Two Intertwining Melodies (Will Ramos)

XXIII.

*SMUT*

When we joined the party again, I spotted Maria and Oli waiting close to the door for us. Before I even had chance to smile at her, Maria ran to me and sent me stumbling backwards as she grabbed me tightly in an embrace.
We stayed like that for a few moments, the pair of us were sniffling. "I'm so fucking ecstatic for you two! You're perfect for each other." She took a step back, one of her arms still around me, the other reached out for Will. He came forward and joined our hug. "Thank you for making her so happy Will and for including me in all of this." Her head leaned against mine and she squeezed me gently. "I love you."

"I love you too." I sighed happily. "Now, let's go get a fucking drink!" I stepped back and wiped my eyes with a huff of a laugh.

It was brought to my attention rather quickly that everyone in attendance was of importance to Will and I. I hadn't been paying attention before, but it was blatantly obvious now.
I'd been bamboozled by face paint and masks.

"So when did you decide it was time?" I smirked.

"To throw a party?" I rolled my eyes at him. "When I gave you the promise ring, I'd already decided I was going to propose, I just hadn't figured out how." He went in his pocket and picked up my right hand, slipping the promise ring on there. "I spoke to Maria in the New year to start figuring everything out."

"The whole year, you've been working on it for the whole year." I was dumbstruck at how much dedication had gone into it. Not just from him either.

"I did say that when I proposed it'd be like nothing you've seen before. I meant it." He laughed, clearly pleased with himself. "It would have been pretty awkward if you'd have said no though!"

"Never would have happened." I looked around the room again, the amount of people had lowered dramatically. "I can't believe you did all this. Imagine what the wedding will be like!" I grinned with pure excitement. "I'm gonna be your Wife!"

"I'm gonna be your Husband." He smiled lightly at me. My heart swelled just from hearing those words.

"Say that again, I liked it." I bit my lip, suddenly aching for him.

He leaned into my ear. "I'm gonna be your Husband and you're gonna be my Wife." His voice was low.

"We need to go be alone." I looked at him hungrily.

"Right now?" Laughter was in his words. I just nodded at him. "I'll get us an Uber."

"It can't wait that long. C'mon" I grabbed his hand and we left the party.

We walked quickly through the halls to return to the room he'd proposed in. The candles were still lit, although a lot shorter than they were.

We were on each other the second the door shut. His hands grasped my ass and my fingers worked on unbuckling his belt, lips never leaving the other's.
I leaned back from him "Shit, the cameras?" I looked over at them warily.
He walked over to the first one and grabbed the wire, ripping it down from the wall. The other one suffered the same fate.

"Get over here" he ordered me with a grin, making his way to the middle of the room. I walked over slowly, looking at him with pure lust. He started to take his jacket off.

"No! Leave it on" his face scrunched up in confusion. "I like the whole Morticia and Gomez thing" I felt my face warm, an embarrassed smile crept on my face.

"No shame in that" he pulled it back on "whatever my love wants."

He grabbed my hand and suddenly pulled me towards him. His lips were on mine gently at first, then they became frantic. His arm snaked around my waist, pulling me right into him. I could feel his growing arousal, only making my aching worse. My hand ran down his chest, over his stomach and then further down to unzip his pants. My fingers pushed the material apart to gain entry, brushing over his swollen cock. His breath hitched in his throat before his kissing became more feral. He started to walk me backwards carefully, neither of us letting go of the other. My legs hit something and he turned us around, lowering himself on to the chair. I felt cold without him so close, made to feel the chilly air even more so when he began to lift my dress up. His lips explored my thighs, hands cupping my ass he turned me around, biting my ass cheek playfully before he gave one of them a sharp smack. I let out a gasp, peaking over my shoulder to look at him, he looked like a crazed man. I fucking loved it.