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Wedding Bingo 2: Love and Marriage

Title: Love and Marriage
Author: kira
Prompt: Wedding Ring
Words: 699
Summary: Bernd wonders if they should get a traditional wedding ring along with their unconventional one.
Author’s Note: Thanks to Kat for helping me with details I had forgotten from our rp’verse, as well as pinking this for me. Amber & Greta are Kat's; I'm just playing with them. :D

They weren’t wedding rings in the traditional sense, but the tiny thin rings in Bernd’s nipples represented the same thing. A year later, he was still married to Amber despite his father’s amazement and mild annoyance at their “elopement.’ Sure it was a bit unconventional at the time and still was when he thought about it, but then that was them or at least he liked to think so. They had had a simple ceremony, done by a minster who was a friend of their friend Denis and who was willing to work with two naked people and their “weird-assed” idea of a service. They also had a tattoo artist, who was also a body piercer as a witness. He was there mostly to oversee the whole piercing process and make sure it was done correctly. It had hurt like hell too, but then Onkle Luigi always said “marriage was painful.” Bernd never understood that sentiment, but then there were a lot of things he did not understand. Amber loving him through good times and bad was one of them.

He turned on the taps in the shower and finished undressing, before stepping in it. The water was hot like he liked it, turning his pale skin pink from the heat. Bernd reached for the shampoo. He flipped open the lid, squirting a bit onto his palm, before putting it back. He washed his hair. As he rinsed the shampoo off, little soapy rivulets ran down his body. Bernd grabbed the soap and ran it over his body. He paid special attention to the little rings, making sure the area was clean as Amber had told him it took roughly a year for it to heal properly. He thought about Amber and as his hands went lower, he began to get hard. Sated from all the sex he had had, he lazily stroked himself, enjoying the pleasurable sensations despite not really being into it. As the water grew colder, so did his desire. Softening, he left his cock alone and continued washing himself. Bernd stood under the water, and rinsed off, before turning off the taps. Grabbing his towel, he threw back the shower curtain and stepped out.

The cooler air in the bathroom gave him goose bumps and Bernd hurriedly dried off. Grabbing his t-shirt, he pulled it over his head and down his body. When he reached for his boxers, Amber entered the bathroom. Naked, she came up behind him, wrapping her arms around him, before he got a chance to finish getting dressed.

“Hey, Sweetie.” She wormed her hands under his shirt, cupping his pecs.

“Hey…” He moaned softly as she teased his tiny nipples with the pads of her thumbs.

Amber rubbed her hairless sex, a special occasion surprise for him, against his butt. “Greta wants to know if you’re done in here so we can shower. She said you can watch too if you want.”


“Yeah. She said it’s our anniversary present from her.”

“I thought fucking my brains out was our present.”

“Yeah.” Amber laughed. “Bernd honey, if you’re sore you could always put some of her coconut butter on your cock. It always helps me.”

He nodded, and changing the subject, Bernd said, “Amber, do you think we should get wedding rings? I mean I know we have our special piercings, but don’t you think we should get something that people can see? If you don’t want to, we don’t have to.” Turning around in her arms to face her, he wrapped his own around her, holding her close.

“I don’t, Bernd. Do we really need it? Our friends all know we’re married.”

“That’s true.”

“So ummm… Did Vati say anything to you?”

Bernd nodded. “He wanted to know if I was still saving up for something and did I think you’d mind ‘borrowing’ Muti’s wedding ring until I could afford something. I think he thinks I’m saving up to buy you an engagement ring or something, seeing as we like to do things ass-backwards.” He grinned.

Amber smiled. “Can I think about it?”

“Yeah.” He nuzzled her cheek.

Greta entered the bathroom without knocking. She walked over to her friends, and folding her arms across her large chest, “If you two don’t mind, I need a shower.”

“Uh, sure,” Bernd said as he let go of Amber to let Greta pass. “I’m gonna try some of your magic butter, Greta if you don’t mind.”

She smirked. “We made you sore, hunh?”

Bernd blushed, but said nothing.

“Go ahead, and hurry back or you’ll miss the show!”

“You two can carry on without me. I’m too sore and tired.”

“Awe… poor lil baby,” Greta teased.

Bernd rolled his eyes. “Have fun and try not to wake me up when you’re done.”

“You okay?” Amber asked.

“Yeah, I really am just tired.” Bernd yawned. Without another word, he left the bathroom and headed upstairs, carrying his boxers. He hoped no one decided to come downstairs for a midnight snack as he did not feel like explaining what he was doing. Luckily the kitchen was dark when he left the basement and entered it, and he was able to use the coconut butter to soothe his sore skin without incident. He quickly put his boxers on and washed up in the kitchen sink, before heading back downstairs.

Bernd yawned as he entered the bedroom. He paused to turn on the little night light, a relic from the days when his son Fritz was a baby, before turning off the lights and crawling into bed. He closed his eyes, thinking this had been an awesome anniversary. Vati had taken the kids for the weekend, Amber and Greta were the icing on the orgy of fun cake, James had brought his new puppy over which gave Amber a few ideas, and everything was all pink and princess-like and no one complained. He soon drifted off to sleep and by the time the girls had finished with their shower, he was snoring softly and never woke up when they crawled into bed. He did, however, murmur softly in his sleep when Amber kissed him goodnight, before snuggling up behind him. She reached over, lightly touching one of his nipple rings so as not to disturb him, and smiled.

“Happy anniversary, Bernd,” she said softly as she closed her eyes and waited for sleep to overtake her as well. Greta had snuggled up behind her and sighing contently, Amber eventually drifted off to sleep.


( 6 comments — Leave a comment )
Jul. 1st, 2015 01:24 am (UTC)
Sounds like a great anniversary to me :D
Jul. 1st, 2015 01:31 am (UTC)
Thanks! It was like all their parties. ;p
Jul. 3rd, 2015 10:15 pm (UTC)
Hehehe. Poor Bernd. Aw, Vati tries so hard to be understanding and helpful. XD
Jul. 3rd, 2015 10:38 pm (UTC)
*Giggles* Yeah... XD That he does! And that's cuz he loves his children. :D
Aug. 15th, 2015 12:55 am (UTC)
And a good time was had by all! ZZZZZZZ
Aug. 15th, 2015 01:10 am (UTC)
yup! ;p
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