After two hours spent slow dancing, the clock began to chime in the new year. Austin bent me over his arm and kissed me soundly, not breaking the kiss until the clock stopped its chiming. As he pulled away, my breath caught in my throat as I smiled up into his eyes.

"Happy New Year, Owen," Austin whispered.

"I love you, Austin." I froze and stared at him in horror. I’d opened my mouth to wish him Happy New Year in return, but what fell out was definitely different than intended.

He stared at me in shock for several long moments. Too many long moments. I grabbed his shirt and pulled myself upright before clapping a hand to my mouth and rushing up the stairs. There was nothing like a premature “I love you” to ruin a good date.

Thanks to the thick carpeting, I didn't hear Austin until he caught me right before I made it into my bedroom. Grabbing my arm, Austin tugged me back and shoved me up against the wall, holding me in place with his larger body while he planted his hands on either side of my head.

I gazed up at him in shock, not sure how to process what was happening while his eyes searched mine. "You know, it's customary to wait for your feelings to be heard and reciprocated… husband." I gasped at the way he’d said husband; it had sounded almost as though it were an endearment rather than a title.

Austin leaned in, his mouth so close I could feel his breath tickling my lips and sending a shiver down my spine. He paused with his lips hovering over mine as he spoke in a gruff voice. "You see, a funny thing happened somewhere between our quickie marriage and dozens of diaper changes. I seem to have fallen in love with you too, Owen. What do you think we should do about that?"

"What are you saying?" I asked blankly as I blinked back at him rapidly, trapped by the affectionate gaze in his warm eyes. The blood was rushing through my head so hard that I could hear my heartbeat pounding in my ears.

"I'm saying that I love you too," he whispered, then rubbed his lips over mine before tilting his head to just the right angle to kiss me properly. After a long, toe-curling kiss that had the blood rushing from my head to… well, a different head, Austin lowered his hands to wrap around my waist and lift me. As my legs automatically went around his middle, he kissed my neck, sending yet another shiver down my spine.

"Will you stay with me tonight?" I whispered, tilting my head up to give him more skin to kiss as he nuzzled my neck. "I mean, I can't… I mean… I can't actually do anything yet, but I think I'd like to feel you next to me while I sleep tonight."

Austin licked a stripe up my neck and tugged at my earlobe with his teeth before hoarsely whispering in my ear. "Honey, we don't have to have penetrative sex. Even if you weren't still recovering from having that precious baby of ours, I'd still want to take things slow with you. There's no rush or any set timeline we need to follow. Come to bed with me and let me love on you."

At my nod, he slid his hands under my butt, cupping my cheeks as he carried me down the hall to the master bedroom. When he finally set me on my feet, it was only long enough for us to both frantically rip at each other's clothes until we were both naked. After he pulled back the sheets, Austin took his glasses off and set them on the nightstand before he turned and lifted me by the waist and dropped me down onto the bed before climbing in after me.

Our hands were everywhere, sliding over each other's bodies as if trying to make up for lost time as we memorized the skin we'd ignored for so long. Austin rolled onto his back, pulling me with him until I straddled him, so I was bent over him as he licked and suckled on my nipples while I took a turn kissing his neck. When I felt his hard cock nudge against mine, I whimpered as my hips almost involuntarily rocked against it.

My head fell back and I found myself hissing a breath through my teeth when Austin bit down on my nipple while wrapping his hand around both of our lengths. I rocked back and forth, moaning louder as the precum began to leak from both of our tips, and his stroking hand rubbed it down over our silken rods to ease the movement of his fist.

Thrusting faster, I bit into Austin's shoulder when he tightened his grip, stroking faster and sending me barreling toward the edge. "You have to slow down or I can't hold on," I gasped. "It's been way too long and… I can't… I mean… Austin, yessss." I cried his name as I came, shooting spurts of cum up over his fist. Austin growled low in his throat, nearly reminding me of a wild animal as he used my cum as lube and stroked faster.

I grunted, wanting to pull away from the overwhelming sensation of him stroking over my spent dick, but fuck it felt good. Just when I was sure I couldn't take it another second, Austin came. My dick twitched, almost ready for round two as his cock pulsed against my length while he shot cum between our chests.

After he finished, I rested my cheek against his shoulder and closed my eyes for a moment while I enjoyed the blissful, floaty moment of post-orgasm. As his sticky hands moved around to cup my ass before slowly sliding up my back, I had half a mind to tease him about marking my flesh with his cum. Instead, I snuggled in closer and fought the urge to yawn. Maybe I’d just lie here for another moment or two.

*****

"Good morning," Austin whispered, kissing the back of my neck as he hugged me to him. My back was plastered against his chest with one of his strong arms wrapped around my waist. "Sorry, but I have to ask. Do you always pass out after you come, or did I blow your mind last night?"

I giggled, lifting my leg and reaching through the opening to wrap my hand around the hard cock that was snugged up against my butt. Pulling his cock forward until it was lined up beneath my balls, I lowered my leg and thrust my butt back against him. "I don't know, why don't you try again and see what happens?"

"Now that you mention it, I have always been a fan of the scientific process. I can't think of a better way to prove a thesis than fieldwork," Austin said in a low tone, so close to my ear that his breath made me shiver. Rocking his hips slowly, he rubbed his cock over my balls, pulling back far enough to nudge its fat head over my taint before pushing forward again.

As his cock slid through my legs and bumped up against the base of my own shaft, I sighed happily and reached to stroke myself. My hand was batted away before I could get a hold of it properly. "Mine." Austin's teeth nipped at my earlobe, turning me on almost as much as his possessive statement.

I was putty in his hands, unable to do anything more than lie there and enjoy the sensations flooding my body as he kissed and nipped at my ear and neck while stroking my dick and continuing to rub his cock faster and harder. I squeezed my thighs tighter together, eliciting a groan from my sexy husband.

My sexy husband. Right as I thought that, I lost it. Austin stroked me harder while I came, not releasing pressure or slowing down until the last drop squirted onto the sheet in front of me. "Sorry, I thought I could last longer, but then this phrase went through my head and pushed me over the edge."

Austin was breathing heavily in my ear, rocking his hips faster and harder as he chased his own orgasm. "Oh, yeah?" he panted. "What phrase would that be?"

"My sexy husband," I purred, tightening my thighs as hard as I could. As soon as he heard that, Austin gasped, and I felt his pulsing cock as he began shooting onto the sheet in front of me. I reached down and rubbed the tip of the head where it poked my thighs, teasing a circle over the slit while he shot around my fingertip.

"Holy shit, I think I'm seeing stars… that’s… too much," Austin gasped again and caught my hand in his, pulling it away and bringing our joined hands up to my waist as he hugged me against him. I was pretty sure I felt his heart beating through his chest as he caught his breath.

Once he started to breathe a little slower, he kissed my shoulder. "I'm sorry, but I'm going to need you to move into my room now. I think I need wake-up calls like this every day. Good morning to us, right?"

"Are you serious?" My breath caught in my throat at the implication. Had all of this meant that we were taking the next step to really being husbands? Following that train of thought, I looked over my shoulder to catch his gaze. "Do you think all this counted as us finally consummating our marriage?"

"I sure as hell hope so." Austin snorted out a laugh. "I don't know how we can call it anything else after my pristine bed got deflowered."

"Okay, I'm gonna need to have a little more information here." I turned in his arms until I was facing him, lifting my head just enough to tug his pillow over so we could share. The soft smile on his face as he let me told me that he didn't mind. "What do you mean by your pristine bed got deflowered?"

Austin looked a little bit embarrassed. "I’ve never had sex in this bed. Please don't think I'm weird, but I haven't really had that many partners and even when I did, it was only with someone I'd been in a relationship with for a while. I'm kind of weird that way."

One-month rule. Blue balls for everyone, I could practically hear Josh saying as he screamed with laughter in my head.

I ran my hand along Austin’s chest, tweaking a nipple with the pad of my thumb as I smiled with understanding. "You're not weird. That's just you. I'm not that different, believe it or not. Josh used to tease me, but I've always had a one-month rule in my relationships." At his questioning look, I shrugged and elaborated. "The rule is simple. Only kissing. Nothing physical for one full lunar cycle whenever I'm starting a new relationship."

"So what I’m hearing is that I must be really special if you put out on the first date with me." A slow, teasing smile spread over Austin's face.

"Technically, it was our second date," I corrected. "Besides, I'm pretty sure that four months of marriage is more than one lunar cycle, so we're good." As my mind drifted back to his deflowered bed, I had to ask more questions. "Obviously you know that it's been at least ten months since I last had sex, if you add nine months to Jay's age. Is it okay if I ask how long it's been for you? I'm assuming it's been a while if you haven't had anybody in your bed."

Austin's brow furled as he thought. And thought. And… yeah. After way too much time started to pass, I began to giggle. "If you have to think back that hard, it's definitely been way too long. I don't understand why your bed was pure though. Don't you at least ease the pressure, so to say?"

His cheeks flushed hotly as Austin blushed. "Yeah, but I do it in the shower so the mess is contained and easily washed away."

I leaned forward and pecked a kiss on his lips then leaned back with another giggle. "Oh, my dear, sweet Austin. I'm going to have so much fun turning you dirty." I winked slowly. “Just like your bed. You’re gonna be my filthy boy someday.”