[The connection is overwhelming. It knocks the air out of his lungs. He’s never felt anything like this before. They’ve had a psychic connection all their lives a thin tether binding them all though it was always stronger with Max and Izzy. Michael was always good at shutting people out but not now. This, this was something entirely different. Michael has never experienced something so intimate before in his life. It’s like Max is inside of him, in his heart, in his veins, everywhere. It only amplifies the pleasure he is feeling. He hopes it feels the same for Max, that he can feel what Michael is feeling, how much he wants this, needsit like the fucking air he breathes. Every slide of their tongues, every press of Max’s fingers inside of him was amplified and echoed by the connection Max made between them.]
Max, oh fuck, Max- [Max’s name falls from his lips like a mantra of breathless moans every time Max’s fingers hit just right, causing him to arch off the couch only to press himself back onto Max’s expert fingers, rocking back to chase that feeling. He knows how he must look, desperate and shaking, falling apart on Max’s fingers alone, but he doesn’t care. He wants more, he wants it all and he wants Max to feel how bad he wants him.]
God Max, c’mere [His fingers scrabble for Max, grabbing a hold of his hair and tugging hard, dragging him into another heated kiss. It’s messy and rough, Michael bites at Max’s lip, pulling it between his teeth until he can taste blood and then he’s licking into his mouth, the taste of their tongues mingled with the sharp copper taste of blood and he moans. Michael reaches down blindly, fingers wrapping around Max’s cock again, desperate to touch him. He’s so fucking hard and Michael rubs his thumb over the leaking tip. It’s exhilarating to feel that he wasn’t the only one affected.]
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Date: 2023-03-26 12:04 pm (UTC)Max, oh fuck, Max- [Max’s name falls from his lips like a mantra of breathless moans every time Max’s fingers hit just right, causing him to arch off the couch only to press himself back onto Max’s expert fingers, rocking back to chase that feeling. He knows how he must look, desperate and shaking, falling apart on Max’s fingers alone, but he doesn’t care. He wants more, he wants it all and he wants Max to feel how bad he wants him.]
God Max, c’mere [His fingers scrabble for Max, grabbing a hold of his hair and tugging hard, dragging him into another heated kiss. It’s messy and rough, Michael bites at Max’s lip, pulling it between his teeth until he can taste blood and then he’s licking into his mouth, the taste of their tongues mingled with the sharp copper taste of blood and he moans. Michael reaches down blindly, fingers wrapping around Max’s cock again, desperate to touch him. He’s so fucking hard and Michael rubs his thumb over the leaking tip. It’s exhilarating to feel that he wasn’t the only one affected.]