Forever Soulmates (Gallavich)

Ian, We Are Married Men

Ian stands at the alter fidgeting nervously with his tie as he hears the music start. He looks down the aisle, the aisle that Mickey will walk down. Or rather is walking down now.

Ian blushes as the love of his life walks up to him and stands across from him. Mickey's face matches the crimson red of Ian's.

The priest walks up and begins the ceremony. Leaving all friends and family to fall silent as the priest speaks.

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"Ian do you take Mickey Milkovich as your lawful husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and cherish until death do you part?" The priest asks looking at Ian

"I do. To have and to hold. Til death do us part" Ian smiles and looks at Mickey, holding his hand.

"And Mickey do you take Ian Gallagher as your lawful husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and cherish until death do you part?"

"I do. To have and to hold. Til death do us part" Mickey says looking into Ian's emerald eyes.

"You may kiss the groom!" The priest shouts.

Ian slips his arm around Mickey's waist and pulls him in for a passionate kiss.

Lips meet lips and all is well.

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After the wedding Mickey looks to Ian and says "Ian, we are married men. But are you sure you want my name?"

"Yes I want your name. I fell in love with your name!" Ian exclaims happily while grabbing Mickey's hand. "TO THE ALIBI!" He shouts as everyone walks out cheering for the pure fact that alcohol was mentioned.

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Ian and Mickey had just gotten home and were greeted with Svetlana who was there for Yevgeny.

"Have fun love birds. But not too much fun." She smirks before walking out with Yev.

"Well Mickey. Now that we're alone, why dont we fuck so hard that the hole we just patched up breaks again?" Ian asks while undoing his button down-shirt.

"Can we fuck hard without breaking a hole in the wall?" Mickey asks while udoing his belt. "I just fixed that one and I'd like for it to stay that way for awhile" he says while slipping his belt out of the loops.

Ian huffs and nods. "Or I could just fuck you into the couch." He offers to which Mickey nods, starting to strip himself and then tugging at Ian's slacks. Ian complies and strips himself completely.

Mickey bites his lip. "Let me ride you Mr.Milkovich" he says seductively.

Ian nods and sits back on the couch, gripping himself firmly and jerking to full attention. "C'mon then cowboy" Ian chuckles as Mickey pushes his hand away and and climbs on top. Hovering over Ian and reaching back to guide Ian to his still tight entrance.

"Spread me Ian" he says with a gasp. Ian grabs his ass and spreads him open as Mickey slips onto him and gets fully seated.

He waits a little while before starting to move his hips up and down while Ian slowly thrusts up into his tight heat.

"Fuck" Mickey gasps out weakly as he hits his own prostate, slamming himself down onto Ian at a fast and hard pace. "Ian!" He moans out loudly, burying his face in the redheads neck, wrapping his arms around the back of his neck as he continues to slam himself down.

Ian cant mutter a word, all he can do is let out strangled groans and hold onto his lovers hips. Nothing can give him the same feeling as when Mickey is clenching around him.

Mickey bites his neck as his body tenses up, his cock sending white spurts onto Ian's chest. Ian filling him up.

Both men relax into each others grip as they come down from their highs.