eyes fell first to Bob’s stomach for a split second then to the floor where he fought back tears and swallowed hard.
Bob reached out and pulled Mikey to him, “He is baby, he is.”
Mikey nodded and held Bob just as much as Bob held him. When they pulled back they were smiling, they had tears in their eyes, but they were smiling. “You ready to get married?” Mikey asked in a soft whisper.
“As ready as I’ll ever be.” Bob said with a grin and Gerard quickly darted down the aisle to his spot on the groom’s side and handed the shotgun over to Bob’s father. Bob shook his head and took the gun as they turned to watch Mikey and Bob slowly walk down the aisle together, hand in hand.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
“Robert Nathaniel Bryar, I take you to be my lawfully wedded husband. Before these witnesses I vow to love you and care for you for all of eternity. I take you, with all your faults and strengths, as I offer myself to you with all my faults and strengths. I will help you when you need help, and turn to you when I need help. I choose you as the person with whom I will spend my eternity.” Mikey’s voice wavered ever so slightly as he spoke the words and he had to swallow thickly when he finished them.
Bob’s own eyes shined with tears that slowly fell as he repeated the words back, “Michael James Way, I take you to be my lawfully wedded husband. Before these witnesses I vow to love you and care for you for all of eternity. I take you, with all your faults and strengths, as I offer myself to you with all my faults and strengths. I will help you when you need help, and turn to you when I need help. I choose you as the person with whom I will spend my eternity.”
Gerard silently passed his brother the simple gold wedding band they had picked out. Mikey took Bob’s left hand in his and slowly slipped the ring on his thumb as he spoke, “With this ring, as a token of my love and affection, I thee wed.”
Frank handed Bob the matching ring and Bob slowly slipped it on Mikey’s left thumb, also speaking the words, “With this ring, as a token of my love and affection, I thee wed.”
“I now pronounce you married. You may kiss, if you wish.” The Justice of the Peace said and Bob flushed slightly as Mikey leaned in and pressed just a soft, simple kiss to his fiancé husband’s lips.
Gerard pulled a noise maker out of his pocket and blew it hard just as Ray gave a soft gasp from the seat Frank had forced him to take. Everybody’s eyes instantly turned to the man to see him looking down at his lap.
Bob laughed slightly and turned back to his new husband, “Guess we’re missing that flight huh?”
Next Part: 024. Priceless