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Taking the Bride (Alexander May & Malomyotismon)

He smiled returning the kiss before carrying her into the room, laying her down and handing her her underwear. "I can tell you now....I'm bigger than him." He grinned as he kissed her gently. After she got her underwear on, he moved and helped her into the wedding dress, smiling at her, his eyes bright with love.
 
Harley giggled as he said something about their sizes. She blushed bright red and stepped inside her beautiful dress. "Today...is the day i'm getting married with my love...Oh, gosh...i'm so confused..." she said, looking at him.
 
"Because...I love you two..Neil and you, sweet brothy..." she said and hugged him. She stepped away and sighed. "Take me to the church...we have to do this and maybe i can...spend time with you two, after the honeymoon, of course..."
 
He kissed her gently. "After you get back from the honeymoon it's simple. Just say you're going over to a friend's house to play some type of game every time you wanna come visit me. If he wants to check up on you, give him this number." He wrote something down on a piece of paper. "My friend can tell him you're over at her house, and if he wants to talk to you she can hook you through the call." He'd been thinking about it since last night. "But come on now." He took her hand and started down the stairs. "Let's get going."
 
Harley smiled at his cute way of solving the things. It was in fact, an excellent way of treating their secret relationship, but for the moment she had to shake the thought out of her mind as she walked with him to downstairs. "Yeah...let's get going...I look beautiful, right?" she asked, opening the door.
 
He pulled her back against him, his cock hard and easy to feel through their clothes. "Does that answer your question?" He smiled as he kissed her before going out to the car, pulling her with him.
 
The music started to play as he escorted her sweet sister up to the altar. She smiled and a few tears of happiness flowed down her cheeks as their families were there, watching the beautiful moment.

(I need you to play Neil.)
 
Neil smiled as he stood by the altar, looking at his wife-to-be. He pretty much ignored Isaac.

Isaac led her to the altar before moving over to one side as she stood by Neil.
 
Harley was unaware of the tension between her future husband and her brother. She stood in front of her fiance as they held each other hands, the priest reading a passage from the bible and speaking to them about their future.
 
Neil smiled as he held her hands, listening to the priests words until he asked him if he took her for better or worse. He smiled at Harley, his eyes full of love. "I do."
 
As the priest also asked her if she wanted to stay with him, even in sickness, and until death parted them, she nodded. "I do." The priest smiled and looked at them with joy. "May the groom kiss the bride," he said. Harley waited for Neil to do make the kiss of their lives.
 
He smiled as she said I do, and then he leaned in and kissed her, gently and passionately as everyone watching smiled and held back tears, a few of them shedding tears.

Isaac smiled as he looked at them, torn. He was happy his sister was getting married, and yet sad that it wasn't him, and it was that idiot Neil.
 
Harley looked around as they kissed in the best kiss she had ever shared, letting some tears fall down from her blue eyes. She looked at him and waited for him to hold her in his arms as they walked to his car.
 
He carried her in his arms, leading her to the car as they got in with everyone watching, driving away as he smiled at her. "I love you Harley."
 
"Hawaii! Yayyy!" she said giggling and rested her head on his shoulders. "We have to get to my house and pick my bags...Unless they are already packed...What do you want me to tell you?"
 
He looked into her eyes. "Firstly your stuff is packed. Secondly....your brother didn't touch you again when he was helping you into your dress did he?"
 
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