While the newlyweds went off on their honeymoon, George's parents offered to let Ritchie stay at their place.

Richard and George were now snuggled up under many blankets as they watched Doctor Who together and ate popcorn. The scouse shoved some in his mouth and nuzzled his face into Richard's side.

"Hmm, hello there." Ritchie chuckled lazily, running his fingers through George's dark locks. George only hummed back and snaked his arm behind Richard's back. Assuming he was dozing off, Ritchie continued to watch the 12th Doctor sass everyone in sight with Clara at his side. He was too engrossed in the episode that he hardly noticed the long pair of fingers walk up his thigh. Not until George's fingertips grazed over Richard's clothed package.

"G-Georgie? Uhm what are you doing?" Ritchie blushed.

"Cuddling my adorable boyfriend?" He said innocently looking up at him, though his hand was still on his inner thigh. George drew circles with his fingers dangerously close to Ritchie's crotch as he found his lips. He kissed back, relishing in the attention his hardening dick was getting.

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"Oh Georgie, faster!" Ritchie pleaded, gripping George's sheets. He picked up his pace to meet his lover's needs, Richard's cracking moans and the sound of their bare skin slapping together urging him as well. George deepened his thrusts, taking advantage of his parents night-out and allowing pleasureful grunts to escape his parted lips. Ritchie's body quivered, his hands scratched at George's arms, and-

His ringtone sounded

George ceased his movements and glared at Ritchie's phone on the bedside drawer. He picked it up and read the name on it.

"It's Paul. Well, he can wait." George huffed.

"W-wait, I think I should answer." Richard took his phone and held it to his ear.

"H-hello?"

"Ritchie? Why weren't you answering your phone earlier?"

"Uhm, hi Paul. I-I guess I didn't hear it."

"Are you okay?"

"Mmhm! I'm-ah fine." He squeaked as George continued his rythm. Paul scowled on the other end, knowing what was going on.

"Richard, I'm not five-"

"Everything's great, Paul. Ooooh so great!" He cut Paul off, trying to keep his voice steady. George rolled his eyes and snatched Ritchie's phone.

"Sorry to bother your obviously important conversation, but Ritchie's a bit occupied at the moment. As I was about to make him cum." He quickly hung up and plowed into Richard's warmth.

---Meanwhile---

Paul growled and slammed his phone on the hotel's bedside table. This woke up Elsie, who pulled the sheet over her bare chest and propped herself up on an elbow.

"You alright, Paulie?" She mumbled tiredly. Paul faced her and plastered on his convincing smile.

"Everything's fine dear, go back to sleep." He cooed. She laid back down as Paul spooned against her. Elsie fell back to sleep pretty quickly, but Paul lay awake.

His eyebrows furrowed as he swore to himself that Ritchie would get what he deserved when their honeymoon was over.
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A/N: this was short, i know
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