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Rubbing the side of his neck in an attempt to soften the pain he let out a soft sigh escape from his lips. His aching feet took him back to their suite and he couldn't help the smile that was born on his lips, the one his friends always teased was the one of a “fool in love”. Ash used to get flustered every time he was called that but at this point it was useless to deny it, because what else you call someone that gets so giddy at hearing something so simple as “I got you Mr. and Mr. towels” as a joke gift.
Ash still couldn't fully believe it. After months of frantic planning, stress and all nighters with barely a moment to breathe and spend time together. They did it, they got married. All in a beautiful ceremony filled with light, laughs and delicious food surrounded by their loved ones and pokemon.
It was fun. It was amazing. And it was really exhausting.
He smothered a yawn behind his hand while lazily carrying the bag of ice his dear husband asked for when he said he was going to drop Pikachu at his mother’s room, the moment Delia saw him at the door she quickly took the pokemon perched on his shoulder and ushered him out. “Don't make your husband wait,” his mom said with a cheeky wink before closing the door on his face.
It was confusing but he didn't need to be told twice and excitedly made his way back, eager to return to the arms of his love, his stomach doing funny somersaults by the prospect of spending their first night as husbands together.
Finally in front of the door he used the electronic key and announced his arrival. "Goh! I brought the ice," he said but there was no reply.
He found the lights off, their suit jackets on the couch but no sight of his lovely husband. He lifted a brow confused.
"Goh?" Ash asked again, a spark of worry settling on his stomach.
To his relief, some seconds after a timid voice finally answered him. "Over here."
It came from the room, Ash sighed relieved and walked there after he put the ice bag in the cooler, his hand touching the wall to not stumble in the dark. He could see dimmed light coming from the room and the sweet smell of vanilla invading his senses.
And once he got there, what a pleasant surprise he found.
"Hi," welcomed the heavenly creature on the bed.
"Hi," he echoed, his mind barely managing to produce something coherent.
Sitting on the edge of the matrimonial bed, with long caramel legs wrapped on white stockings. Long veil on his head making a direct contrast with the long raven curls and a white bralette that did a lousy job at covering his chest and left his slim waist exposed, it ended with a long tail skirt with the front part barely covering his crotch. A simple layer of makeup gave the final touch.
"I know me walking down the aisle in a white dress was just Gary joking around but you seemed oddly into it." Goh explained with his gaze focused on the little bouquet of fake flowers on his lap
Ash blushed at being caught.
"That's why I thought I could give you this surprise." He said jokingly and made jazz hands to cover his own nerves. Ash stood there without moving or saying anything else. "Do- do you like it?" he asked with a little stutter and Ash could feel the anxiety coating his words, his husband now worried that this was a bad move on his part.
And Ash couldn't let that happen.
He reacted by moving quickly and pushing the shorter man on the bed. Caging him under him with strong arms and taking his lips on a demanding kiss, the strawberry flavor of the lipstick invading his tongue.
"You look beautiful. Such a beautiful bride." He murmurs and wraps his hands around the small waist caressing the lace and feeling the warmth underneath, exploring to his heart content every centimeter of exposed silky skin his fingertips could reach.
Ash kisses him with the hunger of a starving man and Goh gets quickly overwhelmed, breaking the kiss for the need of air. Pretty lips swollen and shiny with saliva.
The other man lowers now kissing his jaw and hiding his face on his neck, letting the intoxicating aroma fill up his lungs before kissing on the special spot he knows makes Goh’s knees go weak.
His lovely bride responds beautifully, gasping at the ministrations and gripping his dress shirt, moving to give him more access to his body. Ash keeps leaving a trail of kisses until coming to his chest, he moves the soft fabric of the bralette to find the adorable hard nubs under it.
“They are already so hard, that’s so cute.”
“It's because you can’t stop playing with them. It’s your fault” said Goh bashfully, obviously embarrassed.
“Sorry. I will make it up to you” Ash said devilishly before taking one of the dark hard nubs and sucking on it, earning him a surprised gasp. To not leave the other one unattended he took the free nub on his hand and started to play with it. Goh tried to mute his sweet sounds but it only took Ash twisting with his fingers to get him to moan. Maybe Goh had a point and him playing so often with his chest was making him more sensitive.
Good.
Goh continues panting making a melody of soft gasps and starts to move his hips against Ash's clothed erection rubbing against each other. The Champion makes a sound and has to physically stop his impatient husband's hips to cease his movements, grabbing onto the skin with just a bit of more strength than it was needed and grinding him onto the mattress.
"And I thought I was the impatient one."
He teases and doesn't give Goh a chance to reply, continuing his assault leaving a string of kisses on the exposed skin down his stomach and navel–with his adorable bride shivering from time to time– until he is in front of white lacy panties.
"You really went all the way," Ash says with a satisfied smirk, he positions himself better between the legs and opens them up. Hand caressing the stocking clad thigh with sensual and slow circles.
"I- I couldn't use my normal underwear. It ruined the look." Goh says looking to the side even redder than before.
"I'm glad you used them," he says, leaving a kiss on the soft thigh ", you look beautiful baby."
His bride doesn't answer but he takes notice of the soft smile on his features, pleased with the praise.
It's not like he was lying, the delicate pearly white fabric made a wonderful contrast with the brown skin, unblemished and so soft to the touch, Ash couldn't get enough of it.
He kept kissing all over the skin, each new one getting more forceful than the other making sure to leave some marks.
"Ash," Goh called with a breathy voice, "Stop teasing. Please."
"What do you mean?" He asked with fake innocence.
Even if he couldn't see him he was sure his familiar eye roll made an appearance.
Ash chuckled again before lowering his voice. "Use your words honey."
"Your mouth… Use your mouth"
"As you wish."
He kissed his hard member over the lace, already with a wet spot of precum. Enjoying the saltiness in his tongue he kept lapping at the hardness.
Ash could tell Goh was finally fed up when he felt slim fingers slip into the strands of hair, finishing to mess up his rarely styled hair and shyly pushed his head down.
"Love it when you get bossy."
"Shut up and get on it already."
He was going to comment again on how hot bossy Goh was but he decided against it, he was eager too. Pushing the fabric aside and letting the member spring free he wasted no time in taking the head, tasting the tip with his tongue and moving in circles.
Goh moaned when Ash took him on his lips, fist around the base and mouth bobbing up and down, his grip on the dark hair got stronger as he urged Ash to go faster. He didn't mind Goh setting the pace and would be more than happy to let his "wife" fuck his mouth but the trembling of his legs and labored breath told him he was close.
Gripping the hips again, he let the hard cock drop from his mouth with a wet pop and a sound of protest from the other, frustrated to be denied his release.
"I'm sorry my love but I promise this is for the better." He quickly went for the bag where he knew they kept the half full bottle of lube, and wasted no time in getting back into position. Moving his fingers so the friction could warm the substance.
He took the cock back into his mouth, but stayed still just warming up the head until he found the lube was warm enough. Goh tried to move his hips up again but Ash stopped him with a firm hand on his stomach.
"Goh would you mind helping me here?"
Embarrassed he spread his legs, Ash wasted no time and circled his pucker with the coated digits before entering one into the heat.
He saw Goh whine and grip onto the skirt of the dress.
"Don't go running your pretty dress baby," with his free hand he guided the gloved one to his hair, "Here grab onto this if it feels like too much." He told him with a gentle voice.
Goh often found himself wondering how Ash managed to sound so soft and caring while in the middle of something like this.
He couldn't dwell on it too much because Ash decided it was time to move, the up and down of his mouth in tandem with the penetrations of his finger. The digit got deeper with each thrust and Goh was between trying to close his legs and urging Ash's head to move faster. He didn't notice when he added two more fingers but the curling of them was impossible to miss, his husband had the uncanny skill of always finding the spot that made Goh curl his toes in pleasure and jank at Ash's soft hair.
He was close, so close. But every time he was ready to cum Ash stilled his fingers and used his thumb to stop him. It was torture.
"Ash please," he sobbed with some tears trapped on his eyelashes.
"Please what?" He smirked, kissing again the inside of his thigh.
"I need you."
"You already have me, remember?" He said with the most innocent smile he could muster and showed the ring on the little chain on his neck. Goh usually would find that endearing but his dick was aching for relief and his already short patience was running thin.
And Ash knew this very well so he got closer to his lovely bride's ear and whispered "You need to be more specific," before leaving a soft kiss on his cheek.
Both angry and aroused, Goh got a firm grip on Ash's dress shirt.
"I need you to fuck me right now or else–"
He was cut off by a set of lips crashing into his, sneaky tongue already demanding entrance and dragging him into a demanding kiss that took both his breath and fury away.
"See, was that so hard?" He asked with a smile followed by the sound of him struggling to undo his belt. Goh lifted his gaze towards Ash's crotch, the notorious bulge on the underwear sending shivers down his spine.
It was nice to confirm the effect he had on his husband. To know he desired him just as strongly.
He quickly lifted a hand and started to caress the member over his clothes.
“Yes baby just like that,” Ash groaned at the slow strokes. “You want to get fucked? You want me to fuck you with this cock?”
“Yes,” Goh said pleading, no ounce of shame while yanking down the dress pants freeing the engorged shaft and taking hold of it to continue with his ministrations. Dainty hand wrapped in lace around the thick and veiny cock, mouth almost watering while he mewled, “I need it so bad Ash please fuck me.”
With a hiss Ash took hold of the hand stroking his length leaving a kiss on the knuckles before ordering, “Spread your legs.”
Goh didn't waste any time in getting in position while Ash coated his member heavily in the lube before getting on the bed again, it sinking under the weight and covering the pliant body of his eager bride.
Arms on each side of him supporting his legs and spreading them more. With a movement of his hips Ash’s fat cock rubbed against Goh’s neglected one, making both men moan in pleasure, he did this again a couple of times before lining the mushroom head against the waiting hole.
"Ready?" He asks, husky voice and eyes filled with adoration. Goh always thought of this position as dangerous. Under him with legs spread and face to face. No place to hide, nothing else to hold but him.
It was raw, intimate. And one of his favorites.
He tangled his arms on his back, feeling the firm muscle under his fingertips "I'm ready.”
The push was slow and gentle but even that made Goh gasp at the feeling, he was stretched and there was enough lubrication but his lover was still big. Ash holds his hips in his place, resisting the need to thrust into the wet heat, instead he drops kisses to Goh’s face and hair, slowly reassuring him.
Goh moved his hand to grab at Ash’s cheeks and pull him into a kiss. “I’m fine, just go easy,” he said, encouraging him to keep going. And Ash does, burying himself into the familiar warmth almost entirely. He stayed there waiting for Goh to get used to the stretch and reached to graze at the neck and chin, kissing and nipping to help distract his lover while he enjoyed the heavenly feeling of being surrounded by Goh's warm tight walls.
He kept like that until a pair of hands came to grab at his ass and pushed him forward into the greedy hole, making both of them moan at getting the last thick inch inside, heavy balls smacking against jiggling skin.
“Show me what you got, Champion,” Goh said with a daring smirk.
He smiled back, accepting the challenge dragging his cock out of the hole and slamming it back to the hilt with a powerful thrust that erased that smirk of his face.
"Ash," Goh cried out, and that was everything he needed to hear to start pistoning his hips at a merciless pace.
Goh's body lurched forward by the strength of the thrusts, he had to hold tightly to the blades of Ash's back to keep in place.
The trainer's gaze focused on his lover's face, dark and red hair spread all over the pillow and veil in a waterfall of curls. Little tears trapped in between the impossible long lashes and shapely red tinted lips curling into a lecherous smile.
His bride had the looks of an angel.
"Ah. More. Ah! AH! Fuck me more!"
And the moans of a whore.
He curled one of his arms around the waist of his slutty beloved, lifting him from the bed with ease and guiding them to a sitting position. He knew how much the show of strength turned him on and the way his hole clenched deliciously around his lenght just reassured him of it.
After some seconds of no movement Goh started to get impatient, moving his hips to entice him to continue or to let him ride his cock, but Ash's arm kept him in place. Goh let out a sound of protest.
"Who would have said I would marry an impatient cockslut?"
In truth Ash wanted nothing more than to pound him over the mattress but teasing Goh was just as fun.
"You said that as if it wasn't also your fault." He said, still trying to move his hips, "Come on Ash I want to come on your cock."
"Such a dirty mouth for a blushing bride."
"Also your fault."
Goh silenced him with another passionate kiss, making him lower his guard so he could soften the grip on his lower back. Ash could see right through his little strategy but the roll of his hips impaling himself on his shaft was too good to stop it again.
Ash's hands lowered from his waist to grab at the fleshy cheeks, moulding them on his hands.
"Yes," moaned Goh against his mouth, pretty blue eyes clouded with lust and pleasure.
Ash parted the flesh to gain better access to his hole, shoving himself in and out with guttural grunts. Goh encouraged him enthusiastically, pleading him to go even harder, scratching at the skin of his back. The trainer moaned pleased with himself, knowing he was making the blue eyed beauty lose control.
"Yes yes there! Right there!" He babbled frantically, tightening the hold of his legs around Ash's waist, trapping him so he wouldn't dare to pull out until he reached his release.
"Fuck. Such a tight ass," he hissed, sweat traveled down his frown, muscles tensing with effort. "Taking my cock like you were made for it, such a good little wife."
He felt his release close and with a last effort he hammered into the sloppy hole with punishing strength seeking for that special spot with the obscene squelch of skin against skin and the sound of the headboard of the matrimonial bed hitting against the wall rumbling inside the room.
"So" He felt an almost painful grip on his back. "Fucking" The tightening of the walls around him forced his pulsing cock to spill inside. "Beautiful"
With a final high pitched cry, Goh's body tensed before becoming putty in Ash's arms. Muscles relaxing and exhaustion draping around their bodies.
Ash pushed them on the bed clumsily making Goh fall over with an Uff when the champion's muscled body collapsed over him.
“Sorry.” Ash said once he heard his discomfort but did little to move from his position, too lost in his post orgasm high, Goh suspected he wasn’t really apologetic.
He wasn't really sure how long they stayed in that position, but it was enough for Goh to start drifting to sleep until a pair of lips started to nip at his shoulder followed by rough hands massaging his aching hips, pushing them deeper into the mattress.
“What are you doing?” protested Goh, a little grumpy for being denied his sleep.
“Showering you with affection.”
“Gross.”
“You really want to talk about who is the gross one here?” the champion smirked while looking at the state of his husband. Hair wet with sweat sticking to his brow, ruined lipstick and mascara running down his face.
“Let’s be clear you are the one who liked the idea Mr. I-will-subtly-stare-at-the-sexy-bride-lingerie-pic-Gary-sent-to-the-group-chat.” His rant was cut off by Ash getting out of him and lifting himself from the bed, making him softly moan.
“Don’t act like you didn't enjoy it too” Ash’s gaze focused on the ruined lace panties with the front stained by the familiar sticky substance that was also dripping from Goh’s gaping hole.
Red faced he closed his legs, hiding from Ash’s lustful eyes. The trainer didn't mind too much and smiled at the devilish idea of opening his husbands legs while he ate him up.
Later he calmed himself while he hugged Goh by the shoulders.
After all, their Honeymoon was far from over.
For now he just wanted some cuddles.
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“Do you think the neighbours heard us?”
“Goh I’m pretty sure the receptionist heard you.”
“Ash!”
“That’s not bad. It means I’m doing a good job.”
Goh’s fears were confirmed the next morning when the staff of the hotel kindly asked them to lower their volume.