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Chapter Twenty-Two: Honeymoon

A/N: Only one chapter left! Also, here's some smut for ya. (; 

Scott's POV

Today is our last day on our honeymoon, and I want to make it really special. I'm not gonna lie. Mitch and I haven't had any sex these past two weeks. We've been going out and doing things, and we come back tired. But tonight, it's gonna be different. I bought all of his favorite Disney movies and we're gonna have a night in. Then we won't be too tired. Our honeymoon was, well, imagine Breaking Dawn. Yes, I'm am referring to Breaking Dawn. Our honeymoon was kind of like there's. Well, except for Mitch becoming pregnant and dying and then coming back to life. Oh, Twilight. Anyways, it's a secluded beach along with a beautiful beach house.

"Mitchie?" I say, walking on the beach to the water where Mitch was. "Are you ready for our date night?" He looks back at me, his big brown eyes making me melt every time.

"Always." he replies, taking my hand and walking me back up to the house. We sit on the couch and he lies his head on my chest. We start the marathon with putting in The Incredibles, which is one of my favorite, and we're ending with Frozen, which is Mitch's favorite. 

After we finish the movie, I start to move slightly but stop because I'm not sure if Mitch is asleep.

"Mitchie?" I whisper. "Are you awake?"

"Yeah." he says, sitting up.

"Are you getting tired?"

"Not really, we didn't really do anything today to make me tired."

"Let's go cuddle in bed, love." We walk to the bedroom, but Mitch stops me before I get on the bed.

"I don't want to cuddle." Mitch says.

"Then what do you want, babe?" He pulls me close and kisses my lips.

"You." he whispers, and that's almost enough to take me over the edge. He pulls at the hem of my shirt, hinting at me to take it off. After we discard all of our clothing, including boxers, Mitch and I lay on the bed. I straddle him, kissing all over his body. I slowly go down, taking him in my mouth. He's not rushing me. That's the thing about Mitch and I. We always agree on how we wanna take things. And tonight, we wanna take it slow and romantic. After I finish him off, I come back up and put his legs over my shoulders. I align myself with him, and I go in slowly. When he gives me the okay, I start pumping in and out. Mitch grabs himself and starts pumping furiously.

"Mitchhhhh." I moan. I start to thrust faster and harder, and I hear moans come out of him as well. Soon, Mitch yells loudly, shooting up on his stomach. I take myself out of him and pump myself to make me come.

"Come here." Mitch says. I crawl over to him, and he takes me in his mouth. Sooner than I thought, I let go in Mitch's mouth. I fall down, and Mitch curls up in my arms.

"Mitchie?"

"Yes?"

"Thank you."

"For what, Scottie?"

"For letting me love you."