| Chris' POV |

Don't get me wrong. Ricky looks beautiful every single day, but today? He was the sun and the moon wrapped all in one. His eyes glistened like a crystal clear river, and his smile sparked like the stars above. All I wanted to do was turn off our phones, turn on some music, and show him just how much he means to me. Once the reception came to a close, that's exactly what we did.

His nude body laid under mine. I ran my hands down his sides, causing him to arch his back with a shiver. Ricky is the picture of perfection. His milky white skin was decorated do vibrantly with tattoos, like ink against a white canvas. The black locks that hung in front of his face were that of a raven's. I didn't even need sex right now. Just laying here with my angel was all I needed.

Slowly, gently, I kissed his neck. One of his arms was latched over my shoulder and neck. The other hand rested on my hip. He closed his eyes and simply enjoyed the sound of my voice.

"I love you." I said, "I can't express to you how much I love you, Ricky. You're my day and night, my air. I need you. Please, never, ever leave me. I couldn't live without you."

"Mhf," He softly took a breath. Ricky opened his eyes and looked deep into mine, "I'm not going anywhere, as long as you aren't. Wherever you do go, I will follow because when I'm with you, that's the only time I feel my heart beat in my undead chest." He snickered, then pecked my lips, "I am yours until the end of time."

"Good, because I never want to know a day without you." I smiled and nuzzled his jawline.

Ricky laughed because it tickled him. He ran his right hand from my hip, up my chest, and over my shoulder. Both his hands tangled themselves into my hair and he pushed my head down to meet our lips. I felt on top of the world every time he kissed me. He quavered from the raw passion consuming us.

"Chris?"

I pushed a stray piece of hair out of his face, "Yeah, Beautiful?"

"Make love to me." He spoke just above a whisper.

"Gladly." I replied, burying my lips in his neck.

I felt his pulse point against my skin. His body shook as I held him tightly. We were already in the perfect position and I didn't care too much for foreplay right now. I just wanted to hear his beautiful voice moaning my name. He still held onto me lightly while I reached over to the side table to get some lube.

We didn't even bother with a condom. After being together this long we've already got any STI's that the other has. For fuck's sake, at some point I caused him to become HIV positive because I didn't know I was myself. Somehow he forgave me for it. There's so much he's forgiven me for. I'm a fucking terrible person and he's this angel too good for this world. Yet, he still dares to love me. And that, is one of the many reasons I can't help but try to give him the world.

I slowly entered him. He tried not to hold his breath while the painful part subsided. Ricky gently squeezed the crook of my neck to tell me to continue. I thrust in and out of him slowly as I kissed him. The radio played slow love songs and his throat sang lustfully just for me. I could stay like this forever.

Ricky opened his eyes and looked deep into mine. He continued to moan, but refused to break eye contact with me. His legs wrapped around my hips, allowing me to go even deeper inside of him. This is the heaviest connection I have ever felt with anyone in my life. It was almost as if we were one soul. That's how much this man means to me.

I wrapped my arms under Ricky's back. With his legs still wrapped around me, I brought us from a missionary position, into more of a sitting position. I held him up as I fucked him tenderly. Ricky still looked deep into my eyes and held onto me around my neck. He was so fucking gorgeous. That's all I could keep thinking about. How'd I get so lucky?

Not to be selfish, I started to stroke him off. It didn't take long before he was quaking and eventually came, moaning my name as he did so. Just the sheer sight of my lover hitting his high was enough for me. I buried my lips against his collar bone as I released inside of him. The sweetest smile remained on his face as I laid him back down.

"You're such an amazing lover." Ricky cooed, snuggling up to me.

I gently kissed his forehead, "You deserve the best so I try my best."

He giggled and glanced up at me, "I don't care if you gave me your worst. Even then, I'd love you. That's what love is; You support someone at their best, and hold them at their worst. You were the one that taught me that."

I snit, "I taught you something about love? Well, there's a first. It's always been the other way around for me. I never knew what love really was until I fell in love with you."

"Funny," He replied, "I was just thinking the same thing. It took a lot of heartbreak for me to find you, but I'm fucking glad I did. Because now, I get to call the sexiest man alive my husband."

Ricky reached up and kissed me. He was more than proud to be married to me. All the more reason that he's perfect. He rested his head against my chest. I wrapped my arms around him tightly. I will protect him no matter what. Right here, this is my perfect. I'll kill anyone who dares to try to take this away from me.