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Ohoho~? Honeymoon with Bokuto Koutarou

Anonymous asked: If it's not too much trouble can I request a fluffy wedding day/nsfw wedding night scenario for Bokuto and a female s/o please? I love your blog btw keep up the fantastic job!!

Ahhh Bokuto!!! My beefy babe <3 The most perfect of a husband I could ask for *cries forever* Why can't he be real????? So for this, it's going to be the wedding reception and the wedding night, okay? Weddings are LONG AF, and the actual wedding is kind of... blech compared to the party afterwards! So I hope you enjoy what I created for you! Thanks for requesting! -Admin Satori <3

Bokuto Koutarou:

"Hey Hey Hey, pretty lady!" A booming voice sounded from the other side of the reception room, and you turned on your heel quickly just as he charged for you. You laughed as he wrapped his arms around your middle and swung you around, your reception dress billowing around you where his body wasn't pressing against it. "Where have you been all my life?" Bokuto smiled widely up at you, setting you down on your feet, but not removing his hands from your waist.

You smiled brightly up at him and kept your arms around his neck, "Gift Shop." You stated simply, and laughed when his eyes widened and his head turned this way and that to look for the gift shop you were talking about. "Do you want to dance, my handsome husband?" You asked, pulling away from his arms and bowing politely, smiling widely when he only reached out and pulled you back into his arms.

Bokuto hadn't stopped blushing lightly, or relaxed his blissful bright smile, since the moment you'd seen him as you walked down the aisle. Today was a happy, joyful day. He felt humbled, but ecstatic, by your presence and your choice to keep him by your side for the rest of your lives. "Ah, ah, ah, ______! You're not leaving my arms ever." Bokuto laughed, the sound rumbling deep in your chest and warming you from the inside out. This laugh was your favorite.

Slowly, one of your hands pried his away from around your waist so you were holding it in yours. The size difference was something to marvel at, your slim fingers only taking up a little over half of his thick ones, his palm being big enough to swallow up yours if he closed it around yours, his fingers weren't that much longer than yours, but enough to press his fingertips over and on the tops of yours. You smiled softly, seeing your wedding ring, glittering in the lights of the reception hall, aligned with his own wedding band. "I wouldn't want to be anywhere else." You whispered loud enough for him to hear, your eyes going from your slowly intertwining fingers to his face; his light blush darkened a few shades and his eyes widened as they met yours. "Come on, Kou, dance with me." You smiled sweetly.

Being the excitable young man he was, Bokuto hadn't really learned how to dance as fluidly or gracefully as you had. But that didn't seem to matter to him. You were surprised when his legs moved along to the slow song without any hesitance; You'd been expecting him to look down at his feet to make sure he didn't accidentally step on your toes or make sure he was on beat with the song. But his wide golden eyes never left yours.

The two of you twirled around the reception hall, everyone's eyes on the way your bodies flowed around each other. Double stage lights lit up the two of you twirling around each other, emphasizing how in tune the two of you were with each other as if you'd been dancing around each other since the beginning of time.

As the song came to an end, Bokuto raised your hand above your head, letting you twirl under his arm a few times before he pulled you flush against his chest. On the final note of the song, he leaned down and pressed his lips against yours in the most fulfilling kiss you'd ever experienced in your life.

Of course, it couldn't last forever like you'd wanted. Suddenly, Bokuto's lips and arms were gone from you, and you opened your eyes in shock only to laugh softly when you met a pair of golden eyes and a familiar smirk. "You don't mind if I cut in, right?" Kuroo raised an eyebrow down at you as he twirled around with you on the dancefloor. Bokuto was pouting on the sidelines, his arms crossed over his chest and his eyes never leaving your form as you moved around with Kuroo.