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Going Home Married
Jared pulled the car into their driveway, his entire body tingling with happiness. It had been tingling for a few hours, and it wasn’t going to stop anytime soon. “I still can’t believe it. We’re married!”
Next to him, Finn laughed softly. “We’ve been bonded for more than a year. Shared finances, everything in both our names…”
“Yeah, but we’re married.” Jared’s face was starting to cramp from all that smiling, but he couldn’t stop. “Married, Finn. You’re mine for eternity.”
Finn laughed again, reaching over to link their fingers. “Maybe we should’ve done this sooner, if makes you this happy.”
“No, this is fine.” Jared clicked off his seatbelt and leaned over to give his omega—his husband—a deep kiss. “I think we should get married again.”
Finn huffed. “When? Right now?”
“Well, everyone has already gone home.” Jared thought about it. “What about next week?”
Finn’s smile matched his. “Maybe next year. If we’re getting married every other week, no one’s going to show up at our wedding anymore.”
Jared stopped breathing. “Really? You’d marry me every other week? All over again?”
“Yes.” Finn looked at their tangled fingers, gold bands gleaming against their skin. “You’ve already been claiming my scent glands every other month. Getting married is just cementing that promise, isn’t it?”
Jared admired the constellation of silvery bite scars on the crook of Finn’s neck, and those on his wrists. “I need to mark you again.”
Finn’s gaze darkened. “Maybe after we get Pepper properly settled into her nap. It’s been a long day for her.”
Jared went to get a dozing Pepper out of her car seat, except she woke up the moment he scooped her into his arms. “Papa!”
His heart melted. It had only been a year since she was born—she had been so tiny back then, and Jared had been wary of accidentally hurting her. But she’d grown fast, and she was now a lot hardier than she’d been. Strong like Finn. Every milestone Jared witnessed, he couldn’t help swelling with pride—something he’d never expected himself to feel for a child.
Pepper held her fist out to him, and squished a blob of something on his nose. Something that felt damp and soft, falling apart in a mess of crumbs.
Pepper giggled; Jared almost became a puddle of goop when he looked into her eyes.
Next to them, Finn burst out laughing. “How did we miss that cake in her hand?”
“I don’t know. She must’ve compressed it into a tiny ball.” Jared grinned and brushed the crumbs off the car seat, before grabbing her travel bag. “C’mon, let’s get inside.”
Jared handed Finn the travel bag and hauled him over his shoulder, stepping through the doorway of their home. Pepper squealed; Finn laughed.
“I’ve been dreaming of this,” Jared said with a big grin. “Carrying you over the threshold of our home.”
“Carrying us both,” Finn corrected, delight in his voice.
They passed the large eggplant beanbag in the corner of the living room. “Hey, that totally matches our wedding outfit,” Jared said.
It did. Jared’s suit was a purple so dark that it was almost black, while Finn’s was a brighter lilac, like those long, thin Japanese eggplants. Now that Jared had moved his potted eggplants here and taken over one of the raised garden beds, he had a few different varieties of eggplant growing—some round and short, some long and thin.
Finn squirmed on his shoulder. “I thought you picked those colors on purpose.”
“I didn’t! I just thought they looked good.” And then Jared felt a little bit silly. How much of his life did eggplants not influence?
“I guess you live and breathe eggplants,” Finn said wryly when Jared set him back on his feet.
“Maybe I should have some actual eggplants in my pants.”
Finn raised an eyebrow. “Why?”
“Because—”
“Egg-ppp?” Pepper said.
Oops.
Finn laughed. “At least that’s all she understands right now.”
“No kidding.” Jared rubbed his head sheepishly. “Let me get her to bed, and I’ll—”
“I’ll get her to bed,” Finn said, lifting Pepper out of Jared’s arms. Over the course of his pregnancy, it seemed that he’d grown stronger—maybe because he’d had to carry Pepper around so much. Admiration fluttered in Jared’s veins.
“I should do it,” Jared said.
“Why don’t you get the rest of the things put away?” Finn batted his eyelids.
Jared couldn’t resist that at all. “Sure.”
They parted ways, Finn disappearing into Pepper’s bedroom, Jared refilling the things in Pepper’s travel bag, rinsing out the used food containers and drink bottles. Then he cleaned up the small mess that they’d left behind in their hurry to make it to the wedding on time.
When that was done, Jared checked on his family; Finn was cradling Pepper in his arms, the softest smile on his face.
That was Jared’s husband. Jared grinned wide and slipped out of the house, stopping by his eggplant bushes. He picked one his size, then another two that were thin but long, and wickedly curved. He fitted them all into his pants and made his way back indoors.
“Got something for you, babe,” Jared said when Finn stepped out of the bedroom.
“What—oof!” Finn clapped his hands over his mouth when Jared swept him off his feet.
Jared brought him to the eggplant beanbag, laying him down on it. Then he straddled Finn’s hips, the fabric at his crotch straining with its load of fruit. “I’m making you an eggplant promise.”
Finn’s gaze anchored on Jared’s strange bulge. “Jared, what…?”
Jared grinned. “Guess how many.”
“You—You put eggplants in there? Really?” Finn began giggling helplessly.
“I mean, no one’s really had an eggplant in their pants before. I figured I should break that record. And consummate our marriage with eggplants.”
Even though he was still giggling, Finn’s eyebrows went all the way to his hairline. “You’re… serious about it.”
“C’mon, guess how many.” Jared grinned and rolled his hips.
Finn touched his fingertips to the lumpy bulge, following one line slowly from base to tip. His fingers snagged against the fabric and crested the top of the eggplant, circling it. Jared’s mouth went dry. He wasn’t supposed to find eggplant-fondling hot… was he?
Finn grasped the next eggplant. Then he squeezed lightly, kneading down its length, and Jared’s own ‘eggplant’ swelled in his pants. He knew what Finn’s touch felt like—it had always been exquisite. And now he felt as though he might rip his pants.
“Wanna pull out my eggplant?” Jared growled.
“I’ve always wanted to.” Finn laughed, his eyes dancing. Then he grasped Jared’s zipper and tugged down, and eased his hand into the already-tight space. When he circled his fingers around one eggplant, he accidentally nudged Jared’s cock through his underwear.
The only indication Finn gave that he knew, was the quiet hitch of his breath.
Jared grew so hard, it felt like he might burst.
Then Finn pulled out the wickedly-long eggplant, and it felt as though it’d never end, inch after inch of purple ‘cock’ coming out through Jared’s fly.
“I wish,” Jared said.
Finn huffed, but he stroked his fingers down that eggplant, base to tip. “Are you still uncomfortable here?” he murmured, flicking his thumb over the tip of another eggplant.
“No,” Jared said. For the most part, anyway.
Sometimes, there were underwear ads where it was obvious that they’d gotten a hung alpha to model those clothes. Jared always felt a twinge when he saw them—he knew he shouldn’t be affected. He knew Finn accepted him completely. But those ads always left him wondering if his own underwear fitted him right. “Sometimes I envy other alphas.”
“You have a family now,” Finn pointed out softly. “You have a daughter who loves you for who you are. And you have me. I’ve never once felt unsatisfied with you—quite the opposite, in fact.”
Jared looked deep into his eyes, finding fondness and honesty. His heart swelled. “Yeah,” he whispered. “I know.”
Finn’s smile grew, and Jared had to kiss him.
He eased Finn back against the eggplant beanbag and slanted their lips together, tasting his husband. “Mine,” Jared whispered, sliding between his lips. Finn groaned. And the kiss turned hungry, possessive, when Jared pinned him and ravished his mouth. He reached down and palmed Finn’s growing length through his pants, squeezing it, stroking it firmly until Finn choked on his whimper.
“Should I consummate our marriage with an eggplant?” Jared growled, rocking his bulge against Finn’s thigh—the eggplants jostled against his cock. He almost wondered if they’d bruise with his cock rock-hard like it was.
Finn’s laughter was soft and breathless. “I don’t know. Are they hard enough?”
“Yeah. I picked them early. They’ll plow right into you.” Jared licked his lips, reaching behind Finn to squeeze his ass. Then he reached lower to knead right against where Finn’s opening was. Finn gasped; his legs parted in invitation.
Slowly, Jared spread apart Finn’s suit jacket—lilac to match his scent. Then he unbuttoned Finn’s white fitted shirt and kissed down every inch of exposed skin, brushing his thumbs over Finn’s pebbled nipples. Finn squirmed, his hips bucking, his musk thickening between them.
“Imagine if you were to go into heat right now,” Jared whispered, sucking on the scent gland at the crook of Finn’s neck. “I’d fill you up with so much come.”
Finn groaned, his breath rushing out. “I’d be too loud. This would be the wrong place for it.”
Jared glanced at the cracked nursery door. “You’ll have to keep your volume down, babe. Even now.”
Finn bit down hard on his lip—he was going to try. Gods, he was beautiful. Jared opened Finn’s shirt fully to expose his chest. Then he unbuttoned Finn’s pants and eased it down his legs, along with his panties. And now Finn was mostly naked, his cock flushed and straining, his legs pulling up to reveal his glistening hole.
Fuck, Jared wanted to forget about the eggplants and fill his husband with cock. “Mine,” he whispered, dragging his wrists over all of Finn, marking Finn with his oak scent. “All mine. Mine forever.”
“Yours, yes. But I want you naked.” Finn tugged on the lapels of Jared’s suit jacket, his eyelids half-shuttered with arousal.
Over the course of their relationship, he’d slowly become more vocal with his desires. Jared had thought it sweet, until Finn began to demand his cock, more often than not. As though he couldn’t get enough of it.
If that didn’t boost his confidence, Jared didn’t know what did.
“You’re so fucking hot,” Jared whispered.
Finn smiled and slid his hand down Jared’s shirt, stroking heavily over his abs. Then he dragged his hand further south, pushing it into Jared’s open fly.
Jared’s breath rushed out of him; his cock throbbed. Except Finn found the next eggplant and nudged it slow and sensual against Jared’s covered cock, before pulling it out. Finn laughed. “Is one eggplant not enough?”
Jared grinned. “Imagine if I had four cocks. You’d be satisfied, huh?”
“I don’t think they’d fit.” Finn slipped his hand back into Jared’s pants. This time, he stroked his fingertips down Jared’s bulge, a slow, intentional caress from base to tip. Jared’s balls pulled tight. “Looks like I found another eggplant,” Finn breathed. Then he eased his fingers down the front of Jared’s boxer-briefs, caught his tip for a second, and slid his palm down the sensitive underside of his cock.
Jared almost fucked into his hand. “Finn,” he growled, pulsing.
Finn’s smile spread through his face. “I found something different from the other, ah, eggplants. I should—”
Jared thrust then, a good hard stroke that sent Finn’s pupils blowing wide. “You should…?”
“I-I… I, uh. Fuck. I sh-should examine it.” Finn moaned, pressing his entire hand flush against Jared’s cock. Then he squeezed it and tugged like he wanted it right now, and Jared’s patience evaporated.
He took the curved eggplant Finn had abandoned on the beanbag. He sucked on its blunt tip to get it wet, and nudged that against Finn’s drenched, quivering hole.
Jared didn’t wait. He pushed the eggplant into Finn, watching as it stretched open Finn’s puckered entrance. “Mine,” Jared rasped, his cock throbbing harder with each additional inch that sank into his omega.
Finn moaned. Jared covered his mouth and pushed the eggplant deeper, until Finn’s eyes rolled back into his head and he’d taken half the eggplant, his hole eagerly sucking down every single inch.
“You’ll take whatever I give you,” Jared rasped, pulling the eggplant almost entirely out. Then he pushed it back in, and Finn’s cock jerked upright, his chest heaving. “Fuck, you look perfect.”
Over and over, he pleasured Finn with that eggplant, until a sheen of sweat glistened on Finn’s skin, his cock flushed so dark, Jared knew he was about to blow.
“Jared,” Finn moaned behind Jared’s hand, grasping his own asscheeks, spreading them in submission.
“Beg harder,” Jared whispered. And he thrust that eggplant in savagely, angling it just right so he hit Finn’s prostate. Finn screamed and came, his toes curling, his spine bowing, his cock jerking as it emptied come all over his naked chest.
It was only when Finn came down from his release that Jared uncovered his mouth. Finn stared up at him, dazed and pleasured.
“See how wet you got for me,” Jared murmured. He slid the eggplant out of Finn, turning it around to show off the sheer amount of slick Finn had left on it.
Finn flushed, but his hole squeezed in anticipation. He was ready for more.
Jared swallowed dryly, pushing the eggplant back inside him. “You’re the most gorgeous omega I’ve ever met,” Jared whispered, leaning in. He lapped up every drop of bitter come from Finn’s chest. Then, still holding the eggplant in place, he kissed Finn deeply, pushing his tongue into Finn to let Finn taste himself. “Mine,” Jared growled. “Every inch of you.”
Finn whimpered so loudly that Jared’s patience shattered. Jared shed his remaining clothes. He plucked the eggplant out of Finn, leaving Finn’s hole all soft and stretched. Then he dipped three fingers into his husband, scooped out some slick, and smeared it over himself.
Finn’s next moan was so sinful that Jared’s ears rang; he could only focus on his omega now.
He didn’t wait. He didn’t tease. He fitted his thick tip right against Finn’s hole and pushed it in slow, so Finn felt every inch as he stretched wider than he had around the eggplant. “Jared—”
“Feel me?” Jared growled, plunging so deep that he bottomed out, Finn’s slick heat squeezing him so decadently that he needed to go harder. He needed to make Finn come again, and again. “That’s your alpha inside you, babe.” He pulled out and thrust back in.
Finn groaned, throwing his head back. So gorgeous.
Jared built a slow rhythm, making sure to grind up against Finn’s prostate in a hard, sweet stroke. Then he did it again. Finn choked, clenching.
“You’re so damn beautiful,” Jared rasped. The more Finn moaned, the less of a grip Jared had over himself. Not when his husband wanted more. Not when he needed to pleasure Finn so much that Finn became a trembling mess.
His cock pulsing, Jared pinned Finn’s legs wide open and drove inside, so forcefully that Finn’s eyes rolled back into his head. “I’ll make you feel good,” Jared promised, pumping harder, grinding so roughly against Finn’s sensitive spot that Finn began to writhe, soft gasps falling from his lips.
He thrust inside until Finn began to thrash. He thrust inside until Finn leaked from his cock, his balls so tight that Jared had to massage them and coax them to give him more.
Finn came. Then he came again, and by the time he came a fourth time, Jared was right on the edge, so hard that he couldn’t hold back any longer.
“I’m gonna fill you up,” he growled, covering Finn with his own body, kissing Finn possessively. Then he thrust in deep, Finn clenching around him, and his body unloaded in a rush of bliss. Marking Finn inside.
Jared cradled his omega against himself, skimming his wrists over Finn’s body, over every inch of skin he could reach. So Finn smelled like oak all over, so Finn smelled like his.
He rolled them over so Finn lay on top of him, safe in Jared’s arms.
Finn laughed softly as he began to recover, his eyes half-lidded with exhaustion. “I can’t believe we did that with an eggplant.”
Jared grinned. “We so did. And you liked it.”
Finn blushed. “Well, it’s not the first time food has been used that way.”
That surprised Jared. “It’s not?”
“I’ve heard some things from the Circle. Perry’s married to a firefighter. He’s heard… things. About carrots.”
Jared’s eyebrows went all the way up. “Wait, people fuck with carrots?”
“Supposedly, Perry’s husband’s teammate grows jumbo carrots. Specifically for, ah. That purpose.”
Jared’s thoughts went straight to the raised beds in their backyard. Maybe… he could plant some things for Finn, too. “Any food aside from carrots?”
“Micah said there was once he and his husbands did something with mayo.” Finn laughed and shook his head. “I can’t even begin to imagine that. But there’s a donut thing going on with the firefighters, too. And honey. That was why Perry and York gave us a jar of honey.”
“For…?”
“To dip your, ah, eggplant in.” Finn smiled. He pushed himself up slightly, though, to look Jared in the eye. “You don’t mind that I enjoyed the eggplant?”
Jared knew what he was asking—You don’t feel bad about yourself, right?
“Nah,” Jared said, brushing his fingers through Finn’s hair. Maybe, once upon a time, he would’ve. But over the past several months, he’d pleased Finn with all sorts of things—toys, dildos, things bigger than himself. He’d pleased Finn just as often with his own body, if not more. And Finn was still here. Finn wanted to marry him several more times.
No matter how many underwear ads Jared looked at, it didn’t change the fact that he was good enough to be Finn’s bondmate. Finn’s husband. The fact that Finn was snuggled against him now, linking their fingers together—he’d proven that size didn’t matter. Love did.
It was a lesson that Jared would still have to remind himself of occasionally, but that was fine. He would do that. And Finn would help him. That was what life was about—facing your demons, coming out on top. Maybe he’d stumble along the way, but as long as he remembered his cornerstones, those challenges wouldn’t be so difficult to face.
“I love you,” Jared said.
Finn smiled warmly, dropping a kiss on Jared’s jaw. “Love you, too.”
Their companionable silence was interrupted by Pepper’s wail. They looked at each other, Jared grinning fondly. “Stay here. Rest up. I’ll get her.”
“I should be the one,” Finn said, fumbling to sit up.
“No, it’s gonna be me.” Jared laughed and rolled them back around, so Finn was beneath him. Then he gave Finn a quick kiss and eased himself out, and grabbed a nearby blanket to cover Finn up. “See, I beat you to it.”
“Sure,” Finn said, but he was laughing. “I’ll beat you the next time.”
“We’ll see about that.”
With his bondmate satisfied and happy, Jared grinned, heading over to their daughter’s bedroom. This was the start of a wonderful lifetime.
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