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"Congratulations! You may kiss the bride."

Their lips connected on a kiss that felt extremely magical. It was almost like there was no one left in the field but the two of them.

"Ready?" He asked her.

"Yes," she smiled with excitement.

They ran off the stage, getting cheers as they did.

"Have fun mom and dad!"

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He wrapped his hands around her throat as he pounded her from the back.

"Uhhh my God," she moaned. "Yes," she said faintly.

He pushed her down, slamming her head onto the pillow as his thrust got harder and more impactful.

"Oh fuck," she moaned louder. "I'm gonna come."

He turned around on her back, wrapped his arms around her neck, and slowly stroked in and out til she came all over his cock.

Her leg being to shake and she gripped the sheets beside her.

Not too long after she came, he came all over her stomach.

"I'm suprised you still got it old man," she said, slightly out of breath. "What are you like? Fifty?"

"Haha."

"Just sayin."

Reagan got up, nearly falling to the side. She went in the bathroom to turn the shower on.

"Want to shower with me?" She popped her head out the door.

"No, I gotta take care of some stuff but you have fun."

"Wha- it's our honeymoon and you'd rather 'take care of some stuff' then shower with your new wife?"

He looked at her, furrowing his brows. "Yup. That sounds about right."

"Wow," she giggled. "Okay then. Old people gotta take care of old people things I guess."

Stephan was still a teacher, a professor in fact. He taught at a prestigious college in California, where they lived.

Once Reagan got out the shower she was extremely disappointed in her new husband.

"Grading papers? On our honeymoon?" She crossed her arms over her chest.

"I'm sorry," he laughed. "I was supposed to get these grades in two days ago. My students are emailing me. I'm sorry."

Reagan rolled her eyes. "Can't believe I married a teacher."

"Can't believe I married, again, to my former student."

Reagan walked over to and behind the chair he was working at. She wrapped her arms around his neck. "But it was worth it," she licked his ear slowly. "Wasn't it?" She whispered seductively in his ear.

Stephan shrugged. "Maybe," he gave her a sloppy kiss. "Now if you don't mind, I have papers to grade."

Reagan rolled her eyes making Stephan laugh a bit.

"Well before you do," she began, sitting on the bed not too far from the chair. "Ags is turning fourteen this month. She give you any ideas on what she wants to do?"

"I can't believe you named our child Agnes," he said as he organized papers.

"Ste- that's not the answer to the question I asked you. Look, I know what she wants but as far as activites, I have no clue."

Stephan sighed, looking up at Reagan. "Well why don't we just talk to her?" He continued with the papers.

"Because as her parents we should know. I think. You had two kids, any advice grandpa?"

He looked up once more, seeming to be annoyed. "By talking to them Rea," he said annoyingly.

Reagan rolled her eyes. "But what if she thinks I don't know her or something?"

"Reagan," he said, raising his voice a little. "Please just let me do this. We can talk about it later, okay?"

Reagan aggressively sighed. "Fine." She sat on the bed watching him. "Kind of sexy when you yell at me. Am I gonna get in trouble if I keep talking?"

"No," he sighed. "I'm gonna walk away."

"Away from what?" She furrowed her brows.

"From you talking," he giggled.

Reagan rolled her eyes. "Fine."

Reagan fell asleep before Stephan had been done. Everynight he'd kiss her on the cheek and tuck her in if she wasn't already. So, that's what he did.