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Epilog

There was a touch on his shoulder, and when he turned, he was happy to discover his mom, standing there with a knowing smile on her face.

“I’m so happy for you, Rusty,” she said and gave him a hug. “Does Matthew mind if I steal you for a moment? I promise it won’t take long.”

Matty was engaged in a heated conversation with Zoey and Hanna about the sequel to A Kingdom to Plunder, which meant that he wouldn’t even notice that his current husband had gone astray for a few minutes.

“Where are you taking me?” he asked, when he saw that she was pulling him away from the crowd to a quiet spot. An unpleasant feeling began gripping his guts. “Do you feel ill?” His mom’s recovery had been nothing short of a miracle, so it came with the territory for him to worry about possible setbacks of her condition.

“No, Rusty. Sorry, I didn’t mean to worry you. There’s just someone I think you’d like to talk to.”

He didn’t have to ask who, when he noticed his dad standing stiffly a few feet away from them. Right after the ceremony, he had searched for Roy with his eyes, but since he appeared to have left already, he had given up having any sort of conversation with his parent for the moment.

“I’ll leave you boys to it,” his mom said and pushed him gently toward his dad.

At first, neither of them said anything.

“Thank you for coming,” Rusty said eventually, but without looking straight at his dad. Uncomfortable silences were something they were good at when in close proximity to one another. That and fighting, of course.

“I’m glad I did.”

That was unexpected. Rusty snapped his head up and stared at Roy, unsure of whether it wasn’t some prank, or if aliens had overtaken his dad’s mortal body or—

“You are happy,” Roy continued. He sighed and rubbed his forehead briefly. “That’s what matters.”

“Thank you, I guess,” Rusty said slowly.

His dad gave him a short look while his lips quirked into a small smile. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Um, let’s start with the obvious. Who are you and what have you done with my dad?”

It had to be a day for miracles because Roy suddenly started laughing. He shook his head in mirth. “You’ve always been funny. I thought it an inability to be serious for more than a moment, but it defines you. It works for you.”

“I thought you weren’t coming,” Rusty blurted out, still dumbfounded by this new face of his dad he was seeing.

“Your last words to me were, I think, ‘see you at the wedding, dad’. So you shouldn’t be so surprised since you were so sure I’d be here.”

“To tell you the truth, I wasn’t,” Rusty confessed.

“Since we’re doing honesty, neither was I. But your mother gave me an earful.” Roy became serious again. “She admitted to her faults in raising you. She gave me no choice but to admit mine.”

“So, mom convinced you?”

“Not directly. She left the decision up to me. That, and your brother and sister have been so upset with me for the last few weeks and forced me into making the right decision.” Roy put a hand on his shoulder. “I’m glad to see that you’ll be fine, Rusty. Despite my failing you. Seeing you today, surrounded by your friends, by so many people who appreciate you made me realize that I wasn’t able to see what has been in front of my eyes since you were born. The real you. To be honest, you do take a lot after your mom. She didn’t bend or change to turn into what I wished her to be. It’s no wonder you couldn’t, either.”

“Not that I didn’t try at all,” Rusty said with a scowl.

Roy pursed his lips and nodded. “I know that, son. Your brother and sister want to give you your wedding gift in person.”

“Okay,” he said. As expected, they weren’t men of many words when they got together. “Can you just promise something, dad? It’s not for me.”

“Go ahead.”

“Gabriel and Anna. Just let them be themselves, okay?”

“I’ll do my best,” Roy promised solemnly.

He followed his dad to his car. Gabriel and Anna bounced happily in their seats and their mom had to open the door to let them out. They were fighting over a wrapped package that looked like the kind of thing stores used for packaging clothes.

Rusty opened his arms wide and his siblings hurried to hug him. He lifted them both off the ground and kissed their cheeks.

“Wait, you’re going to make it all wrinkled,” Anna complained.

“Your dress is to die for, princess,” Rusty joked as he noticed how his sister struggled to smooth an invisible wrinkle on her pretty pink dress.

“I’m not talking about that.”

“What then?”

Anna took advantage of her brother’s lack of attention and grabbed the package from his hands, since he had been the one to emerge victorious from their little battle. “Your present,” she said pompously.

Rusty put his siblings down and Myra had to intervene in the little fight that broke out right away.

He unwrapped the thing and stared in disbelief. It was a superhero costume. Not that he recognized it as representing any of the superheroes he knew. The color was a deep crimson red, and on the front there was a rhomboidal patch on which the letters R and H had been embroidered with golden thread.

“Guys, this is like totally the thing I wanted most as a wedding gift,” he said and crouched so that he could give his two little supporters all the hugs they deserved.

“And there’s also something for Matty,” his dad said, much to his surprise. “You wouldn’t mind giving it to him, right?”

He stood to his feet and took the small box Roy handed to him. Although he was curious about what it might be, since it was Matty’s gift, he wouldn’t open it.

***

Matty watched as Rusty rushed up to him with a wrapped package over his arm and holding a small box in his hand. “Sorry guys,” he told Zoey and Hanna, “it looks like I somehow managed to neglect my husband already.”

Rusty grabbed him with his free arm and gave him a kiss. “Matty, you wouldn’t believe it, but I think my dad must be somewhat human, somewhere deep inside.”

“Okay,” Matty said slowly, since he didn’t get much of what his husband was saying. “What’s with all this stuff?”

“My brother and sister made me a superhero costume with their mom’s help. One for Rusty Han if you can imagine. But this one’s for you.”

Matty took the box from Rusty’s hand and held it.

“Come on, open it, I’m dying to know what’s inside,” Rusty hurried him. “By the way, that’s from my dad for you only.”

“Oh, is that right?” Matty no longer hesitated and pushed the lid open.

They both stared at the contents of the box.

“I can’t believe it!” Rusty exclaimed. “I thought I lost this ages ago!”

“A keychain?” Matty asked and picked the thing up from its velvet cushion. It looked worn and it had a small cartoon figure attached to it that he couldn’t place at the moment. “I suppose you lost your keys along with it when that happened.”

“Of course,” Rusty replied matter-of-factly. “Oh, I think there’s a note in there, too.”

Matty fished out the neatly folded piece of paper and opened it, while still holding the keychain in one hand.

“Please take good care of my son, Matty,” he read out loud. “I’m counting on you to not let him lose his own head.”

They stared at each other for a moment.

“Rusty, this is quite the gift,” Matty said. “I didn’t think your dad was the sentimental type.”

“I know,” Rusty replied. “But he must have held on to this for quite some time. I must have lost it while visiting him at one point when I was a kid.”

“And since he didn’t give it back to you then, it must mean that it took some time for him to find it,” Matty concluded.

“Yeah,” Rusty admitted and looked into the distance for a moment. “Okay, I’m done with feeling teary-eyed,” he added brusquely. “Now that you have the keychain to my heart, how about making that part of this being the most wonderful day of our lives come true?”

“What do you have in mind?” Matty dutifully asked.

“Oh, Matty, Matty, Matty,” Rusty said with a large grin. “It’s clear as day. Let’s nut together.”

Matty rolled his eyes. “That will have to wait, though. We’re leaving for our honeymoon, remember?”

“So, who said we can’t have car sex until we get there?”

Authentic Rusty. Matty stared at the keychain once more before he grinned back at his husband. “Sure, why not?”

***

“So, finally alone,” Jonathan said as he guided Maddox by the shoulders through the hallway so that they could reach their shared room.

While everyone else had left for their honeymoons, they had decided to postpone their departure for a day so that they could get a bit more rest.

“I still don’t understand why we have to leave later than everyone else,” Maddox complained.

Jonathan kissed his husband’s cheek and pushed him into the bedroom. “I know for a fact that someone got himself worried sick before the big event, and I noticed the dark circles under his eyes, too.”

“What dark circles?” Maddox hurried to look into the large mirror on the wall. “Come on, I don’t look that bad, do I?”

Jonathan chuckled and came from behind to drag Maddox away. “You look amazing. And there are no dark circles to speak of. I just know from your mom what you felt like before the wedding. I’m looking out for you. Will you let me?”

“If you keep staring at me with those doe eyes, I might get sick.”

“Okay, so the tender loving care approach doesn’t work with you,” Jonathan played along and changed tack. He tugged off Maddox’s jacket, letting it drop to the floor.

Then he proceeded to do the same with the bow tie, the dress shirt, and everything else. All this time, Maddox’s eyes never left him. He understood the challenge that lay in them, and he took it at face value.

He knelt in front of his darling while looking up. “And now I’m going to give you a sample of what being married to me is going to be like,” he said with determination as he grabbed hold of Maddox’s hard cock.

“A sample? I’m actually looking forward to a full-course meal.”

“I’d say we’ve had enough to eat today.”

“And yet, you still manage to look hungry to me,” Maddox said playfully and pushed one hand through Jonathan’s hair. “So, go ahead, enjoy.”

His husband knew just what to say. So Jonathan went for it, swallowing the beautiful thing in one fell swoop only for the sake of hearing a quick, familiar gasp from Maddox. He snuck one hand up to grab a perfect butt cheek and give it a warning squeeze. That was the sign that he intended to run the show, and Maddox knew it.

“Wait, wait, wait,” Maddox said breathlessly. “I’m not coming in your mouth on our wedding night.”

“What? Why?”

“Because I want to fuck you properly,” Maddox replied promptly.

“I am supposed to give you the royal treatment after enduring so much trauma because of last-minute jitters,” Jonathan said but he let himself be pulled up and taken out of his clothes just the same as he had done earlier with his husband.

“Dear Jonathan,” Maddox said formally, at odds with how daring his hands were, groping everywhere they could get to touch naked skin, “I meant every word of my vow. Especially the bit about loving you forever.”

“I thought,” Jonathan said with a soft gasp, “that you were only talking about your feelings, not the physical aspect of things.”

“I meant both. And since I want you and have wanted you for some time now because we couldn’t get freaky, this is your reward.”

“My reward? Are you turning the tables on me?”

“Oh, yes.”

Jonathan no longer protested when he ended on all fours on the bed, with his ass up in the air. Maddox’s was at his backside already, slowly preparing him and going in.

“See, I must love you properly every day or you might get too tight,” Maddox said as the movement of his fingers grew impatient.

“I get what you mean,” Jonathan replied in a breathless whisper.

“Yeah, it’s like you’re a virgin all over again. Well, I suppose one of us has to be the virgin on our wedding night.”

“Come on, babe, that’s a stretch,” Jonathan laughed, but the sound died on his lips as Maddox took advantage and went at it hard.

It was no issue, since he was no virgin, but the force of his darling’s desire took him enough by surprise to warrant a soft protest from him.

“Don’t worry, I’m all in already,” Maddox assured him.

“Great, I was starting to get a little worried that you might have grown bigger overnight.”

“Surely, that can’t really be an issue, right?”

“The bigger, the better, that’s what you’re trying to say?”

“Yep, exactly.”

Jonathan straightened up for a moment, only so that he could grab Maddox and give him a proper kiss. “Then, I suppose since that’s what you’re saying, I can only agree with you.”

“Then I’m the head of this family?”

“Of course.”

“Hmm, you’re in too much of a hurry to offer this favor I can’t refuse. What’s the catch?”

“You’ll be the guy everyone wants to see and talk to. I could use a little less attention in my life if you catch my drift.”

“All right. It’s a deal then, my darling,” Maddox said pompously.

There was nothing pompous or formal about how Maddox pushed him down and proceeded to fuck him thoroughly. Jonathan grabbed fistfuls of sheets as the pleasure he was used to by now moved through him with the force of a hurricane. There was nothing, however, that spelled natural disaster in how Maddox handled him. He was taking him hard, but not forcefully. With love, and Jonathan felt it with his entire body.

“I love you,” Maddox said as he got close.

He lost his voice afterward or he just let it succumb to a series of grunts and moans that made Jonathan feel his own pleasure soaring beyond the point of no return.

When Maddox dropped by his side, he decided that a bit of teasing was in order nonetheless. “So, are you leaving me high and dry?”

“What?” Maddox turned his head to him quickly. “I thought you--”

Jonathan burst into laughter. “You’re so easy, I swear.”

“You will pay for this,” Maddox warned him in a cavernous voice.

“Oh, no, how much? I’ll have you know my coffers are full.”

“Shut up. I’ll have you pay with your body.”

“I see. Okay, we have a deal.”

“Ah, damn, darling, you’re so easy,” Maddox served his teasing right back at him.

Jonathan laughed and draped his body over his husband’s. “Okay, let’s admit that we’re both easy and leave it at that.”

“I knew I’d manage to wear you down eventually. That was my strategy all along.”

Jonathan caressed Maddox’s hair slowly. “Well, what do you know? It worked.”

THE END

Author's note: And we have another wrap-up, my dear friends! Thank you for all your support, it's really been a fun time writing about Jonathan, Maddox, Rusty, Matty, and all their friends and families. We're telling them goodbye now, but we're not going away from Sunny Hill. Next week, Jamie's story will start, and as you may remember, his 'hunting grounds' are our well-known campus. My dear Plot Whisperers already helped me pick a profession for him - spoiler alert, Jamie's a drummer in an indie rock band - and we'll have that ball rolling in no time.

For anyone interested, I also want to mention here that together with the Plot Whisperers, I'm writing for them Drew's redemption arc that's already two chapters in.

Thank you again for all your support, for all your love for Sunny Hill, and I can barely wait to meet you again next week for the beginning of Jamie's journey!

All the best,

Hugs,

Laura.