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Previously on ER
Dave and Luka have been living together for almost a year now (and screwing
each other senseless at almost every opportunity). After an AIDS scare at
work, Luka realized how much Dave meant to him and proposed to him.
Although not legally able to 'marry' they are organizing a ceremony at which
they will declare their commitment to each other. Dave asked Carter, and
Luka asked Kerry to be their 'best men' for the occasion.


Arms laden with groceries, Dave pushed open the door to the apartment.

"Hi honey, I'm home," he called with a grin.

Luka was seated at the dining table with a neat stack of 'wedding'
invitations to the right of him. An equally neat pile of unwritten
invitations was stacked to the left.

"You not finished with those yet?" asked Dave in surprise as he dumped the
food in the kitchen. "I thought you'd have them all finished by now."

"Which is why *you* volunteered to do the grocery shopping...so you wouldn't
have to write any more of them," replied Luka absently.

"Well, your writings a hell of a lot more legible than mine," grinned Dave,
as he walked over to Luka and leaned over his shoulder.

"That would not be difficult," said Luka, "I do not believe I have ever seen
such an untidy hand."

Dave shrugged, "It's traditional...you know, doctors with messy writing, so
the patient can't read what they're prescribing."

Luka ignored his comment and said, "I was trying to decide have we included
everyone that we wish to invite...I do not wish to offend anyone by leaving
them out by accident. I remember how upset Kerry was when Mark and
Elizabeth neglected to inviter her to *their* wedding."

Dave snorted in disgust, "They didn't 'neglect' to invite her...they left
her off the list deliberately cause they were pissed that she sicced the
competency testing dudes on his royal baldness."

"In any event, I do not wish there to be ill-will between any of my
colleagues...so..." As he spoke, Luka reached for a blank invitation and in
a neat hand penned in 'Mr. and Mrs. Mark Greene'.

Dave watched in horror. "Luka, you can't be serious...not those
two...they'll suck the life out of the day. Shit, I'd rather have
Romano...at least he'd liven things up a bit."

"I am most certainly serious," said Luka, pulling Dave onto his lap and
putting his arm around him. "Mark is a colleague of ours...it would be
inappropriate to not invite him."

"Yeah," said Dave, moodily. "But he's a jerk...hell, he suspended me for a
week just cause I dared to have an opinion about a case."

Luka gently rubbed Dave's back as he replied, "But as I recall, Kerry
reduced the suspension to a mere two days. In any case I would probably
have sent you home as well, had I been the attending in that case."

Dave pulled away slightly and said in surprise, "You think I shouldn't have
head-butted that jerk?"

"I did not say that," said Luka, pulling Dave closer. "However, I believe
that under the circumstances you were not in a proper state of mind to
continue to work. But that is neither here nor there. I believe that we
should invite Mark and Elizabeth...but if you do not wish to, I will tear up
the invitation and speak no more of it."

Dave sighed and leaned in against Luka's chest. "Nah...we might as well ask
them...maybe we'll get lucky and they won't be able to get a sitter or

"Oh, I do not think we shall have to rely on that to keep them away," said
Luka with an evil grin. "There are certain 'advantages' in having the
person in charge of the rosters as your 'best man'."

Dave's jaw dropped as he looked at Luka, "You devious little..."

Luka shrugged, "As I said, it would be inappropriate to not invite
them...but I have no particular desire to have them there. Kerry will make
sure that Mark is the Attending on duty that day, so everyone will be
Leaning forward, he kissed Dave on the lips.

"Everyone will be *very* happy," agreed Dave as he returned the kiss.

Luka started fumbling with Dave's belt buckle. One handed, he managed to
open it and pull down Dave's zipper. Slipping his hand inside, he started
caressing Dave's cock.

"Oh God," moaned Dave, as Luka's magic fingers set to work. All too soon
the fingers disappeared and Dave groaned as he felt them pull at the
waistband of his jeans.

Damn, thought Luka, realizing that he was going to have to let go of Dave to
pull his trousers down far enough. Pulling his tongue out of Dave's mouth,
he gently pushed him away. Dave resisted at first, but soon guessed what
Luka wanted. Standing up, he pushed his jeans down to his ankles. But to
his surprise, instead of Luka sinking to his knees in front of him, he
lifted him up onto the table, scattering the invitations widely.

Sitting back down in his chair, Luka pushed Dave's knees a little wider,
giving him easy access to Dave's cock. He started working with his hands
but soon added his mouth.

Dave groaned as felt the delicate flicks of Luka's tongue around his most
sensitive areas. He grabbed at the edge of the table to stop himself

Luka pulled Dave closer to him and took as much of his length as possible
into his mouth. With the ease of experience, he knew exactly where and how
to use his tongue to best advantage. Dave was unable to do anything except
moan inarticulately as he felt his climax approaching...and then it was
there...that brain melting, spine tingling feeling of release that was
better with this man in front of him than with any of his many previous

"I love you Luka," he gasped as his breathing slowly returned to normal.

"And I love you too," replied Luka, putting his arms around him.

When Dave had finally gotten his breath back, Luka lifted him off the table.

"Uh-oh," said Dave, as he noticed the invitation cards that were scattered
around the table. "Looks like we smudged the ink on some of this."

"What's this 'we' business," snickered Luka. "Look at your ass."

Dave craned his neck and groaned as he saw smudged ink all over his cheeks.
"I told you not to use that ink pen," he said, with mock disapproval. "Do
you know how much scrubbing it'll take to get those stains off?"

"Hmm, may I help?"

"Only if you ask me nicely," grinned Dave.

"May I?" whispered Luka in his ear as he pulled Dave into his arms and
kissed him.

"Yes you may."


The next day in the ER...

"Mark," called Luka as he hurried to catch up with him. "I'm glad I caught
you...I just wanted to give you this." He handed him the wedding

"Why...thank you Luka," said Mark awkwardly.

"I apologize for the slight blurring of the lettering," said Luka with as
straight a face as he could muster. "My 'blotter' moved when he should not

"It's okay," said Mark, with a slightly bemused expression on his face.

"Good, good," said Luka. "I will see you later." Walking away, he barely
managed to make it as far as the toilets before suffering a fit of helpless


Author's notes -
As the title suggests, this is just a brief intermission in the fun-filled
saga of Dave and Luka...but I will be writing more...I just don't know when.
Oh, and I couldn't think of a way to say this in the fic, but Luka *is* well
aware that Mark will not appreciate being called 'Mr.' Greene, and that
Elizabeth will like even less being referred to as 'Mrs. Mark Greene'.
That's why he addressed the invite like that
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