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Their café was largely unchanged, though there was the cute addition of a little bell at the door that rang each time it was opened.
Peter was there first, as he always was. He’d ordered Juno a coffee and himself a tea. His digital notebook was on the table in front of him, but he was only doodling, trying to sketch the paper cup that was waiting for Juno and failing miserably. He gave up only moments before he glanced out the corner of his eye and saw his love come up beside the table.
“Hey, baby,” Juno started, smiling. He took off his newish trench coat, and sat down. Peter quirked a brow. Immediately, he noticed Juno had a slight nervous energy to him, which wasn’t entirely out of character, but it certainly caught Peter’s attention.
“Hello, love of my life,” Peter said with not a hint of irony. Juno put one hand around his paper coffee cup, but he didn’t pick it up. “Is everything okay?”
“Yeah, of course,” Juno said, drumming his fingers on the table. Then, he sighed and leaned back, looking around. “I missed this place. We don’t come here enough,” Juno observed.
“It does hold a special place in my heart,” Peter mused, “for being the spot I first laid eyes on your beautiful face.”
“Sap,” Juno rolled his eyes, and took a tiny sip from his coffee. “I know there’s still a million places we could visit in Hyperion, and, like, the rest of the universe, but… I’m glad we decided to come back here for a change.”
“It was your idea, wasn’t it, darling?” Peter asked, and Juno just smirked.
“Hey, I have good ones, sometimes!” Juno said, faking offense.
“Now, you know that’s not what I meant, my dear detective,” Peter said in tone like a teacher gently scolding a child for doing something they knew they shouldn’t. Juno snickered.
“Do I?” Juno countered.
“I just told you it wasn’t. So, if you trust me,” Peter replied, taking a drink of his tea.
“Implicitly,” Juno said, mimicking Peter’s voice. Peter snorted, but he didn’t have a chance to reply. “Whatcha got there?” Juno asked, pulling Peter’s digital notebook towards himself very slowly. Peter scoffed.
“Nosy! It’s just doodles, as per usual,” Peter said, but he allowed Juno to take his notebook.
“Hey, it looks good!”
“Must you say that with such shock and awe?” Peter muttered, and Juno looked up at him with a snort.
“I’m proud of you, baby,” Juno told him, pushing the notebook back over towards him. “I remember what your doodles looked like when we first met,” Juno tried not to smile, but failed.
“Please, endeavour to forget them, then,” Peter told him with a laugh, looking down at the book. “I am showing improvement, though. After all these years,” Peter hummed, and Juno propped a hand under his chin, looking at Peter with adoration as Peter scrolled back up to some of his earlier doodles.
Peter glanced back up, and smiled when he caught Juno’s eye.
“Hello there, Juno,” Peter said. “Cred for your thoughts, detective?”
“I’ll give ‘em to you free,” Juno said with a nod, taking a miniscule sip from his coffee. “Actually, Peter, I… have a proposition for you. Of sorts,” Juno said, a tad cryptic. The nervous energy, which had faded just a bit, was returning.
“Yes, my love?” Peter asked, and Juno tried to hide a smile. It was adorable.
“I think I have another wedding coming up, I need someone to accompany me,” Juno explained carefully. Peter tilted his head.
“Well, darling, we’ve been dating for two years now. You don’t need to employ Duke Rose in order to get a wedding date anymore,” Peter teased, and Juno smiled.
“So, you’ll go with me?” Juno asked, something akin to hesitation in his voice, or perhaps, anticipation. Peter nodded.
“Of course, Juno,” Peter said, a bemused smile on his face. “Who is getting married?”
Juno stood up, and Peter tiled his head. Perhaps he was just going to get something to add to his coffee? Although Peter knew his order by heart, and knew he’d gotten it right. He waited.
Juno pressed his lips together again, and Peter watched as he lifted something from his pocket. Peter’s eyes began to grow wide. “I was thinking… it would be us?” Juno slowly lowered to a knee, right in front of him.
Peter blinked as Juno opened the ring box. Peter placed a hand on his chest, his mouth open but no words coming out.
“Peter Nureyev,” Juno started, his voice quiet so only Peter could hear. Juno was unable to keep the smile off his face, his eyes brimming with hope and affection, as he finally asked, “will you marry me?”
Tears sprung to Peter’s eyes and he sighed Juno’s name, then, he covered his mouth for a moment. He stood up. “Of course, Juno,” he breathed, and Juno grinned at him. Peter reached for Juno, just as Juno rose from the ground, and they kissed, laughing.
When they pulled back, Peter swiped some tears from Juno’s eye, and then Juno lifted the ring again. Peter held out his hand for Juno to slip it onto his finger, and they kissed once more.
“Is this one of the rings from my collection?” Peter laughed as he looked closer, bringing his hand up in front of his face. Juno just shrugged.
“Maybe,” Juno smirked. “I knew there was no ring I could buy that you would like as much as the ones you’ve… collected... Besides, you stole my watch for, what, two years?! I think I can steal a ring to give back to you,” Juno reasoned.
Peter laughed, “Fair enough, Juno.” He sighed, and looked at the ring on his finger, his brows pressed upward. “This is my favourite one,” Peter said softly, his eyes still watering.
“I know,” Juno rolled his eye, and Peter leaned in to kiss him again.
“I love you, Juno,” Peter said. He felt Juno’s arms come around his middle. Peter slung his arms around Juno’s shoulders.
“I know,” Juno repeated, and then he smiled brightly. “I love you, too,” Juno told him, voice playful and adoring.
Peter kissed him, again. “Oh, I am so excited to tell our friends,” Peter said, his voice catching with elation. “Though- I am assuming some of them already know? If not all.”
Juno just shrugged, and pulled a face, “I mean. It’s… been kind of hard, to keep it a secret. I am really not sure how I managed to keep it from you.”
“I mean, I suspected you’d be proposing soon,” Peter admitted, “you have not been subtle about feeling out our- shall I say, readiness, my love?”
“Well, whatever, it’s not like it was meant to shock you,” Juno scoffed. Then, Juno glanced over his shoulder. “Benten is literally sitting over there, though, yeah,” he said, and Peter laughed and looked where Juno was looking. “He should have caught it on silent video, or something. Rita basically demanded that someone be allowed to take photos of the moment.”
Benzaiten waved from his spot in the café. He was in entirely nondescript clothing and he was wearing a hat. Peter waved back at him. “Well, I will be happy to have the moment on film. Granted that we can’t make you out saying my name,” he muttered.
“The angle should have taken care of that,” Juno assured him. “Speaking of, Rita really wanted to be here, but I made her wait in the park across the road. She’s probably imploding as we speak,” Juno said, and Peter laughed. “We don’t have to go get bombarded, though,” Juno said. “We can do whatever you want,” he said.
“I’d love to go see Rita, Juno,” Peter told him. “I must show off my ring, of course! We shouldn’t keep her waiting,” Peter removed his arms from Juno’s shoulder so he could grab his jacket from his chair. He sipped the last bit of his tea. “Does Alessandra know as well? Is this why she insisted on moving up our nail appointment to yesterday?” Peter admired the ring on his finger and glanced at his neat, polished nails.
“Can’t I keep any of my secrets?” Juno asked, looping his arm in Peter’s.
“Oh, but you wouldn’t want to keep anything from your darling husband, would you, Juno?” Peter retorted with a smirk.
“Fiancé! We aren’t married!” Juno laughed, and then looked at Benzaiten and jerked his head as a gesture for him to join them.
“Yet,” Peter said, sharply. And Juno grinned at him.
“Yet,” Juno agreed. He picked up his coffee to take it with him as his brother joined them, taking off the hat and stuffing it in his back pocket.
“How ya feelin, boytoy?” Benzaiten asked, throwing an arm around Peter’s shoulder with a grin.
“Deliriously happy, thank you,” Peter said, and Ben made a gagging noise as they exited the café and the little bell rang.
They made their way over to the park where Rita was, indeed, outright vibrating on the bench. Jet was sitting with his arm around her shoulder. One of her girlfriends, a tall woman named Marceline that she met at Buddy’s wedding, had her hand resting on Rita’s knee and a pleased smirk on her face.
Buddy and Vespa were also perched on a bench to the right of them. They faced an empty bench, creating a u-shape.
“Oh, I didn’t realize the whole gang was here,” Peter said, glancing over at Juno. Juno shrugged.
“I mean, Sasha and Mick aren’t here, so it’s not the whole gang,” Juno argued. “Or Alessandra. I mean. Mick sends his regrets, but he can’t take the day off a month into his new job. Sasha’s off-planet, I think?”
“Okay, enough chatter, Juno, darling,” Buddy said, standing, “Pete, let’s see the ring,” she demanded, and Peter laughed and offered his hand to her. Rita also flew off the bench between Marcie and Jet and leaned in close to him. Marcie and Jet looked at each other, and then at Vespa, who made an exaggerated shrugging gesture.
“You have both seen the ring,” Juno pointed out with a groan, as Buddy held Peter’s hand delicately.
“Not on his hand, boss! It’s different and you know it- oh my god it looks so gorgeous!” Rita said, looking over Buddy’s shoulder, before then fixing her gaze on Juno. “How did it go?” Rita asked, and she bounded over to grab him in a hug.
“Oof,” Juno muttered as he steadied himself and hugged Rita back. “It went fine, thank you very much,” Juno said, putting on an annoyed tone, “have a little faith, Rita!”
“He almost entirely blindsided me,” Peter confessed, and Buddy laughed. “I did anticipate it happening soon, but I still had no idea. I suppose I should have expected, with him taking me to the place we met, but I assumed it was just a bout of nostalgia,” Peter said, glancing at Juno.
“I’m glad he was able to surprise you,” Buddy said, and then she gathered Peter into her arms. “Oh, congratulations, darling,” she said.
“Thank you, Captain,” Peter said, the nickname a remanent from their year-long job right after her own wedding. He squeezed her tight.
“Nice job not blowing it, Steel,” Vespa said as she wandered over and punched him in the arm, and Jet followed her to clap him on the shoulder. Rita waited for Buddy to let go of Peter, before launching herself at him. Peter hugged her tightly, too.
“Jesus,” Juno said, rubbing his arm. Vespa wrapped her arm around his shoulder and shook him for a second before letting go again. “Again, have a little faith! It’s just a four-word question,” Juno muttered, but Vespa laughed at him.
“You know I’m fucking with you, Steel,” Vespa told him, and he just kept grumbling under his breath.
Jet clapped Peter on the shoulder as well, and gave him a firm nod, then Rita let go and Marcie took a turn hugging Peter saying, “Congrats!”
Buddy then went over to put her arms around Juno and press her cheek to his own.
“I’m so happy for you, darling,” Buddy said, and Juno put his arm around her in turn.
“Thanks, Buddy,” Juno said, smiling.
They continued to talk and chat in the park for a while, eventually crowding onto the benches and leaning in together. Their friends grilled them for any thoughts they might have about the wedding so far, even though they’d been engaged for all of twenty minutes. Then, conversation drifted to other life updates, memories, and any random topic that came up.
They all agreed to go to dinner, and were eventually joined by Mick and his spouse Astrid, then Rita’s other girlfriend, Joelle, who she met at Mick’s wedding. They spent most of the evening together, chatting and laughing and drinking wine.
Jet, Buddy, and Vespa were the first to leave, and then Benzaiten said he needed to sleep before his practice the next day, so he headed out. Mick, Rita, Joelle, Marcie, Juno, and Peter stayed for a while later, until the sets of partners all finally decided they should head in for the night.
Peter was still giddy by the time they made it home, of course.
After getting through the hall they quickly tumbled into bed, with Juno pressing Peter into the mattress.
“I love you, so much,” Peter said, kissing up the side of Juno’s face.
“I love you, too,” Juno murmured, catching Peter’s lips with his own.
Juno slipped his tongue into Peter’s mouth and Peter moaned against him, his hands trailing up and down Juno’s sides delicately, before slipping under Juno’s shirt.
Juno pulled back and took off his shirt hastily, rolling his hips against Peter’s as he did. Peter made a noise, his hands coming to Juno’s chest to trace a scar with one thumb and brush against his nipple with the other.
Lowering his hands back to Peter’s chest, Juno slipped them under his fiancé’s shirt, pushing it up slowly.
“Oh, don’t tease, Juno,” Peter said with an air of amusement. Juno looked up at him with a laugh, and edged Peter’s shirt up even slower.
“I would never,” Juno said, and then he pushed the fabric all the way up and over Peter’s head. Peter just winked at him, and then reached for Juno to bring him close and kiss again.
Juno kissed him back, sloppy and brief, before ducking his head in Peter’s neck and kissing him there, sucking on his skin as he pushed his hips forward again.
Peter’s hands came to Juno’s ass and he rolled his hips up in tandem, groaning as his cock grew harder. Juno bit down on Peter’s neck and Peter let out a breathy moan.
“Do you want to stay on top, Juno?” Peter asked him quietly, his fingers dipping below the waist of Juno’s pants.
Juno lifted his head, lips parted, and looked at Peter with a lusty gaze. “For now,” he said, “I might get lazy later.”
Peter smiled and nodded, taking the chance to crane his neck and kiss along Juno’s collarbone.
Juno allowed him to do that for a few moments before he broke away, moving so he could take off his pants and underwear. He tossed them off the bed, and Peter lifted his hips to do the same before Juno climbed back on his lap.
Peter pressed the palm of his hand to Juno’s abdomen, and then slid it down. He brushed his fingers along Juno’s thigh and watched as Juno’s facial expression fought between arousal and annoyance. Peter bit back a smile and slipped his fingers between the lips of Juno’s cunt, teasing his clit lightly with the tip of one.
“Peter,” Juno moaned, glancing back down at him. Peter did, in fact, like to tease- as impatient as Juno always was. Tonight, he didn’t have it in him, though, so he slipped his fingers back and forth along Juno’s folds before meeting Juno’s wetness and pushing two inside.
Juno gasped, and then whined, lightly bucking his hips forward. There was little shyness left in their relationship, not that there was ever much to begin with.
Peter pressed his thumb to Juno’s clit and fingered him for only a short time before Juno was holding his hand to stop him.
“Love?” Peter asked.
“I want your cock inside me,” Juno told him, so Peter pulled his hand away slowly and stuck his fingers in his mouth, as he usually did.
No, not much shyness between them at all.
Being in a long-term relationship, just having been engaged, they had long since forgone condoms. Juno really liked it when Peter could come inside him.
Juno took Peter’s cock in his hand and Peter hissed faintly, feeling Juno stroke him in just the way he liked. Then, Juno lifted his hips and teased himself just briefly with the head of Peter’s cock, before aligning their bodies and sinking onto him.
“Juno,” Peter groaned, his hands coming to Juno’s waist and thigh. Juno lowered himself completely, breathing out hotly, and then squeezed his eye shut and started to rock his hips.
“God, Peter,” Juno moaned, placing his hands on Peter’s lower body as he moved, slowly at first.
Peter waited for Juno to settle into his pace before he thrust upwards, as well.
Juno placed one hand on the side of his own neck as he arched his back, thrusting his hips harder still. He opened his eye to look at Peter with a hazy gaze, and Peter smiled up at him for just a second.
“I love you,” Peter said, and Juno laughed quietly.
“I love you, too,” Juno said, his breath coming in pants.
As usual, Peter slipped his hand between Juno’s legs, rubbing his clit with the tip of a finger. He was close himself, Juno bit down on his lip, thrusting his hips forward hard until he came with a loud moan of Peter’s name.
“Mmhh, do you wanna switch places?” Juno asked, slowing to a stop for just a few moments before nudging his hips again.
“Yes,” Peter breathed. He shut his own eyes for a moment and groaned at the loss when Juno pulled himself away.
Peter slowly shifted out of the spot on the bed and Juno flopped into it. Peter smiled down at him lovingly and crawled between Juno’s opened thighs, taking one of his knees from underneath and then pushing back into Juno’s cunt without much hesitation.
Juno moaned and tilted his head back, reaching up to sling his arms around Peter’s chest and bring him closer. Peter then felt Juno wrap his other leg around his waist, pushing his hips upwards to keep their pace tight and quick.
Peter didn’t mind, he buried his face in Juno’s neck and thrust into him hard and fast, feeling the heat pool in his core.
Still, Peter held on, until Juno purred quietly in his ear,
“Baby, come inside me.”
Peter bit down on Juno’s neck and did as was requested of him, screwing his eyes shut as he felt the waves of pleasure come over him.
He slowed his thrusting after emptying himself in Juno. Juno staying clinging to him, so Peter let himself lie on top of Juno as they caught their breath.
“We’re gonna get married,” Juno murmured, and Peter lifted his head and kissed Juno, hard.
They only parted ways when Juno began to laugh, deliriously happy, bringing his hands to Peter’s face.
“I know, Juno,” Peter said, laughing along with him. “I love you so much,” Peter told him. Juno nodded.
“I love you, too,” Juno said, and then he kissed Peter again, their tongues mingling messily in their impatience.
“I could stay like this forever,” Juno muttered, pushing his hips up just a bit because Peter was, after all, still inside him.
“If I may point out, it could be difficult to host a wedding ceremony this way,” Peter said, and Juno tilted his head back to cackle.
“Dear God,” Juno said, and Peter gave a little thrust of his own hips, feeling heat in his core again. It was a little soon, but, Juno was just so.. delightful.
“I, too, wish we could just stay in bed and fuck forever, Juno,” Peter told him, and Juno laughed.
“Life would be a lot better. I guess I’d eventually want to eat, though,” Juno said, and Peter nodded.
“We do have friends that we might want to see, occasionally,” Peter pointed out.
“Eh,” Juno said with a shrug, and then he brought Peter’s lips back to his own, and pushed his tongue into Peter’s mouth again.
That quickly lead to Peter’s cock hardening in earnest again, which in turn lead to the two of them thrusting into each other like earth jackrabbits for a second time until Juno was screaming Peter’s name out loud.
After that, Peter reluctantly pulled away so Juno could get up and get cleaned. Juno whined about not wanting to. Peter suggested they shower together, and that perked Juno up.
Once they were finished showering, they got into comfy pyjamas and lied down in bed.
Of course, they were still incredibly giddy, so it took them at least an hour that to stop their chatter and actually drift off.