Sweet Like a Honey Bee-Randy-
"f**k" I breathed as Elliot slid his third finger into me.
We were sitting on our couch- a wrapped condom hanging from Elliot's mouth and his face beat red with lust. It had been a month since we had a shotgun wedding and I lost my virginity- through this last month Elliot has been taking his time prepping me for tonight.
When I mean take his time- I mean TAKING HIS SWEET TIME. Seriously I was such a scrambled mess I don't think I can even hold it together but here I am- way too close to Cumming and he hadn't even entered me yet.
His other hand was gripping my hip tightly as the one thrusting fingers into me moved at a pace a snail could beat. I understand he's trying to be gentle with me but COME ON. I've been waiting for this since I first laid eyes on him. All I want him to do is f**k me.
As if he had read my mind he let go on my hip and pulled the condom open. He used one hand to pull it over his thick member and I looked down at it. Both his and my length were sandwiched between our stomachs.
"Fuckin finally" I mumbled, and Elliot chuckled- his head way too clear for my liking.
I wanted him to be a mess too. So, I leaned in and laid my lips on top of his. He gasped in surprise as I used both my hands to cradle his face, "Elliot just f**k me- I'm dying ere'" I whined, and he smiled.
He pulled his fingers out of me and fumbled until he had poured lube onto his wrapped length and grabbed my hips, "Are you sure?" He asked sweetly, and I just about melted, he was driving me crazy.
"I am so sure I think I will explode" I huffed.
"You're cute when you're bratty" he smiled and lined himself up with me- I could feel the cold lube covering his warm body- I tensed quickly and he clicked so my attention fell onto his face. He looked at me with warm eyes- his heart beating wildly. He pressed a soft kiss on my lips and I relaxed. He slid into me slowly until he bottomed out.
There we sat- my straddling his hips. Both of us shamefully out of breath. His hands were wrapped around my waist and mine gripped his shoulders.
"You okay? How do you feel?"
Why the hell did he have to be so sweet! He was going to give me a cavity at this rate, "I'm good Ellie- move- please"
He nodded- his serious face making me smile. His hands moved to my butt and he pushed my back down so I fell into his chest. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he lifted my butt a little and let it ride down again.
He groaned- his voice so deep it made me shiver. Even when I f****d him he never made a sound like that. I blushed and buried my face into his neck- mewling as he lifted me up and down.
Eventually I moved my own hips and pulled back from his chest. His hands fell loosely at my thighs. His head craned back and his mouth ajar. He was moaning my name over and over and man is that a confidence booster.
His good hand reached around my length and he pumped me in time with me riding him. I came soon after that- the mix of his member buried deep inside me and his hand tight around my throbbing member too much for me to withstand. He came soon after and he collapsed on the yellow couch. Unable to move for a while.
"I love you" I whispered as the house grew dark.
"Mr. Classman- I love you more"
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Three years later:
"I swear to the lord Luca! If you got all muddy I am going to have you muck stalls for the rest of your life!" Randy snapped at his 7-year-old son- he looked at Randy guiltily and Randy sighed.
Randy kneeled and wrapped him up in a hug- "you know I didn't mean to yell sweetheart- it's just- we all have to look nice for uncle Blakes wedding- okay?"
"yes papa" Luca teared up and hugged Randy’s neck. Randy lifted him up and went inside to see Elliot bouncing their youngest daughter Korin in his arms. Fatherhood looked darn good on Elliot and his short beard made Randy want to say screw it to this wedding and screw him all day.
But Randy’s parents would kill them both if they missed Randy’s brother's wedding.
"She asleep?" Randy whispered, and Elliot nodded. Randy carried Luca over to Elliot and their son looked at his little sister and hummed. Randy leaned close and kissed Elliot softly- their son groaning.
"Can you make sure Brook is ready? Then we can get everyone strapped in and get going" Elliot whispered.
"Yeah- watch Luca for me okay"
"Got it" Elliot smiled at their only son, "You and me little man" Luca nodded happily, and Elliot walked to the couch and sat with Luca and Korin.
Randy walked to the back of their cottage and knocked on the door or their first child, "Brook, you almost ready?"
"Yep" she swung the door open and Randy’s eyes glittered at the sight of his oldest.
"Stop growing up okay" Randy blurted out and she laughed, "C'mon pops- we can't be late! Sandy said I ca help her get ready!"
The 9-year-old was best friends with her soon-to-be aunt.
"Alright I get it, hurry my old ass up" Randy chuckled, "Korin is asleep so don't be too loud"
"I won't" Brook smiled- tucking her long black hair behind her ear and skipping to Randy’s husband.
They adopted Brook from Korea when she was 7- she was stand offish at first but her and Elliot bonded over K-pop, so she really opened up. Luca is from an orphanage in New York and they've had him for about a year. Their newest was from one of Angels friends who got pregnant in college and didn't want to raise it. So, Elliot and Randy happily volunteered to take her in.
She was a sleepy baby- she was either asleep or in Elliot's arms. The two were very close- maybe since Elliot was thrown away as a baby too. Randy tries not to think too much into it.
"Ready everyone?" Randy asked, and his family nodded leaving the house. Elliot and Randy walked side by side and Randy locked the door behind them, "Can I just say how handsome you look as a dad- like seriously Ellie- you look hot"
Elliot chuckled and kissed his husbands forehead, "I could say the same for you"
"Yeah because I finally gained all my weight back"
"No" Elliot shook his head, "You were really born to be a dad- I mean I never thought I'd have this perfect little family. I love you so much"
Randy smiled at him, "I love you so much more"
"Impossible"