All Wrong for Each Other

They couldn't see it, but Vin was certain his dad also rolled his eyes. "Alright alright! I'll promise not to send anyone after you if you promise to keep your phone on you and ON at all times so that I can track you. Also, promise me that if you should happen to run into trouble, you'll call Bernie and remind him that he owes me a big favor and he'd better help you out."

"I can promise that," Vin replied, relieved that his dad wasn't fighting him over having bodyguards.

"Oh! One last thing. YOU have to tell your mother that you won't be home tomorrow."

Vin groaned, seriously not looking forward to it. "Yeah, alright."

"Talk to you later, Vince! Have fun in Vegas."

"Later dad!"

"That was a surprisingly normal conversation," Caelen remarked, his light blue eyes sparkling in amusement.

Vin held up his phone for him to see. "I found tickets for a 6AM flight. According to this, it's a three hour flight - more or less - but since there's a two hour time difference, we'd be arriving at 7AM local time. That's plenty of time to look around a bit before check in."

It took a few simple taps for him to book the flight. Caelen couldn't help but be excited. He suddenly started rummaging through his drawers, wondering what he should pack.

"Oh! I have to call in!" He blurted out when he remembered. Grabbing his phone, he called to talk to the woman on duty at the moment. "Hey Lana, will you print up a time off request form? I'm going to come in and fill it out in a couple of minutes."

"Sure, so long as you do it before I get off in an hour," Lana replied. "What do you need time off for? Are you sick?"

"Nope! Just have something I want to do," Caelen replied. "See you in a few!" He exclaimed before hanging up.

"Sweet! I managed to find a really nice suite available tomorrow. How many days do you want to stay?" Vin asked as he was scrolling through photos of the hotel suite, which was a spendy suite in the Bellagio that came with it's own concierge.

"What the hell, let's stay until Friday!" Caelen decided since he hadn't taken any of his vacation time yet and so had quite a few weeks accumulated.

"Alright. ... Can you do your best to be quiet a minute?" Vin asked, but didn't wait for a response before tapping on an icon, and then turning the speaker on again. Even so, Caelen softly hummed mmhm.

"Is something wrong?"

Vin laughed. "No mom, nothing's wrong."

"Then why are you calling me on a Saturday, Vincenzo?"

"Um... so... Well, I'm going to Vegas for a few days and won't be home for dinner tomorrow," he told her, and then held the phone away from his ear as far as he could.

"GODDAMNIT! I HAVE ONE FUCKING RULE! ***ONE***! AND THAT'S ALWAYS BE HOME ON SUNDAY FOR FUCKING DINNER!!!"

"I know, but -" Vin tried to explain himself but was cut short.

"WAIT! Did you say Vegas?"

"Yeah," he confirmed with a nod.

"My good for nothing brother married into a Family in Vegas. I'll forgive you for skipping out on dinner tomorrow if you promise to go stab him a couple of times for me and remind him that it's been seven fucking years since he last visited me, even though I have dropped everything to go help him out with his sick kids like every other year!"

"Mom! I'm going on vacation. I'm NOT going to stab anyone!"

"Oh fine! Then just break his arm or something, but make sure he understands that I am not happy with him and if he doesn't come see me soon, I'll send over a couple of our dad's men to abduct and DRAG him here!"

Vin chuckled. "I'll let him know."

"Good, then I suppose you can skip dinner tomorrow, but you had better bring me back a souvenir - and not some shitty I heart Vegas mug! I want a designer dress or some jewelry or something!"

"Yeah, alright mom. I'll also see if I can find some local delicacies for your homeless soup kitchen," Vin added, knowing that this all on its own might have persuaded her.

"Aww, you're such a good son! I'm so glad I had you."

"Love you too," Vin said just before he hung up.

"So..." Caelen murmured with a raised brow. "It would be okay to stab someone if you weren't on vacation?"

"Well, not okay but meh. It happens," Vin said with a careless shrug.

"Uh huh," Caelen murmured dryly. Then he shook that off and held up his medium-sized duffle bag. "I'm all packed now."

***

Caelen stared at the ring he now wore on his left ring finger. It was a thick gold band with a third Karat center diamond accompanied on each side by diamonds about half the size. It was manly and probably more expensive than anything Caelen would have bought for himself, but still, there were two of them, so Vin wore an exact match.

"I love it!" He blurted out for at least the dozenth time.

Vin laughed and held up the certificate they'd gotten when they got married. "You weren't kidding when you said you'd be happy with just having matching rings. Makes me wonder why we went to all this trouble to get this thin piece of paper."

Caelen knew he was teasing but pouted anyway. "I'll keep that if you don't want it."

Rather than answer, Vin held the certificate out of Caelen's reach and kissed him. Smiling, Caelen laced their fingers together and rested his head on Vin's shoulder. "I'm so happy right now, I could die!"

"Well don't!" Vin advised, stealing another kiss. Then he looked down at his chest. He was wearing a shiny white casual suit with a shiny black satin shirt. He looked a bit shady but oh so sexy. "It would be a shame to go straight to our suite after we got all dressed up."

Caelen was wearing a crisp black tux with a bright white shirt. Still smiling, he gave Vin a kiss. "It really would be a shame. We should walk around hand in hand and show off our newlywed bliss."

With that vague goal in mind, they walked around, shopped a bit, and eventually had dinner while watching a burlesque show. By the time they returned to their suite, they were both horny enough to jump right in bed, but Vin insisted that they take their time. He started by having them carefully remove all their clothes.

"It would be a shame to ruin these suits before we can visit a photographer and have official pictures taken," he pointed out.

"Good idea!" Caelen agreed with a grin, rewarding him with a kiss.

Vin tugged him into the bathroom. "Come, let's take a shower."

"Another good idea!" Caelen praised.

In the shower, they washed each other clean fairly quickly. Then Caelen spent a long time tickling Vin's spine with his tongue. Vin knew how much Caelen loved to tease and put up with it for as long as he could, but eventually his frustration got the better of him.

"Goddamnit Caelen, just rim me already!"

Caelen let out an evil laugh. "Not just yet..." He turned Vin until his back was pressed against the shower wall, and then proceeded to use light little flickers of his tongue to tease Vin's shaft. It was long, thin, and gorgeous! Perfect for worshiping.

"God you're such a tease!" Vin complained, even though he was actually enjoying it.

Caelen used one hand and his mouth to keep Vin's attention captive. Meanwhile, his other hand prepared himself. When he was ready, he smiled up at his husband.

"Let's take this to bed."

"Yes please!" Vin eagerly agreed.

Once on the bed, Caelen used the bottle of oil that had been tossed on the bed earlier to slick up Vin's shaft. A minute later, he shifted so that he could straddle Vin's waist and impale himself. It wasn't quite as smooth as when Vin took the time to fully prepare him, but it was still fairly easy.

"Mmm," Vin moaned in appreciation. "That feels so good."

"Mmhm," Caelen agreed, the majority of his attention on finding the best angle and pace to fully enjoy this position.

"Fuck! I love seeing you naked!" Vin exclaimed as the view proved to be sexy enough to turn him on at least twice as much.

"Lucky I like to be naked then," Caelen replied with a laugh. A happy purr escaped him as he found the perfect position to slam himself onto Vin over and over with plenty of oomph.

"Fuck! I'm gonna cum already!" Vin cried out as he gripped Caelen's hips. His back arched off the bed a bit as a thrill ran up and down his spine.

"Yes! Cum in me!" Caelen encouraged, speeding up a bit.

Vin pumped him full with a triumphant roar, practically melting into the bed when he was done.

Caelen laughed softly and gave him a tender kiss. "So, do you need a minute, or can I prep you while you recover?"

"Go right ahead," Vin permitted between pants.

Deciding this meant more teasing was in order, Caelen arranged the pillows so that Vin could lie face down over them. This put his ass in the perfect position to be worshiped. Caressed and smacked and tickled.

"Hhnn," Vin moaned, pressing his face into the bed for a moment before turning his head. "I think we should buy some rope so I can tie you up and tease the fuck out of you!"

"I could go for that," Caelen replied with a grin. He decided to reward the idea by rimming Vin until he was begging.

"Just shove it in already!"

"Alright," Caelen agreed because his needy shaft was begging for the same thing. Shifting into position, he stroked a few long lines down Vin's back. "You want it like this, or do you want to change positions?"

Vin looked over his shoulder as he considered this. "Hmm... You're right; I want to be able to see you."

It took a minute to get ready, but then Caelen was inside Vin and they were both happy about this. "Pound me!" Vin insisted. With a grin, Caelen did his absolute best to ram Vin into the bed.

When the end arrived, nearly an hour later, both of them collapsed onto the bed and passed out. They spent the next two days in bed fully enjoying their honeymoon. Until their stomachs positively insisted that they go find something to eat that was more filling than donuts and toast. This meant that they ended up over indulging at an upscale buffet.

"Uuuuugh," Caelen groaned. "I ate way too much!"

"That just gives us a reason to walk it off," Vin pointed out, grabbing his hand and giving him a kiss.

"Alright."

After walking around for about an hour, they finally felt more or less back to normal. There was definitely plenty to see in Vegas, but it was almost impossible to visit the city without gambling at least a little. So, they eventually found themselves in a casino.

"What do you want to play? Blackjack?" Caelen asked, cuddling up to his husband for a moment.

"No, I should really stick to things like Roulette," Vin replied with a shrug.

"Why?" Caelen wondered.

"I'm trying to keep a low profile, remember?"

Caelen gave him a look that clearly wondered how playing Blackjack went against a low profile, but he didn't say anything. "Slots?"

"Maybe."

They walked around watching others play the many slot machines for about 20 minutes. Suddenly, four men surrounded them. A fifth man stepped in front of them and gave them a polite nod.

"Sorry about this, Mr. Matzen, but could you come with us for a few minutes?"

Vin sighed in mild aggravation. "I'm here on vacation. I'm not going to cause any trouble."

The man in charge of the group, who wore a name tag that said he was a general manager named Mr. Smith, smiled a small but genuine smile. "I'm relieved to hear that, but I still need you to come with us for a minute."

Knowing that he didn't have a choice unless he wanted to fight his way out - and turn himself into a liar - he suppressed a sigh and nodded in agreement. They were quickly led to a meeting room in the employee only area. Caelen looked around cautiously, not quite sure if he should say anything.

"Alright, Mr. Matzen, do you have any weapons on you?" Mr. Smith asked.

"Just a pocket knife," Vin answered.

"Please step over there and put your hands on the wall," Mr. Smith instructed.

Vin complied, not surprised in the slightest when one of the minions ran his hands all over his body to search for anything. His pocket knife, his wallet, both his phones, his keys, and even a small container of floss were taken out of his pockets and set on the table. Then his shoes were removed and quickly searched.

"You don't have any on you, but did you bring drugs to sell in our territory?" Mr. Smith asked.

"No, I told you, I'm on vacation," Vin repeated, forcing himself to be patient.

"He doesn't have anything on him he could use to cheat, unless he has a program on one of these phones. That would explain why he has two of them."

"No," Vin denied. "One is my main phone that I use for everything, including business. My other phone is my private phone that I only use for my friends."

"I'm going to need you to unlock these for me," Mr. Smith said with a stern frown.

"Hey, wait a minute!" Caelen protested, since he knew that such a thing wasn't legal unless included in an official warrant.

"Hush," Vin warned before returning his attention to Mr. Smith. "He's a friend and not part of our world."

"He'll still need to be searched. He could be carrying any number of things for you in an attempt to avoid us finding them."

Knowing that he really wasn't, Caelen sighed and stood next to Vin, placing his hands on the wall. As a minion searched him, Vin unlocked his main phone and handed it to Mr. Smith. Once a quick search through his apps proved that there wasn't anything too fishy, it was exchanged for his other one.

Mr. Smith snorted in amusement. "Use only for friends, huh?" He looked at the sole security camera in the room. "There's literally nothing on this phone other than the OS and a single contact - which is listed as Booty Call."

"He's clean too," the minion announced, having only found a wallet, phone, a comb, and keys in Caelen's pockets.

"Alright then, we're pretty much done here," Mr. Smith stated.

Just then, the door opened and two men entered the room.

"Vinny!" One cried out happily.

"Hey Dave. Mom told me to stab you a couple of times while I was here. Then break your arm and make it abundantly clear that you will be visiting her soon - before she has to send some men out to abduct you."

"Ah shit!" Dave exclaimed in dismay, hastily pulling out his phone. "Donna? Cancel whatever it is I'm doing this weekend and book me a flight. I apparently have to go visit my sister."

As Dave was talking, the other man patted Vin on the arm. "Pleasure to see you again, Vince. What brings you to my little corner of the world?"

"I'm seriously on vacation, Bernie. I'm not here to do any sort of business or cause any trouble," Vin explained.

"Is that so? So I couldn't interest you in handling a small problem for me?" Bernie asked.

"Nope!" Vin firmly declined. "In fact, my dad told me to remind you that you owe him a favor and should help me OUT of trouble, should I need it."

"Ah. Pity. Oh well," Bernie gave in with a small sigh. "I guess I'll just have to handle it myself. Please feel free to enjoy anything our casino has to offer, and if you are looking for some mood enhancement, go to room 1171 and tell them I'm giving you anything you want. Also, if you find yourself in need of a woman or two, Mr. Smith can quickly arrange for a car to drive you out to one of our affiliate places."

Mr. Smith smiled reassuringly. "I can have a car drive you anywhere you like, but if you plan to stay in our casino, I'll need you to promise me that you won't be counting cards - or using any other method of cheating."

"I promise," Vin stated.

"And your friend?" Mr. Smith asked, looking at Caelen.

"I promise too," Caelen said, happy that it seemed like the situation was mostly resolved.

With a respectful nod, Mr. Smith and his four minions all stepped back and took up 'at ease' positions. As Vin and Caelen put their belongings back in their pockets, Dave finished up his phone call. He then gave Vin a hug.

"Sorry about this. I told them to just keep an eye on you via the cameras, but Bernie thought that if you were here for anything other than cheating, you'd have called ahead and let us know that you were going to be visiting us."

Vin chuckled. " I might have, if I remembered which casino was yours. We were actually just walking around and entered the first casino we happened upon once the urge to gamble hit."

"Ah. That's a bit of bad luck then," Dave murmured in amusement.

Vin shrugged. "I don't know. It seems like good luck to me. After all, this probably would have happened in any casino I entered, except this one had you guys to step in if things went south."

"True!" Dave agreed with a grin. "Go on and have fun now, and here's a couple of chips on me!"

After accepting ten 100 dollar chips and handing half to Caelen, they left the meeting room and returned to the casino. When they were far enough away to not be overheard, Caelen laughed softly. Vin gave him a curious frown.

"That seemed a lot more like an encounter with the police than I'd have thought," Caelen pointed out. "I'd have assumed there'd be more punches and insults. Instead, that was rather polite and orderly."

"That's because I was cooperating and not doing anything to upset or provoke them," Vin informed him with a grin. "It would have gone more like you imagined had I resisted in the slightest."

"Ah. Good to know."

Vin gave him a quick smooch. "Thanks for keeping your mouth shut and playing along. I don't even want to imagine how things could have gone had you resisted or told them anything unnecessary."

Caelen smirked. "I guess I just figured that if the situation was reversed, I'd tell you to shut up and do what you were told, so that's what I did."

"Good call."

***

Since they had stayed two extra nights and didn't arrive at the airport until almost 3:30, Vin felt he had no choice. He rolled his head around his shoulders with a long groan. "If I'd KNOWN this was going to happen, I'd have had us drive separate cars to the Airport to begin with!"

"Problem?" Caelen asked with an amused frown.

"Well, it's not a problem so much as it could lead to a problem," Vin replied. Then he sighed in defeat. "It's just that I don't have time to drive you home if I want to make it to dinner. If I miss it two Sundays in a row, there's a high chance you will never see me again."

"Oh... So... I get to meet your parents?"

"More like the entire inner group," Vin grumbled. "I really REALLY don't like this, but if you can promise me not to answer any personal questions, then I'll bring you with me and do my absolute best to keep them all off your back. Otherwise, I have to drop you off at a hotel to wait until I'm done."

Caelen slipped his hand in Vin's. "Even if it's only once, I'd like to meet your parents."

Vin looked towards the heavens as if begging God to help him as he groaned reluctantly. Then he let out a sigh of defeat so heavy that his head dropped down to his chest. "Alright fine," he agreed, giving his husband a kiss. "Just... please try really hard not to hear anything incriminating."

"I mean if I see a murder about to happen, I am legally obligated to step in and stop it, but otherwise, I'll be out of my jurisdiction," Caelen pointed out. "I basically can't do anything other than give a warning and call in the locals." He gave him a kiss. "But I won't unless I absolutely have to."

Vin was so happy to hear this that he gave him a hug. "Man, I wonder if we have enough time to stop at a hotel after all."

Caelen snickered and slipped a hand down Vin's back, into his pants and underwear, and gave his firm ass cheek a good caress before squeezing.

Vin checked the time on his phone and groaned again. "Even though we'll be early if we go straight to my place, we definitely don't have time to stop at a hotel. Sigh..."