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Healing Love

Chapter 32: Honeymooners

By: Mirron Tenshi

Me and Max stayed in the bed for the rest of the flight. Well, mostly. Heck, we had to get up and walk to check out this awesome plane. But we did stay naked the whole time. Whenever I went to watch the clouds out the window, he will always come up behind me, wrap his arms around me, and nibble on my ear. Soon after that, I'd just have to turn around just so I can replace my ear with my lips. I love him so much.

He and I were cuddling in bed, purring as he spooned me from behind. ". . . You know what'll be romantic?" I smiled as I rubbed my foot paw with his.

"What, hun?"

"If we looked at our younger pictures that I got from both mine and your parents." I blushed and got up to look at him.

"M-Max! You know how I-"

"Relax, relax, sweetie. None of them are nudes, I swear." He said while chuckling. I still blushed, pouting a little as he looked to me. "C'mon. Pleeease?" I sighed and look at him, soon finding myself smile; how can I resist those wonderful green eyes?

"Oh ok, Max." He smiled happily as he kissed me. He got on his side and picked up a book-like object, while I cuddled and spooned onto him. My tiger then opened it. The first few pictures was of him in a play, supposedly in the 3rd grade. He was wearing the type of warrior outfit from the movie 300. "Aw, what play was that?"

"Well, as far as I can remember, Battle of the Gladiators." I chuckled as I snuggled him.

"Call me a pedofile, but you look cute in that outfit." Max scoffed at me.

"Hey, I was really good in that play." I kissed his neck.

"I'm sure you were, love." So we looked at some photos of us. Both me and him were blushing at each picture. Until we came to a few of mine that I'm not particularly . . . Fond of?

"Hey Allen, who's this guy? That's not you, is it?" He asked as he pointed to a picture in black and dark blue cargo clothes, black jewel earrings, metal chains, some black make up, and the mane was died black, his eyes were purple as well. I sighed as I nodded.

"Yeah . . . That's me." My husband snickered a little.

"Oh my gosh, you actually went goth as a teen?" I got off of him and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Yeah . . . I went into a dark place when Tom ditched me." I felt the bed move as Max got next to me.

"Oh . . . I'm sorry . . ."

"He just . . . Left me . . . And he told his friends not to tell me where he went . . . I felt so . . . Undesirable - to think he'd go so far as to get married behind my back and actually leave the country . . . And I knew there were furs out in the world who had it worse than I did, so I disliked myself for that . . ."

"Oh, sweetie . . ." Max came to me and hugged me. I put my paw on his and kissed him.

"I even wrote a small poetry book all about my feelings."

"Really?" He asked while holding me.

"Yeah. It was actually published; I called it, 'Rejection From Hurt'. I have a copy at home in case you want to read it sometime, honey." Max looked at me before licking my cheek.

"Maybe later, hun." I chuckled as I kissed him. Max started to smooch at my neck, causing me to giggle. "Yeah, there's that smile I love so much." He smooched my neck some more. making me fall onto the bed, laughing as his lips tickled me.

"Ma-a-ax!" Soon he was ontop of me, tickling me some more until-

"Mr and Mr Sander. We will be starting our descent in about 15 minutes. Within that time, please be ready for disembark, in your seats with your seat belts on."

"Looks like we're here." My tiger said as he got off of me, giving my belly a little scratch before we both got up and got dressed - we took out those tropical-designed button-up shirts, and put on a pair of cargo pants; hey, it's Hawaii, might as well dress the occasion. We repacked our stuff before sitting back into the passengers seat. About 20 more minutes later, we were boarding off, and were greeted by a couple of hula girls, putting a blue lei over my head, and a pink one over Max's head.

"Aloha, Sanders! Welcome to Hawaii!" I smiled as well as they escorted us to a taxi, and we were heading to the Atlantis Oasis Hotel.

"So you think this place is going to be good?" Max asked me.

"Yeah. Mr Fenilo recommended it to me when I requested the month off for our honeymoon." I said excitedly, "He said there's large fish tanks everywhere, that the building structure is amazing, and so is the room service." The tiger growled playfully.

"I hope there's no waterbeds, because that'd cause trouble on the seas for what I have in mind." I giggled as he kissed me.

Soon, we arrived and stepped out to look at our hotel.

Atlantis Oasis was huge! It's structure looked like a golden, undersea palace! It reminded me of Atlantica from The Little Mermaid. There were seashore rocks around to set the scene, and also large shells -which I can't tell if they're real or not.

After a moment of taking in the sights, a bellboy had taken our luggage, and lead us into the hotel. Oh, and the inside! The floor was in blue velvet! The furniture was large, polished seashells, the crevice inside padded with cushions. And the beams were huge cylinders, with a small reef rock in it, filled with dozens of colorful, tropical fish! I was so taken in it all, I hardly noticed my husband going to the desk.

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"Hello. I am Max Sander, me and my husband have a reservation here." I said to the polar bear at the desk. Allen looks so dazzled by everything, so I better just take care of things from here. The ursine looked through his book before looking up, shaking his head.

"I'm sorry, but it appears your reservation has been canceled." My smile faded instantly.

"What?"

"Yes. About three hours ago, someone had gave us a call, and canceled the reservation. The suite has already been filled." I started to feel myself get very angry. Now? On our own honeymoon?? Are they kidding me?!

"That can't right! Who called you and told you to cancel our reservation?!"

"My sick sense of humor." The white bear said as he smirked and started to laugh. My anger went to confusion.

"What?"

"Sorry, I never get to do that! You're reservation is waiting for you on the 7th floor." He then gave me two keys, still laughing. "I'm sorry sir, we just never get a same-sex couple here, and truthfully, it's a nice change." I sighed, rolling my eyes and managing a smirk. "Seriously, though, I admire your courage, and wish the best for you and him."

"Alright, thanks, man." The polar bear hit the bell, and a small otter came in, and loading our bags onto the brass carrier.

"Please, enjoy our suite, sir." I nodded and smiled as I went to go get Allen.

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"Ok, hun, let's go to our suite." I turned and saw my tiger come over to me. I smiled as we kissed each other before going into the elevator, holding paws.

When the elevator opened, I felt my husband pick me up. "Whoa! Max, I-" He kissed me sweetly. I giggled as he carried me to our room. The bellboy sea otter had already put our luggage into our room.

The carpet was in deep, violet color, and there was also a large, round dome on the ceiling, with a lamp inside with more fish swimming around. The bed was a large, opened clam shell with a deep blue comforter with shiny gold and silver koi fish printed on it, and a large white pearl on the pillows. The walls had brass framing around a few more domes with small corals and other tropical fish. The TV was a flat, 3ft wide plasma screen, which was placed onto a large, wooden TV shelf/dresser.

Max carried me over the threshold, and closed the door, and set me down. I kissed him before I leaped onto the bed. I giggled excitedly as I jumped onto the big, soft bed. "This is so awesome!" I felt Max get onto the bed climbing onto me.

"Good. No waterbed." I laughed as I rolled over, feeling the big, white orb roll down between us. "Ooh, yay! Chocolates!" He pressed a latch on the pearl, and it opened up, filled with shell-shaped gourmet chocolates. I popped a caramel conch into my muzzle, Max then taking a nougat spiral shell.

"Mmm, yummy!" I said after I swallowed. "But not as yummy as you." I said in a soft growl. Max giggles at. "Now take off those pants, my hot little tiger shark." Max giggled as he reached down and undid his cargo shorts. Before we continued, I found something strange. "Hm? Sweetie, check this out. Looks like a button." He looked and shrugged.

"Oh? Try pressing it." So I did. In a slow, mechanical whizzing sound, the top of the clam scallop shell lowered down until it closed. It was dark except there were a few subtle large, fist-wide wholes on the top. "Wow." Good thing we've got nocturnal eyes, anyway. I saw him grin at me. "Looks like an oyster full of pearls, and I don't mean the ball full of chocolates, or your ring, hun."

I giggled and purred alluringly before I put the shell back up. "Hang on, I'll be right back." I then got up from the bed, went to my bag, and fished out my green g-string, where I then went to the bathroom, and changed into it.

I knocked on the door before coming out. Max looked at me and growled playfully. "C'mere, you sexy lionfish." I grinned as I went back to the big seashell bed, and climbed onto my husband, pressing the button again to make the shell close back up.

My mouth lowered down and nibbled his neck while my paws went to work to undoing his shirt. My lips pressed against his vibrating throat as I slipped the buttons on his Hawaiian style top, smooching down and between the crevice between his pecs. My tongue slipped out and lapped gently along his toned belly. In no time, my chin had made it to where my tiger has unbuttoned his cargo shorts. I took the metal tab of his zipper with my teeth, and pulled it downward. I looked up and gave him a low growl before gently taking the rear of his shorts with my mouth, and tugged them back.

"God, you look so sexy undressing me like that, Allen." I dragged his shorts off of him, and took a good look. Fuck, he's really randy when he's naked, but he just looks so hot with just his white briefs and an unbuttoned Hawaiian shirt on. I then got between his legs, and just nuzzled that sizeable, round bulge. I took a long, deep whiff of his bundled equipment, eyes just fluttering as my senses were filled with his thick musk.

"You sure you're my husband Allen? Because you look like a hungry, feral, horny, cock slut." I moaned a little as I felt his paw on the back of my head, and pushing my face firmly against his crotch. "I love how you're making your back curve like that; you look like a slutty femboi, babe." While Max started to rub my muzzle on his junk, my mouth opened so that I could take in his round bulge, and just suckle. I moaned as my tongue would start licking the fabric, slurping on the musky, sweaty taste. My tongue licked on his package until his briefs were wet enough to outline his balls.

"Keep licking, cat." He said. God, he just sounds so dominant. My tongue then began to flick and wipe onto the rod-shaped bulge in his undies. His paw continued to push and rub my head onto his crotch for a few minutes before releasing me. I carefully bit a part of his tighty-whities with my teeth, and began to pull his underwear down. The tiger lifted his hips in order to let me peel off his underwear with my mouth.

When I looked back, I let out a slutty whimper as my mouth just went back, and glue to his sac. "Yeah. My kitty slut likes my balls, doesn't he?" I feel so submissive right now. My mouth sucked on one of his orbs, juggling both of them in and out of my mouth, loving every taste I got from licking the musky taste from his musky scrotum.

"Lube up my cock, lion." He ordered, patting my face with his hard cock. My mouth opened and took his dick into my muzzle. I giggled as Max tried to stifle a moan - I guess doms don't moan, not that Max is ALWAYS dominant, but he tries. Anyway, I'm dipping my head on his lap up and down, deep-throating him and licking his hard log, soaking it up with my tongue. "Mmm yeah . . . That feels good, Allen . . ." While I nursed on his member, my paw reached back and tugged my g-string down lower on my butt, not enough for it to slip off, but just enough to keep it on while he fucks me.

I sucked on him for a few more minutes before I gave his cock one last wet slurp, and climbed up on him. I hovered my ass above his tool before carefully lowering down. I huffed as I slowly lowered myself onto him, letting out soft grunts or whimpers as he slowly entered me. When I finally lowered myself all the way onto him, I sighed and put my paws on his shoulders. My face felt his paw stroking my cheek, prompting me to look downward at him. He smiled as he caressed my cheek fur.

"I love you." I smiled lovingly as I lowered my head and kissed him.

"I love you too." The tiger kissed me again, lapping at my lips before I opened my lips and kissed him passionately. He moved his hips smoothly upward, undulating as I felt all 10inches of him stir in my insides. Faint growls and purrs resonated in our throats, showing how deep and passionate our lovemaking is to each other.

As I felt myself go up and down, Max's paws wondered and felt either side of my hips, leading to feel up on my rump. My husband rubbed and gave my butt a love pat or two. Every now and then, I would gasp softly when Max's meat pressed on my prostate. As the slow and smooth sex continued, I started to jerk myself off just to satisfy my wang's yearning, but not once did our lips part aside from lapping.

Gradually and gently, with Max's cock still in me, I turned over and lay on my side on the bed, with Max behind me. His paw was holding my leg up so that he was able to grind into my rump, his mouth still glued to mine in a long and loving kiss. I then felt his paw dig under me, and then replacing my own paw that was on my penis, where he began to pleasure for me. Oh fuck, I love him so much.

Through out this deep, romantic session, Max hardly picked up his pace, and I didn't want him to. His member simply rubbed itself up and down inside me, spurting precum in order to make his movements smoother. While he masturbated me, he wasn't really jerking me off - it was more like, massaging my oozing dick with his fingers, rubbing on the sensitive spots. He worked my cock gently but also firmly until his thumb and index finger wrung the head and frenulum, causing me to lose my restraints, milking me of my cum. I moaned harshly into his mouth as I gushed into his paw, making it wet and sticky.

After I came, he took his time in cumming into me, but nonetheless, he soon drove against my ass firmly, gripping my arm tightly as I felt his member explode inside me. His throat growled roughly as he spurted inside me, flooding into my ass.

It was after his climax that our mouth-to-mouth finally broke. My husband pulled his softening penis out of my ass. I could feel his cum dribbling out of my rear as he settled me against him, spooning behind me. His paw pet my side as he cuddled and nuzzled my mane. Max held me as we faded into sleep inside the large seashell bed.