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CHAPTER 71 - ...WE ARE FAMILY


BRANDON

 

The laughter dies down and we take our seats. “One more thing.” Brian stands in front of his parents. “He asked and I said yes.” They frown. “Your Priest, for want of a better word, Theodore Schmidt.”

 

Gasps ripple around the room as a slightly nervy looking Ted steps out with a lot more confidence than I suspect he feels.

 

“An honour, an absolute honour!” Debs declares. “Any more wonderful surprises?!”

 

“I give you the ring bearer!” Mel calls out, and points behind them. We all turn to see Henry walking slowly towards them, clutching the cushion in one hand and Benson’s fingers with the other and wearing ear defenders. “We’re recording this, right?!” Mel wipes her eyes. She, like everyone else, had gathered behind Ted to film them.

 

“Oh yes, we are most certainly doing that!” Wilson replies with a look we have comes to recognize as his beatdown look. “Now let us begin!”

 

“To you all, I bid you welcome…” Ted begins, and I frown at Ems. “...there is one more surprise for the King and Queen of Liberty Avenue. Because of the circumstances we know and loathe, the wedding of the year could not be held where you would’ve liked, so this is the next best thing. Thanks to modern technology and Eli and Monty, I give you, Debs and Carl, greetings from The Avenue and The Boulevard!”

 

We all gasp as what we thought was a plain black wall shows a split screen of all of The Avenue and The Boulevard having a wedding block party.

 

“Say hi, guys!” Ted orders, and we are all almost blown out of our seats by the roar, and some of us are trying to quell the ringing in our ears for a few minutes afterwards. “Now you know why he has the defenders on, Mel, I knew they would get loud!”

 

“The Avenue is not known for quiet!” Carl laughs and hands Deb a handkerchief, she dabs her eyes. “You okay, honey?”

 

“Yes. Can you marry us, no...wait, no! Where’s Little Grub?!”

 

“Right here.” Daphne calls out, bringing him in. “Thought it might be best for the noise to die down a bit.” She gives him to Justin, as Brian is Carl’s best man.

 

“Quiet please! So, the wedding of Carl...sorry, ladies first, the wedding of Deborah Jane Grassi and Carl Horvath will begin.” He clears his throat. “Dearly beloved, we are gathered here in the eyes of God and the hearts and minds of those that matter and truly love Debs and Carl and wish them nothing but happiness…”

 

MAROUSHKA BAR & GRILL, BUSTLETON, PHILLY - SAME TIME

 

JARENKO

 

I look from the screen to him; he looks incredulous and angry then he turns and starts storming out. “Don't you want to see what you could've done if you just had the heart?” He whirls around, his face twisted in annoyance, the room goes quiet. “You could've, no should’ve, been the one walking her down the aisle, Michael!”

 

“Like I said before, she is no longer my Mother to walk!”

 

“Bullshit!” Leonid, one of his other shadows, seethes. “Your heart, like hers, is breaking. But, unlike you, she will have someone to help her heal. Now go on your way...we are staying to watch the wedding. You will be shadow free for once, but do avoid Liberty Avenue.”

 

“Why’s that?” He affects boredom.

 

“It is closed for the wedding block party.”

 

“What?!” He splutters incredulously. “How the hell did...ah, my never-to-be stepdad pulled some strings. Like I said, screwing the law as opposed to being screwed by them has its perks.”

 

“Just go, you hateful little man. Go play with your toys and your rapidly diminishing online friends! I don’t know why you slunk in anyway, it clearly said private party!” Leonid snarls and yanks open the door, and if Michael thinks I didn’t see that last look at the screen he is kidding himself.

 

“It is a privately run TV channel, the number is 27!” I call out. He stiffens, and with one more sneering look at me, flounces out.

 

MICHAEL’S HOUSE - TEN MINUTES LATER

 

LOUNGE

 

MICHAEL

 

I look up at the screen from the laptop. I have just heard Ted’s speech about how she cared for him and others, and see how proud Emmett looked to be standing by her side.

 

“We both made our choices!” I snap, and go back to the bidding.

 

“So…” Ted continues. “...it is without further ado that I ask for their son to step forward and make his speech.”

 

I pause and swallow hard, but it is too late, the angry tears bubble up and flow down my face. “Still, at least I can take solace knowing she will never know her grandchild and…” I sniff again. “...in getting this action...oh, what the freaking hell?! Oh this is the story of my life...bid rejected!”

 

I slam the laptop shut and am about to go upstairs when the door knocks. I open it and it is Vance’s lawyer. “What the hell are you doing...owww!” I yelp as he punches me in the eye. “Why’d…”

 

“You went to the bar association!” He bellows, and I flinch at the spittle that lands in my cheek. “You’ve ruined my life, consider that small payback!”

 

“Bar association?!” I step back as he balls his fist again. “I don't know what you are talking about!” He shakes his head then strides back down the path. “I will have you arrested for assault!”

 

He takes his time turning to face me only to have a mocking sneer instead of the worried look he should have. “Why do you think I came now? Because I knew you would be alone! No witnesses! You have nobody!”

 

He gets into his car and goes back to wherever the hell he came from. As I head to the bathroom to tend to my eye, his words hit home. “And now I never will.” Once I finish dressing the small cut, I switch off the light and go to the bedroom. “And it is all my fault...I can at least admit that, if only to myself.” I crawl, fully dressed, into bed and cry myself to sleep.

 

BACK TO THE WINTER PALACE

 

BRIAN

 

I stand forward and turn to face my parents. My gaze finds Justin and he blows me a kiss, which oddly calms my sudden nerves. “Mom, Dad, all I can say is that you are perfect for each other. And what I brought together there is nobody, nowhere and no how going to tear it asunder. Emmett, your turn.”

 

“Thanks, Big Bad.” There is giggling and eye rolling. “What? He will always be Big Bad to me. Now then, back to the stars of the show. Debs, you have two of the best things in life, well three if you count my fabulous self. A man who worships the ground you walk on and a son who has always longed for you to be his Mom. And Carl, you have a woman who will love you fiercely, proudly, and sometimes bossily, and a son who you have longed to be your own, though in your heart he always was from the moment you saw him with Debs...don’t, Big Bad, I am barely holding on!” I tip my head back to stop the tears from falling and take a couple of breaths. “May I continue?” I nod at him and look to Justin, and again his blown kiss calms me down. “You three, sorry five, no soon to be six are a family, and a beautiful one. Now get married already before I drown the palace in tears!”

 

“Inelegantly put, but he raises a good point!” Ted chuckles, and then kneels down. “Henry…” He looks up at him. “...may I have the cushion please?” He points at it and Henry takes a step back shaking his head.

 

“Mine.” He states, clutching it to his chest.

 

“I had a feeling that might happen.” Diana calls out, and then produces another box identical to the one that is on the cushion. “He’s at that everything is mine stage! They are in here.” I take the box with a smile. “You have this to come!” She chuckles, and goes and sits back next to Mel.

 

“It is beautiful…” I sigh as I regard the box elegant in its simplicity.

 

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“And I look forward to it!” I call out to her.

 

We look forward to it!” Justin corrects me, and I blow him an apologetic kiss which he catches and presses to his lips.

 

“Hey! Focus and stand here! We are the ones that are supposed to be sappy!” Mom calls out, and I get in place next to Ems between her and Dad. “It is our wedding after all!” She grumbles with a smile.

 

“Indeed it is. Now, Debs, you first, your vows.” Ted’s voice starts to break.

 

“Carl…” She sighs. “...I love you so much, not just because you love me but you accept all of me too. It would be my great honour to be your wife.”

 

“Now...C...Carl, yours.” Ted takes the handkerchief from Blake and wipes his eyes.

 

“You okay? Ted, can I say them now?” Dad asks, squeezing his wrist and he nods. “Debs, you are my everything. When I lost my dear wife, I thought I couldn’t love again, but then you came along and captured my heart...oh, don’t worry, I am not about to do a Lionel Ritchie on you, but if you could please!” He signals Wilson and the beginning of the song fill the corridor. “May I have this dance?” He holds out his hand.

 

“You have my heart, my mind and my soul, you might as well have this too!” Mom smiles tearfully. “Well, come on people, get up and dance!”

 

I find my arms full of Justin and he pulls me down for a kiss. When we break for air, I look around us, virtually everyone is dancing in the room and on screen. Ten minutes later, the music has stopped and we are all gathered around Mom and Dad, everyone holds their breath as finally they put their rings on.

 

“I now pronounce you man and wife. You may now snog the groom!” Ted declares, and Mom obliges.

 

I bend my head to kiss Justin, but stop just a hair’s breadth from his tempting mouth.

 

“What?” He whispers.

 

“I have our results.” I murmur and his eyes widen. “Shall, we find a spot to…”

 

“We will be right back!” Justin yells and drags me out.

 

TWENTY MINUTES LATER

 

JUSTIN

 

I am a bundle of happiness, and oh so very horny! We get to do it raw! But we have agreed to wait until after the commitment ceremony.

 

I look around and smile. It is just the family now, the screens are off and I should imagine one hell of a party is being held! However, it is Brian that gets my attention. I mean he always does, it's just that right now he has that look in his eye! But it is only three more weeks...we’ve waited this long.

 

“Ladies and gentlemen!” Benson calls out. “The pre-dinner appetisers will now be served!”

 

I quickly put my drink down and grab a plate, then burst out laughing when Brian hands the basket to me. “Black or white balls?”

 

 

“Who did these?!” I chuckle and take a black-balled one.

 

“Wait a second, what about those who don’t want to nibble on a dick?!” Mel snickers.

 

“Spicy salmon skin crostini for those anomalies amongst us.” Benson laughs.

 

“As for the inventive caterers, Benson and his grandfather, the latter was mortified when he saw the moulding but gamely carried on. Be careful how you nibble the end...there’s cream...uh cheese with salmon and caviar in there…” He bites the end and dips his tongue inside, I clutch the plate. “Not as creamy as yours, but it will do...for now.”

 

“Brian…” I begin and he leans in closer, his eyes blazing with lust. “...we can’t leave to do that on your parents’ wedding day!” I rebuke him, holding onto every vestigate of Wasp-dome I have.

 

“Why not?” He slides the remains of my shaft, I mean roll, inside leaving just my...no the...balls hanging out of his mouth, I watch them slowly disappear down his throat and almost break the plate in half.

 

“We would have to be super fast!” I order, and put the plate down.

 

“Oh, we will definitely be that!” He husks, and, with a quick look around, we leave. We try the room we were in just minutes ago, but it is locked. “Fuck!” He bitches as he looks up and down the corridor, but no doors are open.

 

“Bedroom?” I suggest, already pulling him up the stairs.

 

“No. There!” He points to an open door right at the end and we race towards it. Once inside, he slams the door shut and pins me against it. “God, I want you so badly, Omega, I need you so badly!”

 

“Me too, Alpha, me too! Hurry, we…” Suddenly the lights go out and torches burst into life, I look behind him and gape, for there are Emmett, Brandon, Ted, Blake and Ben, all smiling. “...what is going...now? We’re doing the ceremony now?! But I don’t have the…”

 

“You need to get changed! We’re going to help!” Brandon laughs as he and Blake step towards me with a bag. “Ben and Ted are going to sort Brian out.”

 

“What about Benson?” I stammer as I am led away from a grinning Brian.

 

“He’s setting up the room for afterwards!” Emmett chuckles as he shoos us away. “Vite-vite!”

 

Another 40 minutes later, we are facing each other, shirtless in black skin tight assless leather trousers, both of us struggling not to cry.

 

“Gentlemen, are you ready?”

 

“Yes.” Brian whispers as he takes my hand. I rub his knuckles and smile. “I spoke to my folks and explained how I knew, deep down, you wouldn’t want to be bound in public, but would do it for me. And the nearer it got the more uncomfortable you would get, so they agreed and here we are. So let’s do it our way…”

 

“Like we always do?” I nod and love him more for knowing me so well.

 

“Yes, like we always do.”

 

“Please hold out your wrists.” Emmett commands, his voice strong. “Take the opposite wrist and wind the silk first to join your hands and then I shall instruct you in the art of kinbaku…”

 

Fifteen minutes later, we are looking deep into each others eyes. “Can you breath okay?” I ask him as we are helped to be bound around the waist by Brandon and Ben.

 

“Yeah…” He groans. “...you feel like you are enjoying it as much as me!”

 

“Even more so.” I admit with a breathy sigh.

 

“Now, Alpha and Omega…” Ems sounds like he is miles away. “...you need to hold still for the tracing, but do feel free to…” His voice fades to black as our mouths meld together.

 

FORTY MINUTES LATER

 

BRIAN

 

The blood is roaring through my veins. The marks of the binding faded a while ago, but the feeling of them remains. I am on my back on the bed, the silk cools my fevered skin. “Are you ready, Brian?” Justin brushes my lips gently. There is no Alpha or Omega now, just the lovers, Brian and Justin. “Are you ready?”

 

“Yes. Now please.”

 

“Then take what is yours.” He purrs, gets on his back and spreads his legs. I frown, but he smiles. “I had a taster already...hooommmm!” He writhes as I surprise him by grabbing his cock and jerking him in tandem. “Oh, what are you...why-oh-oh...!”

 

I stop as quickly as I started and get between his quivering thighs. “Lock your ankles around my waist! Quickly!” He obeys and I sink into his warmth and the rapturous look on his face as I start to move no doubt mirrors mine. The sound of our whimpers and moans bounce off the walls, heightening this heavenly experience.

 

“Brian! I’m…” He screams, clawing my back.

 

“...one more minute!” I cry, digging into his hips, as I want our first one to be together. “Now...cum!”

 

We stiffen as the pleasure rockets through us. All we do is look at each other in stunned silence as we ride out the storm. Twenty minutes later, we are finally still, though there is the odd frisson of an aftershock. In the midst of the greatest cumming known to man, we flipped over and he is staring down at me.

 

“My…” He growls, and then looks to the door when it knocks. “...who is it?!”

 

“It’s mom!” Jennifer replies, and I feel us both withering. “We figured you weren’t going to come back, so have left you something to give you energy. See you in the morning!”

 

We wait another five minutes before he slides off me and goes to the door. He is snickering as he returns carrying the same platter as was at Blue Moon.

 

“What you got there?” I sit up as a sweet smell invades my nostrils.

 

“God, I love our family!” He chuckles as he puts the tray down. I join him in the laughter when I see the contents.

 

 

“So subtle!” He puts an entire cake in his mouth and I go still. Slowly I mimic the action and then move the tray.

 

“Your turn.” I growl at him, and he flattens me to the bed.

 

“And nobody else’s ever.”

 

“Never ever.” I murmur before he kisses me quiet and fucks me senseless.

 

SUMMERTIME - FOUR YEARS LATER

 

BRITIN

 

GUS

 

I am making my way to the big cake, it's not the cake I want, well I do, but right now I want the toy on top. Da said I can have it!

 

“Gus!” I turn around and do my best eyes as Henry catches me. “Not yet, young man, afterwards! A long time afterwards, now come along with me, you naughty Little Grub!”

 

I grin up at him and take his hand. With one last look at the toy we head outside.

 

“Did you manage to stop him, Henry?”

 

“Yes, Momma…” He tells Auntie Mel. “...he was climbing the table!”

 

“Wasn't!” I gasp.

 

“Okay, you weren't climbing, but you were really close!”

 

“Come on, you two, you need to get in place.” Auntie Mel takes takes both our hands and leads us to the big tent. I smile at Auntie Clara as we pass her and Auntie Daph. Mommy is on the other side with Uncle Hunter.

 

“Gus…” Henry looks at Auntie Clara’s tummy. “...you going to teach me how to be a big brother? I don’t know how to be that, especially to a girl. Mommy says that the baby is definitely a girl.”

 

“Yes! It is so easy though.” I smile at him. “She won’t be able to do anything for ages, but when she can it is really neat!” I turn at the sound of my sister calling my name as she totters towards us. “Be careful, Amber, slow down!” I call to her, as it looks like she is going to fall.

 

“Don't worry, Gus, I’ve got her!” Uncle Benson calls out and picks her up when she does tumble. I hope she isn't going to cry, but she is soon smiling again and holds his fingers like Henry taught me and I taught her. We get inside the tent and I see my daddies smiling at each other right up front. “Okay, Gus, you take her now. Do you remember where to stand?”

 

“Yes, Uncle Benson.” I take Amber’s hand and we join our daddies. “We’re here!”

 

“Perfect timing.” Li hunkers down and kisses both our cheeks. “So, you have a ring each, right?”

 

“I will give it to Amber when I am told to, didn't want her to lose it.”

 

“Good boy.” Da says. “Ready, family, it’s showtime.”

 

AN HOUR LATER

 

“So Gus…” Da smiles down at Amber and me, while holding Li’s hand. He is smiling really big too. “...what are yours and Amber's full family names now?”

 

I grin as I have been practicing. “Gus Charles H. Kinney-Taylor and Amber Rose H. Kinney-Taylor.”

 

“Well done!” Li picks me up and Da picks up Amber. “Shall we have cake?”

 

“Yes!” Amber and I yell.

 

TWO HOURS LATER

 

I don't think I can eat another bit of cake for the rest of my life! Amber has gone for a nap and I am resting on Uncle Ben, playing with his ring. He and Uncle Benson did the same thing as our daddies did, but I don’t remember much of it, apart from being really cold! His ring isn't as smooth as our daddies.

 

“You okay there?” Uncle Brandon comes over. “Sit up and drink this, it will help your tummy.” I hand the glass back to him and he goes back to Uncle Emmett.

 

“Gus, can you come with us please?” Li calls out, and I slowly get up. “ Did you enjoy today?” He asks as I follow them indoors.

 

“Yes…” I yawn and rub my eyes. “...bit tired and very full now.”

 

“You did eat your bodyweight in cake! That was on top of the dinner!” Da laughs and picks me up. “Nap time for you I think.”

 

“Hmmm.” I yawn again and feel myself drifting off. When I wake up later, I smile as I see what is on the table, I sit up and read the note from my daddies. “For your cherish box, love Da and Li, kiss-kiss-kiss.” I scramble under the bed and pull it out and put the toy inside. “Still, don’t understand why, but they promised they will tell me when I am a bit older.”

 

 

“Right…” I close the box and rub my happier feeling tummy. “...time to wake Amber, find daddies, and have more cake!”

 

The End.




Black bread: https://www.kingarthurflour.com/recipes/russian-black-bread-recipe

Spicy salmon skin crostini:

https://www.yummly.com/recipe/Spicy-Salmon-Skin-Crostini-969864

 

 

 

 

Chapter End Notes:

So the moon has set on this story - hope you enjoy reading it as I did writing it. Thanks.

 

Please be kind and constructive, if reviewing.

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