The Wedding of Mr. Faire (complete)

I know it is going to be hard to sleep tonight. Aside from the general nerves and anxiety, Ruby isn’t in bed with me. She’s sleeping in a tent with her bridal party, so she can get up and ready easier in the morning. It is also a nice romantic gesture, sleeping apart so that on our wedding day, we’ll be even more giddy and excited to see one another. It’s still torture. I have come to rely on her sleeping beside me, keeping me warm, filling me with joy.

I sigh heavily as I stare up at the ceiling, missing her while also knowing that tomorrow we will never be apart again. I can’t wait for morning, when I could get up and rush through the day so I can stand at the altar and watch her walk down the aisle. I have never seen her dress, not even a hint of it, and I giggle to myself when I try to picture what she looks like.

“Are you decent?” The whisper cuts through the shadows of the bedroom and I sit up like a shot. Peering through the darkness, I see Ruby slip in through the tent and tiptoe towards the bed.

“What are you doing here?” I demand, grinning from ear to ear. “We’re supposed to stay separate until the wedding!”

Ruby slips under the blankets and snuggles up next to me. “I couldn’t sleep.”

“Oh, my poor bride,” I sigh happily as I nuzzle to her hair.. 

Ruby rests her cheek onto my chest and combs her fingers through my long white hair. “I know you couldn’t sleep either.” She kisses my chest, then hooks her leg around mine. “I figured we could not sleep together.”

I can’t help but laugh a little too hard at that. “Phrasing, my love.” I rub her shoulder as we both chuckle together. “To think, just one night separates us from our wedding day. All this time waiting.”

Ruby sighs and places her arm across my chest. “You’ve been waiting a lot longer than I have.”

“That doesn’t matter,” I murmur. “I have you now, and we have a whole future spread out in front of us that is endless and wonderful.” I yawn and struggle to keep my eyes open. “We’ll be together always.”

“Tired?” Ruby murmurs.

“Not at all,” I sigh. “Just, need to rest my eyes a moment.”

Ruby simply moans in reply, and before we know it, both of us have fallen asleep in each others’ arms. 

“You owe me five bucks.”

“I should have known better. Stupid people in love.”

I wake to the sounds of Muna and Bron arguing. I rub my eyes, looking up to see Muna, Bron, and Fye are putting things in order for me to get ready.

Ruby snorts once and her eyes flutter open. “What?”

“You’re not supposed to be here, you silly girl!” Muna pulls back the blankets from us and tosses them aside. “Get up! Both of you!”

“Good morning,” Ruby grumbles.

“Get out of here,” Muna scoffs. “Your bridal party is running around like chaotic hens. Go take care of them before they destroy the carnival.”

Ruby tilts her head side to side as Muna talks. “I will, I will,” she yawns, trying to placate him. She then turns to me and smiles. “I’ll see you later.”

“Right, I will.” I lean in to kiss her, but Muna puts his hand between us so I kiss the center of his palm.

“Save it for the ceremony!” Muna scolds as Fye picks Ruby off the bed and carries her out the door. “People will want their money's worth.”

I cock a brow at Muna. “What money?”

Muna claps both hands on my cheeks. “From this point until you say ‘I do’, you are to obey me without question. Now get the hell up and sit down in that chair!”

I rub my freshly slapped face and grumble as I get up. “This is supposed to be a happy and exciting occasion. Why are you acting like a drill sergeant?” 

Muna pushes me down into the chair and grabs hold of my shoulders from behind. “Because weddings are a war, my dear friend. Weddings are a battlefield of drunk relatives, jealous colleagues, and high anxiety.” He starts taking up my hair to comb it. “These fucking horns,” he scoffs. “They’re going to make tending to your hair such an issue now. It’s a good thing you wear that damn top hat all the time.”

“But this isn’t a regular wedding,” I try to argue.

“That’s what they all say.” Muna grabs my chin in his hand and makes me look into the mirror. “This wedding is more than about vows and undying love. This is a pompous ritual performed for the people, not for you and your blushing bride.”

I side glance at him. “My friend, you’re terrifying me.”

Muna releases my jaw. “Marriage is terrifying,” he warns me. “Trust me. I have been married to two of the most horrifyingly powerful women in the world, and I am a very happy man.” He says this with a grin. “But it is hard work, sometimes you’ll feel it, sometimes it will seem like nothing. But it is effort at all times from both of you.”

I chuckle softly. “I know all this, Muna.”

“Do you?” He tugs my hair as he starts combing again. “I have known you for a long time. You are very dear to me and I owe you everything that I have now. You brought my Bron back to me, you’ve given me a home, all while allowing me to be the jackass that I am and loving me despite it.”

“You make it easy, usually,” I smile. 

Muna’s fingers are gentle as they comb through my hair, separating it out as he starts to braid it. “I want to see that you are happy, because you deserve that more than anybody. You have earned it more than anybody.” His fingers work fast, making intricate pleats of the braid. 

“Now then,” he sighs. “Do we need to talk about the birds and the bees?”

“Muna!” I fuss.

“You’re an innocent, my dear friend,” Muna chuckles. “Purest of pure, sweetest of vanilla.” He walks around the front of the chair and opens up a cosmetics bag. “As someone who tends to two lovely vulvas regularly...”

“No! No!” I shake my head rapidly.

Muna grabs one of my horns to stop me. “This is my wedding gift to you.”

“I don’t want it,” I grimace.

Muna plops moisturizer into my face and starts rubbing it in. “Foreplay is important. I know you’re a virgin and excited, so I am warning you not to go plowing in before your beloved has been tended to.”

“Muna! Please! Have mercy!” I whine as he massages my face.

“Being a demon, I suspect your package is impressive while also being quite unique.” Muna takes smears the cream thickly over my face. “So depending on that, you may have to properly prepare Ruby.”

“My package is fine!” I scoff. “Are you intending on making me uncomfortable?”

Muna glares at me from the mirror. “No, I am intending to give you a radiant glow that matches your bride. Just because you’re a man doesn’t mean you can’t take care of this beautiful face of yours. I am simply passing down wisdom from one happily married man to a future one.”

“I’m not as innocent as you would think,” I grumble.

Muna laughs, throwing his head back. “Oh, yes you are.”

Muna’s torture of me continues until lunch, when Lancelot and Emberlie bring in my tuxedo. Emberlie and the children handmade the entire thing. The fabric is a deep red, almost black, with swirls of gold stitched in. The vest is hand-embroidered with images from the carnival.

“Where’s my best man?” I ask urgently. “He was supposed to be here.”

Those around me hesitate for a moment, glancing idly at one another before going on about their business again. 

“There was a minor emergency, sir,” Haytham says to me. “Robin and Puck were dealing with it to spare you the stress.”

“Emergency?” I ask. “What sort of emergency?”

“A wedding dress fiasco,” Puck says as he comes into the tent.

I stand up suddenly, knocking over Emberlie, who was taking a lint roller to my jacket as a final touch. “Wedding dress fiasco? What happened?”

Puck holds up his hand to try and soothe me. “Nothing to worry about. Robin is taking care of it, and the bride. I’ve come to placate you with the usual wedding banter.” He playfully punches my arm. “Buddy.”

I shake my head. “Don’t try, Puck, please.”

He scoffs and rolls his eyes. “I’ve had enough, anyway.”

“So what happened?” I press. “Is Ruby okay?”

“Frazzled, but in one piece. My Buttercup is with her as well, telling her the horror story that was our wedding day to assure her this is nothing in comparison.”

“But what happened?” I shake my hands at him. “What happened to her wedding dress? Was it fire? Oh god, did she catch on fire? Did she trip? Did the dress rip?”

Puck shakes his head. “None of those things. They were having wine with lunch, and well...” He grimaces. “Wine does what wine does.”

“Oh, my poor Ruby,” I gasp. “She must be devastated.”

“Robin and Eira took her to the shop to find a new gown from their collection.” Puck pets my lapels to lay them flat. “She’ll be fine.”

I frown a bit, remembering how excited Ruby had been over the wedding gown she had selected. She found it while shopping with her mother, and I remember her coming home so excited about it.

“I need to use the restroom.” I lie, and sneak away when no one is paying attention to me. I sneak through the carnival, going towards the tent where the bridal party is all gathered outside. I slip inside, and Ruby gasps out loud.

“It’s just me,” I assure her. “I came to see if you were okay.”

Ruby pulls her skirt up over herself. “You can’t see me!” she cries. “It’s bad luck.”

I kneel down beside her. “I don’t believe that for a moment.” I smooth down the crinoline under her skirt. “Ruby, what happened?”

Ruby whimpers from under the skirt. “I thought it would be okay,” she sniffles. “I thought just one glass. You know?”

I rub her leg as she blubbers through the tale. 

“But it just… and it was all slow motion… and I couldn’t...” She breaks down crying, and I move her skirt away. Her hair is beautifully done in soft curls and waves, with loose braids along the sides that are decorated with pearls and rubies. 

She looks up at me, her face so lovingly painted by Bron and Fye with cherry red lips and long, dark lashes. Tears stream down her face, and her nose is a bright red button.

“I so wanted you to see me in that dress,” she whimpers.

I stroke her cheek, smoothing my thumb delicately under her eyes to wipe away the tears. She begins to smile and she leans into my touch.

“I’m so glad to see you,” she whispers. “Even if it is against the rules.”

I kiss her softly. “We make the rules.” I grin at her, my eyes raking down her body. “Did you find something with Eira and Robin?”

She nods. “Yeah. They had some beautiful pieces.” She crosses her hands over the bodice. “I still don’t want you to see it.”

I smirk at her. “Then take it off.”

She bursts out laughing and kisses me again, pressing her red lips all over my face. “Thank you,” she breathes.

“I couldn’t bear knowing you were over here worrying,” I whisper. “I had to come see you, make you smile, kiss you.” I run my thumb over her bottom lip. “To tell you again I love you so you know for sure.”

“I know,” Ruby breathes. She leans in again to kiss me but other voices are rapidly approaching. “Oh no,” she gasps. “Hurry! Get out before they see you!”

I scurry back out of the tent, hurrying towards my own. I am caught, though, as Robin is stepping outside as I attempt to sneak back in.

“There you are!” Robin chuckles. “And, uh...” His eyes linger on my face before he breaks into a grin. “Well,” he laughs, “need I ask where you were?”

“Walking,” I say stiffly. “I walked.” I rotate my finger in the air. “Walked around.”

Robin takes his handkerchief out and wipes my cheek, then shows the red lipstick smudged on the white surface. “Should I be worried and tell your bride?” He grins at me.

I huff and touch my face, then rub my thumb over my lips to remove the red lipstick. “She knows,” I grumble.

“I knew you couldn’t stay away.” He helps me take off the rest of the lipstick before we go back into the tent. 

After that, everything is a mad dash. People pass by in a blur as I make my way to the altar. I stand there, feeling a heavy weight on me, and take in deep breaths. I am more anxious and excited than I ever have been before. I have butterflies battling boulders in my stomach.

Then, all at once, everyone in the big top stands up. Looking down the aisle, I see her. She emerges from light and appears before me like an angel. The wedding dress is beautiful - antique lace and crystals that catch the light to make her glow. The neckline is wide and dips low, and the sleeves hang down in long waves of lace. The skirt moves around her like a billowing fog that fits her shape perfectly.

As she stands at the altar before me, I am breathless and unprepared. I am already crying and grinning like an idiot. I barely hear the ceremony at all, all I can do is stare at her and think to myself how lucky I truly am. I tremble horribly as I try to put the ring on her finger. For a moment, I am terrified that it will not fit, but it goes into place as it should. Ruby’s fingers tremble as well, but she is more confident than I am. 

“Do you, Authaire Faire, take this woman to be your bride?”

The words cut through me and I feel relieved. “I do.”

“And do you, Ruby--?”

“I do,” she cuts in before he can finish, and I break into a massive grin. 

The officiant laughs. “Well then, by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may now kiss the bride.”

Ruby hurriedly rushes towards me and I grab her up, kissing her as the entire big top erupts into applause and tears. I take her hand and rush down the aisle with her. We go back to our tent while everyone makes their way to the mess hall where the reception is being held.

“I have no idea what to do!” I tell her. “I’m just so happy! I can’t… What do we do?” I bust out laughing.

Ruby catches me and kisses me. “We have a little time to ourselves. We could make use of it, or we can lie down for a moment and relax until we are called for.”

I moan softly as the kiss deepens. My knees go weak from all the excitement, and I turn to putty in her hands. 

“You know,” I chuckle. “Muna gave me the talk this morning.”

Ruby arches her brow. “I’m afraid to ask.”

We lay down on the bed together, resting before we have to go back to the reception. “Oh, he made me uncomfortable for hours.”

“So sorry to hear that,” Ruby giggles. “I hope he wasn’t too specific with you. I’d hate for you to be getting any strange ideas before the wedding night.”

“Despite the awkwardness of it, he did give me some good tips.” I wink at her. “But I won’t spoil the surprise until tonight.”

We’re soon fetched and called to the reception hall, where we are paraded around to our friends and family as the happy couple we are. We perform for them, doing our first dance, feeding each other cake, and Ruby throws the bouquet, which is caught by Oriharu. 

We celebrate for a long time, but all too soon we go back to our tent to change and gather our things. We have a place in the city being loaned to us. It’s a luxury suite, and when we arrive, there are rose petals everywhere, lit candles, and bottles of champagne chilling on the table. 

“My, my, Puck really went all out on this for us.” Ruby admires the bottle of champagne before she realizes it is an expensive bottle of Veuve Clicquot. “How rich are your friends?”

I chuckle as I come up behind her and wrap her up in my arms. “Is that really what you want to know right now?”

“That’s a bottle of wine the price of a house!” She gasps as my lips press to her neck, and moans softly as my hands go under her shirt and touch her bare skin. “Authaire,” she moans.

I nip the tip of her ear. “I’ll pour you a month’s rent when I’m done with you.” I pick her up and carry her to the bed. I take off her shoes, then with two more hands, I go under her clothes again.

Ruby moans softly. “Authaire, your hands.”

“I have two more that can be of use,” I chuckle. I kiss her belly as I undo the buttons of her jeans. I raise her hips as I tug them down and drag my lips onto her mound.

“That tickles,” Ruby giggles.

I glance up at her, seeing her posed naked on the bed for me and only me. As her eyes meet mine, she reaches her hands out to me. I fall into them, kissing her as two hands knead her thighs.

“Which me do you want?” I whisper.

“All of you,” Ruby moans. 

I smirk at her as my glamour starts to melt away. “You sure about that? Apparently my package might we weird.”

“I can handle that.” Ruby’s hands stroke down my back as I place myself between her thighs. Her breath catches in her throat for a moment as six hands roam over her soft, wonderful body. 

I’m excited and barely holding myself together. I have been longing for the moment where Ruby and I become one, in every sense of the word. Ruby’s leg hitches around me and urges me closer. I slip against her, feeling her heat and wetness against me.

“Oh!” Ruby gasps.

“What?” I yelp. “Is it too weird?”

Ruby shakes her head. Her face was flushed before, but now it’s vivid, and there is a bit of drool on her lip. “No, it’s just...” she giggles uncontrollably. “You didn’t warn me!”

“Warn you?” I gulp.

Ruby reaches down, taking hold of me. I shut my eyes tight and hold my breath as she strokes her palm over my cock.

“Big,” Ruby mewls.

“Is it?” I pant. 

Ruby bites her lip as she looks up at me. “Yeah! Look at yourself, you’re a big, hunky demon.”

I smile shyly. “Hunky?”

Ruby kisses me as she guides me into place. “And all mine,” she coos.

I whimper as I feel her molten core at my tip. “Ruby!”

Ruby nods, urging me forward. I slip inside her, and she cries out. Her legs clamp tightly around my waist, and I plunge deeper all at once. Ruby throws her head back, almost screaming. When I try to pull away, thinking I’ve hurt her, she clings to me and keeps me close. I push back inside and start to lose my breath. She feels so good, so warm and wet, her inner walls clinging to me as if trying to pull me deeper.

“Oh, Ruby,” I moan. “Oh, Ruby!”

“Just like that,” Ruby coaxes me. “Yes. There!” She grins as she chomps down on her bottom lip. “You feel so good!”

I’m nearly at my limit. The way she’s touching me, holding me, even the way she breathes has all my nerves alive and humming with electricity. I can’t control myself any longer. I huff and pant, driving deep inside her. A part of me has come loose, one that is hungry and animal. It takes control, urging me to sate my appetite. Ruby’s moans and cries fuel me and course through my blood.

I feel as if my whole body is struck by lightning. I roar, shaking the bed with a few final thrusts. Deep inside Ruby, I let go. I fill her to the brim, and with each thrust a little of my seed flows out. 

Ruby mewls and pants, whimpering as I pull from her. I am awed by the sight between her legs, watching her plump, red lips open and spill my seed. I taste her, sucking her clit until she has to use a pillow to muffle her voice.

I lay my head on her belly, only half alive at this point. 

Finally I stand up, slipping my glamour back on so I can move easily around the suite. I smile down at Ruby, who has melted into a perfect puddle on the bed. 

“I’ll go pour that champagne now.” I kiss her cheek.

“Mmm,” she moans. “I can’t move.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll take...” I trip as soon as I stand up. My legs feel as though they are made of gummy worms. 

“Are you alright?” Ruby gasps in alarm.

“I’m fine,” I stumble as I get up and laugh. “I’m not used to that, is all.”

Ruby smiles at me, hugging a pillow to her naked chest. “Not bad for a newbie,” she chuckles. “You hit all the right spots.”

I grin like an idiot. “I just listened, is all.” I go and uncork the champagne, pouring us each a glass. As we sit on the bed, naked, giggly, and happy, it suddenly hits me all at once that this is my wife.

“What is it?” Ruby asks me.

“I just realized we’re married,” I laugh. “I don’t know, it didn’t hit me until just now.” I cup her cheek in my palm. “You’re my wife!”

Ruby leans in closer to me. “And you’re my husband.” She kisses me and crawls into my lap. I quickly set the glasses aside as our bodies press tight together. 

“Already?” I pant.

Ruby kisses my neck, and I melt for her again. 

I’m not sure when morning arrives, as every floor-to-ceiling window is covered by blackout curtains. All I can say is that Ruby and I have taken advantage of being married several times already. 

I sip on stale champagne as I wake up, needing something wet on my tongue. I stretch, and everything pops.

“Good morning.” Ruby’s soft hand pets down my back. “Are you ready for the honeymoon?”

I grin down at her. “Already there.”