[If Michael had known earlier what Max was capable of doing with his mouth other than annoying him, things may have gone differently. He can’t help but rock his hips, arching off the sofa to thrust, chasing the wet heat of that perfect fucking mouth. He can feel his stomach clenching as Max brings him close to the edge and then he’s pulling away and the sharp pinch brings him back down, ripping him from the precipice.
Clearly Max had been paying attention tonight. When this innocent game had started Michael had no idea he was sharing ammunition that would be very much used on him later. The thought was terrifying and exhilarating at the same time. Max knew things now that no one else did, things Michael never told anyone before.
Michael groans as Max claims his mouth with a passionate kiss. The kiss sets his nerve endings ablaze, desire coursing through him like wildfire and Michael feels hot all over, like he’s burning up from the inside. If Max is electricity and blue flame, a lightening storm crackling across the desert sky, Michael is fire, raging and uncontrollable, burning everything in its path. The two of them together is something else entirely.
Michael reaches up, burying his fingers in Max’s hair. He tugs sharply at the strands, desperately holding on as he licks into Max’s mouth. He can taste himself on Max’s tongue and a low guttural sound falls from his lips, almost a growl as he drops a hand to Max’s belt, fumbling to get his pants open.]
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Date: 2023-03-24 05:13 pm (UTC)Clearly Max had been paying attention tonight. When this innocent game had started Michael had no idea he was sharing ammunition that would be very much used on him later. The thought was terrifying and exhilarating at the same time. Max knew things now that no one else did, things Michael never told anyone before.
Michael groans as Max claims his mouth with a passionate kiss. The kiss sets his nerve endings ablaze, desire coursing through him like wildfire and Michael feels hot all over, like he’s burning up from the inside. If Max is electricity and blue flame, a lightening storm crackling across the desert sky, Michael is fire, raging and uncontrollable, burning everything in its path. The two of them together is something else entirely.
Michael reaches up, burying his fingers in Max’s hair. He tugs sharply at the strands, desperately holding on as he licks into Max’s mouth. He can taste himself on Max’s tongue and a low guttural sound falls from his lips, almost a growl as he drops a hand to Max’s belt, fumbling to get his pants open.]