[The thing he hadn't prepared Michael for was the fact that this thing was cyclical. It would take your orgasm, intensify it, pass it on to the other person until they came, and then you'd feel them come, and it would drag that out in a cycle that had them cumming harder than ever before because they not only felt you, but their own orgasm. Then if it was brilliant, it could sometimes even make Max come again. It had done so before when he wasn't paying attention. This time it gave him a break. He breathed out and came down from Michael's orgasm, covered in his come.
He ran his hands through it, and smiled, bringing it up to his mouth to lick at it like a happy little cat. ] Fuck man, you're so good. You taste good, you orgasm good. You... I love you Michael, and not like before. That's what my handprint means when I love you. I've only done that with Liz, the once when we were together right after falling in love. It was nothing like this, though, nothing like you. You know that this is it. You are it for me..
We were meant to be. [Max can't move, can't let himself release Michael from the hold of his body just yet. He needs to stay here, to be as one as they continue to kiss, and as little aftershocks wave across them. Max glances around and things are broken and knocked over. It looks a lot like a windstorm and lightning storm hit the place.] We also need to get sturdier furniture for this place, and um, sorry about all the broken power. I'll fix it.
[He nips and licks over michael's very kiss swollen lips]
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Date: 2023-03-27 02:53 am (UTC)He ran his hands through it, and smiled, bringing it up to his mouth to lick at it like a happy little cat. ] Fuck man, you're so good. You taste good, you orgasm good. You... I love you Michael, and not like before. That's what my handprint means when I love you. I've only done that with Liz, the once when we were together right after falling in love. It was nothing like this, though, nothing like you. You know that this is it. You are it for me..
We were meant to be. [Max can't move, can't let himself release Michael from the hold of his body just yet. He needs to stay here, to be as one as they continue to kiss, and as little aftershocks wave across them. Max glances around and things are broken and knocked over. It looks a lot like a windstorm and lightning storm hit the place.] We also need to get sturdier furniture for this place, and um, sorry about all the broken power. I'll fix it.
[He nips and licks over michael's very kiss swollen lips]