Free Their Reason by Jessie G

time in JFK International to stretch their legs and get something to eat before boarding the next flight. The flight to Shannon Airport was long and boring enough that even first class started to feel cramped, but totally uneventful.
    “With as many hours as we’ve been in the air, plus the time change, I’m pretty sure we’ve literally been traveling for days.” Red climbed out and stretched his body side to side. “A part of me wants to hole up in the hotel for the next week to recover from that marathon.”
    “I hear that,” Bull agreed as he came around the trunk to get their luggage. “We may have to reevaluate that to-do list of yours.”
    “I may be willing to cross a few things off if you have a suitable alternative,” Red offered, treating him with a full body leer. “How creative are you willing to get?”
    Bull grabbed the luggage handle with one hand and Red’s arm with the other, and started pulling him toward the hotel lobby. “Let’s go find out.”
    Red laughed as they practically ran through the lobby doors, attracting more than one curious glance. The woman behind the counter was all smiles when they finally stopped in front of her. “Welcome to the Limerick Strand Hotel. Let me guess, Mr. and Mr. Connor?”
    Bull chuckled and glanced back to see Red blushing all the way to his ears. “Were we that obvious?”
    “Our newlyweds always have a certain look about them.” She chuckled and consulted her reservation system. “Your friends arranged for an early arrival, so your suite is ready. Do you need help with your luggage?”
    Bull shook his head and listened as she rattled off information about the restaurant and bar, their room, and what was included in their package. Red wandered off to look at the paintings and Bull was glad he encouraged him to take his sketch pad. Bull had heard that Ireland had some of the best scenery in the world and, as much as Red insisted he wouldn’t need it on their honeymoon, Bull knew he wouldn’t be able to resist.
    “Is there anything else I can do for you?” Bull glanced back and realized he stopped listening a while ago. Something in his expression must have given him away because she just smiled and pointed to the glass elevators. “You can get to the penthouse using either of those elevators. There’s a slot in the elevator for your key and also one just inside the door of your room. Nothing will work without it.”
    Bull looked at the key envelope in his hand and nodded. He wasn’t sure what she meant, but he wasn’t going to waste time asking her to explain. Especially since he had a feeling she already explained it once and he just tuned her out. They were smart, they’d figure it out. With her knowing eyes following him, he walked over to where Red was reading one of the dedication plaques and bumped his shoulder. “Ready to go see how creative I can be?”
    “I won’t be easy to convince.” Red laced their fingers together and gave him a serious look as they walked to the elevator. That was a challenge and he was definitely up for the task.
    As the elevator doors closed, he crowded Red against the glass wall and tipped his head to the side. If he kissed him now, they’d wind up naked on the elevator floor and he really didn’t want to spend their honeymoon in an Irish jail. So he contented himself by tracing lazy circles over Red’s pulse point and grinding their cocks together. As the floors ticked by, he felt that pulse increase until Red was gripping the railing to hold himself up.
    A computer generated voice announced their floor and Red grabbed his hand, pulling him blindly down the hall. Desperation overrode common sense, and it wasn’t until Red turned to him in frustration that Bull realized he was the one with the key. A key which he dropped twice when Red’s busy hands tried undressing him on the wrong side of the door.
    “Thank fuck…” Bull grunted when the light on the door finally turned green. He pushed it open,