Wedding Bells and Sea Shells

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Jackson could only laugh breathlessly at Bellamy's tease, because he was too quickly consumed with need. Normally he would want a lot more than a hand job, but given their circumstances, it was quite a rush. "You always do more to me," he panted. "Gets better every time." He thrust again, Bellamy's mouth against his ear sending shivers through him, his words drawing another moan from him. He whimpered before his could stop himself when Bellamy's hand moved too his sac, and then to probe him. Jackson let out a strained groan at the feeling, and thought he was relieved when Bellamy went back to his cock, his missed Bellamy's finger in him.

He cursed, and shifted forward enough to reach the hand not in Bellamy's hair behind him, into his opened pants so he could slide his own finger inside himself, then two, thrusting in time with Bellamy's hand on his cock. "Oh God, oh God, don't stop!" he gasped, his teeth biting at Bellamy's Adam's apple, his eyes cracked to see the landscape whoosh by, reminding himself exactly what they were doing as pleasure started to take over. He thrust a few more times, his hand tightening in Bellamy's hair as his other fingers worked his own entrance roughly. Unable to contain the sounds he was making, he felt his body tense, and then release as he came over Bellamy's hand, riding out the pleasure until it was complete, and then slumping against Bellamy's body completely.

"Fuck, Bellamy," he panted against Bellamy's neck, shifting both arms to wrap around Bellamy's shoulders. he breathed heavily against Bellamy's skin, unable muster any other words, his brain just a fog of blissful relaxation.

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[Bellamy Blake]

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Bellamy couldn't help but smile when he heard that; his husbeand telling him that it got better every time. It wasn't even just the fact that they couldn't keep their hands off each other . . . but also the fact that Bellamy could never grow tired of the way Jackson felt. Each touch, each sound . . . it always felt so new. So, incredible. Familiarity in no way dulling the experience to something mundane. Each time was explosive, and Bellamy knew full well that he would never grow tired or bored with it. Unable to respond though, he was thoroughly distracted with everything else happening. Particularly when he felt Jackson slip a finger inside of himself, taking the place of where Bellamy had teased. Bellamy fought the temptation to look down, to watch his husbeand touch himself . . . losing the battle of keeping his eyes on the road.

His hand moved from the steering wheel, curling his fingers around Jackson's wrist near his entrance in encouragement. It only took a few moments for Bellamy to recognize the necessity to have at least one hand on the wheel, so he quickly returned it to the wheel. Though the feeling of the material was not remotely as enjoyable as the feel of Jackson's skin. Another involuntary sound left him once Jackson moved over him, his hand so close to his, feeling his body move over him. Bellamy was certain that if he hadn't just come, if they had a bit more time . . . he would have been aroused again. The words that Jackson offered in the height of pleasure, further turning Bellamy on. He couldn't help pushing his hips forward a little, meeting Jackson's thrusts against his hand.

His urging Bellamy not stop while biting at his neck was too much. Each groan was getting louder, more intense, his hips jerking forward and feeling Jackson thrust against his own hand that was still frantically rubbing over his cock in repeated motions, urging him to come. "Harder, harder," Bellamy moaned, his voice breathless. His words pertaining to both Jackson's fingers as well as the teeth on his skin. The tight grip in his hair, along with his thrusts against his hand on his cock. Basically . . . everything Jackson was doing. As he wanted to soak in the glorious image of what his husbeand was doing, and how he was reacting to Bellamy's touch. It didn't take that much longer for him to feel the warm release of Jackson flood over his hand. The goal had been met and Jackson's body relaxed against him, Bellamy tried to focus on breathing, feeling as if he had been robbed of oxygen in the best way possible. He wasn't even looking at the path in front of them, though somehow had managed to keep the car from crashing.

Turning his head, he nestled it against the side of Jackson's, taking in a deep breath to soak in his scent, his lips kissing him where he could reach. With a few final strokes, he moved his hand from Jackson's cock, his elbow resting against the side of the door to somewhat prop it up. Pressing his head against the back of his seat, Bellamy brought his hand to his lips, moving a finger inside his mouth to taste the delicious release of his husbeand. Moaning in delight at it, he withdrew a finger and inserted another. "Gonna help me get cleaned off?" He asked when finally able to form coherent words, though they were deeper than usual, thick with the pleasure of their actions. With a mischievous smile forming, Bellamy moved his come covered hand and rubbed a bit of it on Jackson's cheek, sliding his hand down his neck to let some but not all, of the substance coat him.

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Jackson basked in the wonderful feeling of his orgasm and the aftermath that followed, the way the vehicle gently bounced under them and the way his husbeand nuzzled his head against his, kissing him where he could reach. There was nothing better that this, being with his husbeand, enjoying each other in new and exciting ways. And they had the rest of their lives to be a unit, to tend to each other's needs and excite one another, not just sexually.

He laughed softly as Bellamy suggested he help him clean off. He lifted his head to watch Bellamy licking his come of his fingers just in time for Bellamy to smear his come over his cheek and neck. He laughed again. "I'm starting to think this has become a fetish," he teased about the come on him now. Ever since Jackson had asked for Bellamy to come on his face the first time, Bellamy hadn't hesitated to dirty him up any chance he had not.

He leaned so that he could finish cleaning Bellamy's hand, licking and sucking his fingers and palm until he was clean, then kissed Bellamy briefly, so that he didn't look from the road too long. He didn't want to move away from Bell, so he shifted himself around a little, careful not to disturb Bellamy's steering, until he was sitting sideways in Bellamy's lap, able to rest his back against the inside of the driver's door. "Can you drive like this? Some strange force seems to have locked me into your lap, and I don't think we should question it," he teased, kissing Bellamy's jaw.

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[Bellamy Blake]

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Bellamy chuckled when Jackson teased him about this becoming a fetish. "You started it," Bellamy teased playfully. "I'm just continuing to give you what you want," he added on in the same jesting tone. Bellamy's eyes went to Jackson as he watched him start to clean off his hand, his tongue wiping him clean. The sight was incredibly arousing, threatening to pull Jackson's lips back to his own. He really meant not being able to get enough of his husbeand. Bellamy licked his lips while watching him, his eyes darting between pleasure and necessity; the former when it came to watching his spouse, the latter when it came to having to keep his eyes on the road. It was getting increasingly difficult, but he knew they weren't too much further from their destination. Bellamy's lips moved along Jackson, as he shifted his body to sit on his lap, then asking if he could drive like this.

Another chuckle escaping him, when Jackson joked about a force seeming to have planted him like this. "This is the most comfortable I've ever been while driving," Bellamy told him, his hand resting along Jackson's thigh, caressing his upper thigh in an upward and downward movement, repeating the path over and over. Bellamy let out a quiet moan when Jackson kissed his lips, leaning into his touch, wanting more of it. Constantly. Still struggling to keep his eyes open. "And this is definitely the perfect start to our honeymoon," he added on with a smile, tilting his head, nudging Jackson's so that Bellamy could capture his lips in a deep embrace.

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Jackson grinned when Bellamy said this was the most comfortable he'd ever been driving, enjoying the feel of Bellamy's hand moving up and down his thigh slowly. "I couldn't think of a better start," he agreed, kissing Bellamy when he leaned in for another kiss, but pulling out of it before he really wanted to, still wanting too let Bellamy keep his eyes on the road. "They should start sending me on missions with you, just to sit in your lap," he joked. "I could keep you calm," he added, leaning in to murmured those words into Bellamy's ear.

When he pulled back, he wiped some of the come from his face, licking some of it from his fingers before offering it to Bellamy, tracing his lips with the sticky fluid. "And I may have started this, but I think you decided you liked seeing me dirty," he teased.

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[Bellamy Blake]

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Bellamy smiled at the thought of them sending Bellamy and Jackson on more missions together. It was always difficult to be parted form his husbeand, especially on the last unexpected stretch that had lasted a month. Not wanting to dwell on that now though, Bellamy focused instead on the wonderful thought of them going on more missions together. Ones that of course wouldn't endanger Jackson. It was after all their last mission that had brought them together. Who knew a storm could have such incredible results. Bellamy too in a slow breath when Jackson spoke against his ear, telling him that he could keep him calm. "I'm not so sure about that," he teased him, continuing to lean into his touch.

"You make me pretty excited," he told him, playful accusation in his tone, the meaning fairly obvious. "We'd have to go alone. Not sure I could keep my hands off of you," he further teased, but with truth. Jackson certainly was distracting, and marriage had not made him any less so. Feeling his warm breath against him, a perfect example of that. Bellamy's gaze shifted against from the road to watching Jackson wipe the come from his face, then moving his finger along his lip.

Bellamy parted his lips, before capturing Jackson finger in his mouth, sucking it clean as his tongue glided along it, his teeth grazing against it before slowly releasing it from his mouth, a slight moan escaping him amidst his actions. "I do," Bellamy agreed with a bit of a mischievous smile. "And I like cleaning you up after. Or watching you clean yourself." There was something so arousing about it. Bellamy had to bite his tongue before revealing that Jackson would get a chance to wash up . . . for he still wanted to keep the surprise in tact. They were almost there though, so it wouldn't need to be withheld much longer.

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Jackson chuckled when Bellamy said he basically had the opposite effect of calming. Given his job often involved keeping people calm, it was sort of nice to know he could have the opposite effect on Bellamy, in a way that was rewarding for both of them. He slid a hand over Bellamy's chest, enjoying the firm muscle under the clothing. "Good point," he said. When he said it, he'd meant that he could be calming to Bellamy in a stressful situation, but he didn't need to bring up the stress that came along with going on some of the very serious missions Bellamy did.

"You're the only one who gets to see me like that... like this," Jackson said, a little breathless at the way Bellamy was cleaning his fingers off. How could Bellamy always get him with something so simple? He wiped the rest of the come off his face and offered it to Bellamy again, licking his own lips before lowering his head to kiss Bellamy's jaw. "Are you really not telling me where we're going?" he murmured in Bellamy's ear.

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[Bellamy Blake]

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Bellamy couldn't help but return the chuckle when Jackson told him that he had a good point. The movement of his hand over his chest was incredible. An action so seemingly simnple, amplified by the fact that it was Jackson. The man he loved. His husbeand. Hearing him explain that he was the only one who got to see him like this, made Bellamy's heart swell with emotion. Pride. Honor. In being the man that Jackson chose to be with. The man he had chosen to open himself up to. Bellamy would never take that for granted, nor would a day or moment go by where he wasn't incredibly grateful to Jackson. For giving him this chance . . . for bellieving in him. For being with him. For loving him.

"Which is why I am the luckiest person in the world." Bellamy wasn't going to dismiss or ignore that. "Cause I feel honored, that I get to see you like that. That I get to be the one who makes you like that," he added a bit teasingly, but his words were thick with sincerity. Genuine appreciation. Jackson saved his life, in a way that went beyond being a doctor. When he continued to wipe the come off his face, Bellamy once again, was faced with the struggle of where to look. The strong conflict, his gaze darting between the window and his husbeand. When he offered his finger again, Bellamy took full advantage. His eyes remained on the road while he leaned forward, taking Jackson's finger fully on his mouth, working his tongue and teeth over it, making sure to meticulously clean him off.

The taste of his release so damn delciious, that Bellamy wished he could have made him come in his mouth rather than his hand. Slowly releasing Jackson's finger, he moaned a little when Jackson started to kiss his jaw again, asking as to whether he was going to tell him or not where they were going. Bellamy smiled, his sliding up his thigh, tucking into the front of his pants, gliding over Jackson's cock again. He wanted to touch him, feel him, not even to make him hard again but just to regain that contact. The actual felt so casual, so sensational. "No," he said smugly. "I want it to be a surprise," he told him, nudging Jackson's head a little so that he could reach his cheek, kissing along it, gently nipping at his jaw. "We're almost there," he assured him, cupping his sac of skin where his hands were in Jackson's pants, giving it a squeeze.

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When Bellamy spoke about being the luckiest man in he world, that he was honored to get to see Jackson like this, it just made Jackson's heart swell. To think anyone could love him so much to actually be honored by something like that. To be honored to get to see the real Jackson, who was much messier than most people could ever imagine or care to know. "The honor's mine," he said softly, watching as Bellamy cleaned his finger off, trying not to get turned on by the way Bellamy's mouth felt over his finger.

As he kissed Bellamy's jaw, he felt Bellamy slide his hand into his pants, moving over his cock and his sac, but there wasn't anything urgent about the feeling. It felt like Bellamy just wanted to touch him, not even with the intent to arouse him, and he turned his head a little to let Bellamy kiss and nip at his cheek and jaw. It felt so intimate, and yet so casual too, and Jackson couldn't help but grin. If Bellamy did this for long, Jackson probably would eventually get hard, but he could just let himself enjoy the touch for now. In fact, two could play at that game.

"I can't wait," he murmured, resting his head against Bellamy's shoulder as his slid his own hand into Bellamy's pant's, circling his fingers around Bellamy's soft member and running his thumb over the head.

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[Bellamy Blake]

Bellamy couldn't believe that anyone would think it was an honor to be with him, to marry him. He could never see himself as worth being with. But his mind never failed to recall the agreement that he and Jackson had made. That they should just stop deciding that they weren't good enough, and just be together. Just allow themselves that joy. Which worked out wonderfully because if they hadn't, then Bellamy wouldn't know what true happiness was. Jackson however distracted him from all thought when he felt his hand slip into his pants as well. The younger male sharply inhaled at the incredible sensation, releasing a breathy groan of pleasure against Jackson's skin, briefly closing his eyes and opening them once more. Seeing the road through heavy lids. "Careful," he playfully warned in a deep whisper. "I might make you finish what you're starting." A teasing remark, and yet, the possibility of getting hard again was a likely one.

Even with the gentle touch. It only made Bellamy more encouraged to continue his own actions, slowly stroking Jackson, touching him, enjoying the feel of his cock without necessarily the goal of release. Feeling every part of his length in appreciation. His lips sucked on Jackson's earlobe, wanting to occupy his lips with more of his husbeand's skin. Somehow, their surroundings registered, though it didn't ease his movements on Jackson. Instead, he just freed his mouth and tilted his lips so that they were pressed against his ear, speaking directly in it in a quiet voice. "We're here." Where the woods ended, it overlooked a beach, the waves crashing on the shore, and enough sand and space to enjoy both the water, as well as the land. It wasn't massive, but Bellamy had planned it that way. So that they could find a private area and enjoy the quietness and serenity of the beach and water.

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Jackson couldn't help but laugh at Bellamy's warning. "What I started?!" he asked. "I seem to recall you started this," he teased, but Bellamy seemed encouraged by Jackson's hand on him, stroking a little more against Jackson's cock, touching every inch of him until Jackson finally let out his own groan of pleasure. He was still trying to keep calm, but it was getting harder and harder between Bellamy's lips and hands.

When Bellamy told them they were at their destination, though, Jackson managed to pull his attention away from Bellamy for a moment to look ahead. He sucked in a small breath at the sight of the beach, distracted right away from what he was doing to Bellamy at the beauty of it. He wondered if Bellamy remembered their conversation on their first official date, where Jackson had said he wanted to swim in the ocean, or if this was just a coincidence. "Wow," he breathed. He'd never seen so much water in his life, stretching out as far as he could see. He withdrew his hand from Bellamy's pants and closed it over Bellamy's hand on him, stopping him. He wanted to get out and explore, and then maybe later have more fun on the beach.

He looked at Bellamy, grinning, and then kissed him, his appreciation for where they were evident in his kiss. "It's beautiful. I don't know what I did in another life to deserve you, but I'm not sorry."

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[Bellamy Blake]

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The playful banter was enough for Bellamy to chuckle with a bit of amusement. The groan however immediately distracting Bellamy from his retort, enjoying the sight of his husbeand starting to head toward that way of need once more. But there would be time for that later. Right now, with the arrival of their destination, Bellamy stilled his hand when Jackson brought it over his own. The younger male looked intently at his spouse the expression on his face making the entire surprise well worth it.

It drew a soft smile from Bellamy, enjoying the beautiful sight of Jackson, soaking in the gaze he held. His words made Bellamy's smile widen, though he couldn't believe that Jackson was in any way deserving of him. It was the opposite. Bellamy was undeserving of Jackson. Bellamy slowly opened his eyes once more after the kiss of appreciation, his hand moving to the back of Jackson's head, his fingers grazing along the nape of his neck. He wasn't about to dull or sully the moment with his own assurances that Jackson deserved far better than he. They were certainly well past that point now. "Now's your chance, to swim in the ocean," he told him, thinking back to their first date. With those words he parked the rover, finalyl able to let go of the steering wheel.

He moved his deprived hand to Jackson's cheek, caressing it as he turned his head so that Bellamy could kiss him again, deeply, letting his emotions pour into the embrace while his other hand remained on his nape. Easing out of it he smiled once more at the wonderful man in front of him. "Ready to check it out?" He asked him. As much as he enjoyed their current positions, he wanted Jackson to breathe in the ocean air; feel the sand underneath his toes. The last time Bellamy had been so close to water, it wasn't exactly due to the best circumstances. But he wanted to change that, undoubting that this time . . . it would make for some far more amazing memories.

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Jackson loved the soft smile on Bellamy's face when they pulled out of the kiss, but the words Bellamy said next made Jackson indescribably happy. Bellamy remembered. They were here because Bellamy remembered what Jackson had said he wanted to try on Earth on their first official date. Jackson let Bellamy park, then kissed him again when Bellamy leaned in, both his hands going to cup Bellamy's face as Bellamy's hand moved up he back of his neck.

"You remembered," he said, grinning as Bellamy asked him if he was ready to check it out. "Of course," he added, then shifted so he could get out of the rover, reaching for Bellamy's hand as he followed him. The smell of the salt air filled Jackson's nose and sound of the waves crashing against the shore felt refreshing. He walked out onto the beach, still holing Bellamy's hand as he looked out at the ocean. "Looks like the edge of the world," he said. Of course he knew better, but having seen this for the first time, it was how it felt. "Feels like I don't have to share you with anyone else for as long as we're here," he added, squeezing Bellamy's hand. And he didn't have to share Bell while they were here, which was so rare and wonderful. They had their own corner of the world for a short time, and Jackson wanted to enjoy it for as long as it lasted. 

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[Bellamy Blake]

Bellamy continued to smile when Jackson commented about his memory regarding the desire that Jackson had expressed to him. He wanted to give Jackson all that he wanted, all that he could give him. This, was just something small, yet so wonderful at the same time. When he moved out of the rover, Bellamy followed, their hands linked as they made their way to the soft ground of the sand, staring into the vast ocean; seemingly endless. It really did look like the edge of the world. A safer place, than the last time he was taken in the middle of the water. This time, he was with his husbeand and he was here for far better reasons. Bellamy's smile seemed unwavering as he let go of Jackson's hand, only to move to stand behind his spouse wrapping his arms around Jackson in the front, Bellamy's chest pressed against his husbeand's back as he held him from this position.

"That's cause you don't," he told him with a smile, turning his head to the side to place a light kiss against Jackson's neck. "Just like I don't have to share you." No missions, no training, no patients, no medical emergencies [hopefully]. "It's just you and me," Bellamy assured him, his lips pressed against Jackson's ear, speaking before moving his head to look back at the scene before him, his cheek against Jackson's cheek. Bellamy would eventually have to get the supplies from the Rover, but right now, he didn't want to move from this perfect spot.

"Can't remember the last time I slept under the stars," he said, thinking aloud his thoughts. They could actually appreciate nature this time. Usually missions or the early days on the ground, camping outside, had always involved fear, threats, danger, something to prevent them from genuine appreciation of the earth and its beauties. This time, he could appreciate it with his husbeand . . . he could enjoy everything about this place, and everything about what being in love truly entailed.

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Jackson couldn't stop smiling as he looked out at the water, leaning back against Bellamy's chest as Bellamy moved to hold him from behind. "Finally," he murmured, in response to Bellamy agreeing that he didn't have to share him, and he didn't have to share Jackson. It was just the two of them, which never seemed to happen outside of their shared apartment. There were always duties or emergencies pulling them apart. Hell, even when it came to their wedding, it hadn't been as simple and small as they'd planned. Not that Jackson could complain about all the support and love that had come from it.

Jackson closed his eyes briefly, appreciating the feel of Bellamy against him, his lips on his neck and ear, then their cheeks pressed together as Jackson tilted his head against Bell's. But he couldn't keep them closed long, and he opened them to look out at the water again. "I've never slept under the stars," he said, his arms wrapping over Bellamy's around him. He couldn't help but be anxious, though, to experience everything around them right now, so he started to toe out of his shoes where they stood. "What do we wear in the water?" he asked, wondering if Bellamy had packed them something. "Anything?" he added, grinning.

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