Page 76 of Tattooed Envy

Kieran winced as he sat down on the chair too hard.

“Are you okay?” asked Hassan, wearing hisdaddyfrown.

It was just him, Milo, and Liam at this table. Their husbands were all off somewhere. Kieran couldn’t believe he had a husband. He looked at his black wedding ring, which looked perfect against the ink on his hands. Derek had chosen the same style.

“Kieran, did you hear me?”

“Yeah, I’m fine. I just keep forgetting about this plug.”

They all snorted, and Kieran felt his face heat. He hadn’t meant to say that out loud, but he’d had a few drinks, which always loosened his tongue. Derek referred to him as a chatty drunk.

After their sit-down meal, they’d gone to their room to get changed. Derek had fucked him and then stuck a plug inside him, saying he wanted to eat his cum out of Kieran’s hole when they went to bed later. He’d been hard ever since, thinking about it.

“Edward likes a plug,” said Milo, who was drunker than Kieran. “Especially when he’s at work.”

“I’ll never be able to watchPrime Minister’s Questionsthe same way again,” said Liam.

They all laughed at that. Thankfully, they hadn’t gone fora big event, so there weren’t random plus-ones floating around who might hear some salacious gossip about their prime minister. Given how his outing had been handled by the press, and the view from the public about it being a gross invasion of privacy, they mostly left him alone in terms of his private life and just tore him to shreds over everything else. That was politics for you.

“Can you believe three years ago we were all single and living in that flat in Camden?” said Kieran.

“I liked that flat,” said Liam. “But out of all of us, I didn’t expect to be at your wedding.”

“Rude, but true.” Kieran hadn’t imagined this would ever happen for him either, and with the dream man who had been his gay awakening.

“What are you all gossiping about?” asked Derek, startling Kieran, who hadn’t seen him walk over.

“The prime minister’s kinks,” replied Kieran.

Derek snorted. “Well, I want to dance with my husband. Come on,” he said, pulling Kieran to his feet.

He turned back to his friends and saw them all smiling at him as he was manoeuvred into the centre of the dance floor. Derek put his arms around Kieran and pulled their bodies close, swaying his hips gently. He could feel Derek’s hardness against his stomach, and couldn’t resist rubbing against it. Kieran almost cried out when Derek pushed on the plug in his hole as pleasure ripped through his body and his legs almost gave out.

“What are you doing?” he hissed, trying to catch his breath.

“Just reminding you who’s in charge,” said Derek, stealing a quick kiss.

“How much longer do we have to stay here?”

“I think people might notice if we leave our own wedding early.”

“Maybe we could just slip away for a bit and come back.”

“Once I get you under me, you won’t be moving until we get on that plane.”

They were staying an extra night at the hotel tomorrow, just the two of them– everyone else was leaving in the morning– and they would leave the hotel on Monday morning to go straight to the airport for their flight. Two weeks away from it all was going to be amazing. They both now had people they could trust with their respective businesses. Neil had left The Back Room, and Derek had hired a full-time manager and a new assistant manager. Derek now did a lot fewer hours, and it was good for him.

In this moment, dancing in his husband’s arms, Kieran couldn’t imagine anything more perfect.

“I love you, husband,” he said with a smile.

It had taken him a while to get there, mainly because he’d been scared, but ever since the first time he’d said it, he hadn’t gone a day without saying those three words to this amazing man who had showed Kieran he deserved to be loved.

“I love you too,husband,”said Derek, pulling him into another kiss.

Life didn’t get better than this.