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Ranboo didn't think he deserved to be married to someone like Tubbo. The boy was just so kind, and cheerful, and gorgeous, and for whatever reason, chose to marry Ranboo. Granted, it was for tax purposes. Ranboo knew the reason Tubbo said yes to his proposal- it was practical, and Tubbo didn't exactly have a lot of money to his name.
Which is why the Enderian felt so guilty as he held Tubbo close, the two cuddling into each other on a sofa, in a cozy room of their shared mansion. Tubbo was fiddling with some small piece of redstone, nimble fingers crossing wires, brow furrowed adorably, with his dark curls falling over his eyes. Ranboo shifted slightly, content to watch Tubbo work, and bask in his warmth on his lap.
Ranboo felt guilty, because Tubbo didn't know about the thoughts he had about his husband, especially when he was so close.
Like how soft his hair was, when Ranboo burried his face in it. Or the way the elegant curve of his neck, so close to Ranboo's lips, yet untouchable, was a cruel sort of torture. Or how he rested his hand casually on Tubbo's clothed waist, and no further. Ranboo's blood rushed south.
Tubbo stilled in his work. Ranboo couldn't make out the expression he made, but he could hear his husband snorting with amusement.
"Ranboo, are you seriously hard right now?"
It was suddenly apparent that he was practically holding Tubbo against his growing erection. Ranboo tried to remove his hands from Tubbo, but the boy trapped them with his own.
"Tubbo- I- I'm sorry- I can just go and-"
Tubbo slipped off Ranboo's lap, only to turn and straddle Ranboo, facing him this time. The brunet draped his arms around Ranboo's shoulders, leaning in close until Tubbo could feel Ranboo's breath on his face.
"So you don't want me, then?" Tubbo asked, a smile tugging at his lips, locking eyes with his flushed husband.
Ranboo's hands returned to Tubbo's sides. Tubbo was blushing now too. Ranboo leaned in even closer.
"Can I-"
Ranboo didn't even get to finish the question, because Tubbo had stollen his lips in a fierce kiss. Ranboo returned the kiss with the same energy, pulling Tubbo against himself, causing friction on his dick. Tubbo gasped, and Ranboo used it as an opportunity to slip his tongue into his husband's mouth.
Tubbo pulled away first, panting for breath, but Ranboo wasn't finished. He kissed along his neck, biting and sucking as he traveled leisurely from chin to shoulder. Finally, finally he could mark Tubbo's neck the way he always wanted.
"Dammit, you're pretty good at this," Tubbo gasped out, grinding down on Ranboo's lap, desperate for friction.
The compliment would have made Ranboo blush, had he not already gone a deep shade of purple.
"I-I've just b-been dreaming of this," Ranboo said, dragging his hands up and down Tubbo's sides to emphasize his point.
Tubbo pulled back to look him in the eyes. He pressed a short kiss onto black and white lips.
"Well then, what are you waiting for? Fuck me already," Tubbo murmured bluntly. Ranboo's dick twitched at the words.
Ranboo locked their lips together again, standing with Tubbo in his arms as they made their way to their bedroom. Fumbling with the handle, Ranboo threw open the door and set Tubbo delicately on their massive canopy bed. Tubbo leaned back against the pillows, panting, his lips red, pupils blown wide. Ranboo reached a tentative hand to Tubbo's scarred cheek, cupping his face.
"You're beautiful," Ranboo said honestly, eyes full of his husband. Tubbo laughed and pressed a kiss into Ranboo's palm.
"Lube's in the second drawer on the right, sexy," Tubbo flicked his eyes to the nightstand.
Ranboo chuckled, and pulled the small container from the drawer, before climbing over Tubbo and caging his smaller body with his limbs. He pressed their hips together, and Tubbo groaned, pulling at Ranboo's dress shirt, trying to undo the buttons. Ranboo pulled off his shirt, then Tubbo's pulling back to admire his toned body. Despite Tubbo's muscles, the boy was at least a full foot shorter than the Enderian, maybe more.
Tubbo waved a hand in front of Ranboo's face.
"You just gonna stare, bossman?" Tubbo shucked off his pants and underwear in one quick movement, his dick springing free. He reached for the lube, and pressed one coated finger into his tight hole. Ranboo watched the finger penetrate his husband, watched him add another as his eyes rolled back. At this point, Ranboo thought his dick would burst through his dress pants if he didn't free it soon, so he pulled of his pants as he watched Tubbo thrust the fingers in and out of his ass.
Tubbo paused his motions, staring intensely at Ranboo's member. He made licked his lips, winking as he made eye contact with his husband and adding a third finger, curling them just right.
"Holy shit, Ranboo, you're going to tear me apart," Tubbo moaned out, rocking back onto his fingers. Ranboo couldn't help but take his cock in his hands, stroking it slowly, playing with the slit.
"I- sorry, we don't have to-" Ranboo began, suddenly even more embarrassed. Tubbo let out a breathy laugh from his pretty lips.
"Nah, you can just put it in," Tubbo said, pulling out four fingers. His hole felt so empty, squeezing around nothing.
Ranboo was more than happy to comply, towering over his husband as he used one hand to guide his cock to Tubbo's hole. His eyes flicked up to Tubbo's face, who was panting lightly, and gave him a small smile. Ranboo began to ease in.
It was the best feeling in the world. Tubbo's tight heat around his dick made it hard to enter slowly, especially when Tubbo let out those little moans. Soon enough, Ranboo's hips met Tubbo's. After a few seconds, Tubbo nodded for Ranboo to start thrusting. Ranboo gave an experimental thrust, then built his way up to a steady pace.
"F-fuck, so... b-big," Tubbo moaned out, his body sliding up and down the pillows with the force of the thrusts, his untouched dick bouncing against his stomach.
Ranboo whined at the praise, hitting Tubbo's prostate with repeated thrusts. Tubbo's moans were getting louder, letting out a cry each time Ranboo entered him. He began to jack himself off in time with Ranboo's thrusts as they became sloppier and sloppier.
"Gonna cum," Ranboo panted out.
"G-god, fill m-e up, R-ranb-...OO," Tubbo could barely get out a coherent sentence as he approached his climax.
Ranboo gave a few more thrusts, before burying himself balls-deep in the moaning brunet and filling him with hot cum. The feeling of being filled to the brim pushed Tubbo over the edge, coming in his hand. The two panted for several seconds as they came down from their highs, before Ranboo slowly pulled out of Tubbo, who let out a low whine at the feeling. Ranboo was adored the way his cum spilled out of Tubbo's abused little hole, staining the blankets beneath him. The Enderian raised his eyes to his husband.
"Was...was that okay?" He asked tentatively, laying down next to Tubbo and pulling him close, despite the bodily fluids that smeared their bodies.
"More than okay, oh my god," Tubbo snuggled into Ranboo's chest, "I've been drooling over you and your big dick for ages."
"O-Ohh, Ok-kayyy..." Despite their previous activities, Ranboo found himself blushing upon hearing that his husband wanted him just as bad.
"Don't get all flustered now, after you've just fucked my brains out," Tubbo said with a laugh, which tickled the skin of Ranboo's shoulder. He squirmed closer into his large husband's warm embrace.
"Sorry- I- I love you, Tubbo." Ranboo said the words tentatively. Maybe this was a one-time thing, or had no real feeling behind it, but Ranboo needed to get the truth off his chest. He loved Tubbo, loved his body, loved holding him like this.
"Love you too, Boo," Tubbo murmured sleepily, barely loud enough for Ranboo to hear.
Ranboo smiled at the words, and held his husband closer.