Who Ya Gonna Call?!

He kissed him quickly on the lips.

"No time. Now hurry up."

"There's always time," he replied cheekily. "If I can do it, you can do it quicker--now takes off my clothes."

Groaning, Mars finally just gave in and did as he was told.

"Really, you're so much trouble." He whined, unbuttoning Priestly's jacket as efficiently as he could.

Priestly kissed Mars, groping his crotch.

"I know."

Mars replied by kneeing him in a very uncomfortable place. He would have hit him, but he was much too busy taking off his clothes.

"Stop that! There's definitely not enough time for that!"

Once he finished taking off the jacket, he started loosening the tie.

Priestly bit his lip, making a rather loud noise.

"...You know how hot pain gets me."

He rolled his eyes.

"Yes, yes. I promise after this we can do anything you want." He smiled slightly, mainly because he had no intention of keeping that promise.

He discarded the tie next to the jacket and started to unbutton Priestly's shirt.

Priestly assaulted his neck.

"...I'll make sure you keep that promise."

Mars pushed him away and finished removing his shirt. He tossed that next to the jacket and tie.

"Now finish the rest yourself." He ordered.

He sighed and walked out of the room; when he returned, he was more suitably dressed for a wedding.

"Better?" he asked, doing a 360 turn.

Mars nodded, checking him out despite his earlier complaints about Priestly's actions.

"Let's go."

He smiled.

"Let's. Can you even drive, Marsy?"

"...I can't." He admitted sheepishly.

He patted him on the back.

"Ha, I got my license while you were away."

"In my defense, I was going to get my license before I died! I was really thinking about it..." He complained, crossing his arms.

Priestly patted him on the head.

"Oh well--now you need me for rides~" He winked suggestively. "Rides, Mars. Rides."

"...If I can't punish you by hurting you, how am I supposed to punish you?" He asked, as he had automatically raised his hand to smack Priestly.

"...Force me to pleasure you for a change?" he said innocently.

He frowned, mentally making a note of that.

"Anyway, let's stop dawdling and go."

-x-

After he'd arrived, Mars remembered how much he absolutely adored weddings. All the cheerful people, all the wonderful food! It was a wonder why he didn't crash more weddings.

He took a deep breath of the fresh air, examining the elaborate outdoor wedding. It was a huge wedding, so sneaking in had been fairly easy, actually. Still, it was a wonderful feeling, surrounded by so much love.

Mars almost forgot why they were there.

Then Priestly groped his ass.

"You know, it's probably more holy if we get one of these someday...too bad, right?~"

Mars glowered at him.

"Keep your hands off of me during this holy event!" He hissed. "As far as weddings go, what makes you think I would marry you?"

He smiled brightly.

"Mars, did you just call me your fuck buddy? Naughty naughty, abusing someone's affections for your own pleasure."

He glowered.

"As far as I'm concerned, we're dating."