Their kiss lasted so long that when Mark finally stopped, Sean blushed and sank a little in the water. Mark stroked his fingers along Sean's cheek, whispering to him breathlessly. "I love when you do that." Sean sank until his shoulders were in the water, mumbling out shyly. "When I do what? Kiss you?" Mark shook his head, leaning in to whisper close to his ear. "No. When you get all shy and start to blush." Sean bit his lip, turning in the water to lean on the stony edge of the pool. He hated that he couldn't control how much he blushed around Mark. It was the way his body naturally reacted to him. Crossing his arms over the stony edge, he buried his cheeks in them. Behind him, Mark let out a throaty chuckle and started rubbing his bare back. Sean closed his eyes, moaning softly. The stone wall edge of the pool was warm and felt good against the clash of cold outdoor air coming from the large open window view. Mark's hands messaged his shoulders, sweetly telling him. "I have another confession to make."

Sean peeked over his shoulder, chuckling out. "Oh boy... Are you going to tell me that you take all your boyfriends here?" Mark snorted, sliding his hands down Sean's back one last time, before slowly drifting away from him. Sean turned slightly to look at him better, feeling a little anxious. While Mark moved to a wall that was lined in beautiful fake plants. Mark dried his hand with a small washcloth there and reached into them to mess with something. The lights of the spa dimmed, and a set of sheer roller shades lowered down to block out the bright sunlight but not the view. Mark messed around a bit more and the soft blue and red lights in the pool turned on with a set of aqua jets. Sean drummed his nails on the stone edge, playfully growling out with suspicion. "Oh, you've definitely been here before... Mark..." Mark chuckled to himself, answering with a guilty blush. "I have been here by myself a few times in the past. It helped me relax during my competitions here. I've never brought anyone here with me though. You're the only one I've shared this with."

Sean narrowed his eyes on him, asking him curiously. "Is that your confession? Cause I've gotta say... It's kind of got me on edge that you could be hiding-" Mark cut him off by removing a basket from the plants. With a guilty grin, Mark told him honestly. "I might have... booked this place as our little honeymoon after the rink. I wasn't going to the Spa this morning... I was coming back after booking this for later. You almost fucked up my whole surprise. You're just lucky that there was an opening for earlier." Sean's jaw dropped as he took that in and gestured from him to the door, stammering out. "Did Stacy know that?" Mark shook his head, casually replying. "No. I only told her about the rink. My plan was to have her take you there and both myself and the Ordained Minister would be waiting on the ice... but after the way you sounded last night... I got worried about you. So, on my way back from booking this, I got coffee and stopped by to check on you."

Sean turned more to press his back to the warm wall, mumbling out sadly. "You did all this for me? Mark, I... I don't know what to say... I'm sorry. I didn't even think about what to do for you..." Mark chuckled to himself, setting the basket on the edge to remove a few things as he retorted genuinely lovingly. "I didn't do this because I expected anything in return. I did it just to see you smile." Sean sank down in the water up to his neck, saying softly. "Mark... I'm so blown away. I... I'm so happy. I think I might cry." Mark giggled a little, pulling a bottle of pink Korbel champagne from the basket with two slender clear glasses. Setting up the glasses, Mark worked to uncork the bottle, telling him through a strained grunt. "Well... Don't cry... At least... not yet." Sean smirked, chuckling out. "Mark, do you need some help with that? You know, usually they have a corkscrew to-" Mark shook his head, his arm muscle and voice straining more as he grunted out. "No... I got it. I don't need... no fucking... cork-"

With a loud 'POP' the cork came free and shot across the room to put a hole in the top of the soft orange colored wall by the door. Both of them jumped, waiting like deer frozen in the headlights of a car. When no one screamed or came charging in, Mark began pouring the champagne into the glasses, stating out nonchalantly. "We're fine." Sean burst out laughing, covering his face as he uttered out to himself. "Holy shite!" Mark started to laugh as he told him lightly. "It's fine. They'll never notice it." Sean lowered his hands, chuckling out sarcastically. "Ya, I'm sure... Jesus." After pouring the glasses, Mark set to work lighting a few aroma candles that were set up at the corners of the pool around little stacks of jet-black Zen rocks. Sean distracted himself for a bit by looking and listening to the crystal-clear water. The aqua jets were silent, expect for the trickling and bubbling sounds of the water. While the glassy parts of the calmer water showed off the beautiful lights beneath.

It was beautiful and so calming. With the soft blue and light tinges of red lighting, the water almost looked like a frozen lake. It was magical looking. Drifting to stand in front of one of the jets, he let the jet pound the water across the back of his shoulders and neck. Letting the water loosen up his shoulders, he inhaled the growing smell of the Lemon, Lime, and Bergamot scented candles. Stretching out his arms across the stone edge, Sean moaned softly to himself. The soft sound of Mark moving closer made him open his eyes to see Mark approaching him with the pink champagne glasses in hand. Sean shuffled his feet in the water, but let Mark come to him. Mark handed him a glass, holding up his own glass to say lovingly. "To the rest of our lives together?" Sean accepted his glass, raising his own to say with a blushing smirk. "However crazy it gets." They gently clinked their glasses, then drank them down without looking away from each other. Mark only drank a little of his glass before setting it on the side.

Sean on the other hand downed his whole glass before setting it aside. The champagne was as sweet as grapes, but he barely tasted it. His body was distracted by how good Mark looked in this dim lighting. How his tan skin seemed to have a sleek wet shine. Mark raised a hand to cup one side of Sean's face, inching closer to whisper in a deep intoxicating voice. "Anything else you want me to do before we consummate our marriage?" Sean giggled a little, avoiding Mark's eyes as a deep blush burned his cheeks. Taking a minute to calm his racing heart back down, Sean licked his lips and trained his eyes back on Mark to answer soft and sweet. "Mark, I keep thinking that I'm going to wake up and all this will have just been a beautiful dream... So, before I wake up. I love you so much." Mark smirked, bringing his lips closer to his before whispering in that deep buttery voice. "I love you too, Sean... but you're not dreaming." Sean's heart skipped the second their lips met. With a single kiss, Mark stole his breath away and left him weak in the knees.

Sliding his hands up Mark's arms, he held onto his broad shoulders as their kiss deepened. Mark's hands drifted to his waist in the water, moving around to his lower back to pull him away from the wall and into his arms better. Nestling his body against Mark's, Sean broke the kiss to pant over his lips. "Good. I think waking up to the disappointment would crush me." Mark tilted his head, his lips finding Sean's throat to caress it with tender kisses. Goosebumps sprang up on Sean's arms as he curled his arms around Mark's neck. Mark's own hands drifted down, his fingers slipping beneath his underwear to push them down as he squeezed his ass. Sean reluctantly shifted to help Mark remove his underwear, then quickly threw them out of the pool. Mark continued kissing his throat, until Sean settled back against him. Sean laid his head down on Mark's shoulder, yelping a tiny bit in surprise as Mark's hands left his ass to grab the back of his thighs. Pulling them apart, Mark hefted Sean up to let him wrap his legs around his waist.

Sean bit Mark's shoulder lightly, shaking as Mark's hands ran up and down his back. Feeling his fingers trace his spine and caress the back of his ribcage was making him tremble in Mark's arms. Sean didn't understand why his body was acting like this. He had slept with Mark over and over... but now his every kiss and touch were twice as powerful. This didn't feel like just having sex with him. It felt almost cosmic and overwhelming. Mark was his and he was Mark's. Every fiber of his body felt joined to Mark and it was making him lightheaded... but he loved it. Lifting his head, Sean cupped Mark's face to kiss him as Mark sat down on some kind of circular seat by the shrouded view. Upon breaking the kiss, they both panted softly, before Mark whispered to him. "You're going to want to lean back a bit and bring your ass closer to me." Sean shook his head, playfully baby talking against Mark's neck as he locked his legs around him tighter. "No. I want you just like this." Mark chuckled for a second, then asked him innocently. "That so. Hey, Jack...?"

Sean hummed against Mark's neck as a blissful response, feeling Mark spread his legs wide beneath him. The second Mark's legs weren't protecting him anymore, an aqua jet shot straight up into his ass. Sean yelped loudly, trying to scramble off Mark's lap. Mark refused to let him go, holding him firmly in place until the jet started making Sean burst into uncontrollable giggles. The bubbles tickled him in all his sensitive places, until he was left squealing and thrashing. Mark closed his legs again to give him a minute to breath, chuckling out. "You ok?" Sean smacked Mark's chest, giggling out. "You're such an arsehole! Why is that even there?!" Mark rubbed Sean's sides lovingly to calm him, telling him truthfully. "It's supposed to be for your back when you sit... but I had to sit farther back on this with you on my lap. Just thought you should know." Sean shook his head, his bright grin framed on his face. Mark kissed his cheek, purring close to his ear. "I love hearing you laugh." Sean shifted his hips closer to Mark, leaning back as told him shyly. "I don't know. I think you do it to watch me suffer." Mark grinned wickedly, holding Sean's waist as he devilishly cooed out. "Then don't look so fucking adorable when I do it."

Sean adjusted more comfortable with a small chuckle, waiting for Mark to help him lower himself down onto his cock. Mark's hands held his ass firmly lowering him inch by inch, until he was seated down as carefully as he could. For a few minutes, Mark just held him and playfully nibbled at his exposed and hard nipples. Sean squeezed Mark's shoulders, enjoying the pleasure Mark coaxed his body into feeling over the pain of his insertion. The moment he stopped taking deep breaths with a wince, Sean told Mark honestly. "Ok. I think I'm good now." Mark kissed Sean's Adam's apple, purring against his neck. "Take your time. There's no rush. I booked us for the whole day." Sean raised an eyebrow, asking under his breath. "How much did all this cost you?" Mark smiled warmly, admitting openly. "It didn't cost me anything. This was all a wedding gift from our friends. However... my ring came out of my pocket." Sean cleared his throat, mumbling out a bit embarrassed. "So, Nate and the others know too?" Mark nodded and Sean tried to hide his embarrassed face.

Mark nibbled his earlobe playfully, telling him in a deep tone. "You're doing it again. So cute..." Sean inhaled as Mark's cock pulsed inside him. Mark wasn't lying to him. It only made Sean's cheeks burn more as he bit his lower lip and mumbled out. "Mark... I can't help it." Mark growled lustfully against his throat now, teasingly stating out after. "I know." Sean shivered, moaning as Mark started to gently thrust into him. Sean's heels slid off the rounded edge behind Mark, his toes curling as he felt the rush of bubbles from the jet rising up from between Mark's legs. Only this time the bubbles were hitting his lower back. Sean lean back to drape his arms over the warm stony edge of the pool to keep himself above water as Mark hefted his hips up a bit more. Sean struggled to contain his moans, but it was difficult when Mark rose from the seat to practically start pounding them out of him. Sean couldn't blame him. His own body wanted to finally get off after torturously being cockblocked.

As his desire rushed through his veins like lava, Sean slipped one of his hands between them to stimulate his own needy cock. Mark suddenly reached out to grab the wall, groaning in sharper grunts as he drew closer. Sean pulled himself back up against Mark, grasping the back of Mark's neck as he panted out in a strained voice. "Mark... I'm... close." Mark hefted Sean in his arms better, biting his neck as he responded with a guttural moan. Sean shivered, feeling Mark's primal bite right down his spine. Feeling his teeth and warm breath, Sean whimpered softly into Mark's ear, then licked it. Whether Mark's legs gave out on him or he sat down on purpose, Sean couldn't tell. All he knew was that Mark sat back down on the rounded seat and right over the aqua jet. Mark's arms tightened around his back, his body locking up with one last deep groan of bliss, his teeth barely releasing Sean's flesh. While Sean's legs tightened around Mark's waist, arching back as a loud moan tore itself from his throat to echo off the walls.

The unexpected aqua jet had done him in and made him lose all self-control. After unleashing his load into the water, Sean fell limply against Mark to pant heavily as his legs trembled. For a few seconds, he was fine as he rode a blissful high. The moment feeling started to come back to his lower half though, Sean began to jerk and let out sharp squeals. His cock was over sensitized, and the aqua jet was torturing him with relentless tickling bubbles. Mark jerked himself, shoving Sean off into the water as they quickly swam away from any jets. Swimming to a corner, Sean rested his arms on the warm edge and continued to pant as his body calmed down. The smell of the lit candle was even helping to relax him again. Mark's hands soon found his back, messaging him again as he purred lovingly over his shoulder. "Wanna take a break before we try that again? I've got some games that I think will be fun." Sean peeked over his shoulder, curiously asking him. "You brought games? Why?"

Mark set two large dice on the edge by his arm, cooing out sweetly between kisses along his shoulders. "It's part of the honeymooner's package. They give you some sexy games to... keep things interesting. Allows you to... get to know each other better." Sean picked up one of the dice to read what was on it, before mumbling out. "I don't know... Mark, we're here to relax not compete with each other." Mark hummed, kissing the back of his neck before whispering sweetly. "You'll like these games. There's no losers." Sean rolled his eyes, mumbling out a bit disappointed. "Well, that doesn't sound like much fun..." Mark licked his ear, making him shiver a bit. Then pressing his lips to his ear, Mark informed him devilishly. "Read the instructions and I'll get you more to drink. Trust me. We're only getting started." To Be Continued...