[Relief floods through him as he listens to Max. He wasn’t sure what to expect after everything they had done, all the lines they had crossed tonight. a tiny, dark part of himself, the part that still crept up from time to time, thought that Max would realize what had happened and would hate Michael. And now that Michael knew what it was like to have him, he wasn’t sure he could survive without him.]

Max, I’ve never felt anything like this before. This connection…it’s incredible. It’s like I’ve been searching for this my entire life and you were right here. [He’s still breathless, coming down from the intensity of what they just shared and his chest tightens with emotion. He feels raw, exposed after the high of so many emotions and feelings he never thought he would ever feel, let alone with this man on top of him.

Max is still holding on tight so he lets himself enjoy the moment His hands roam over Max’s sweat slicked back, fingertips tracing reverently over the raised welts his nails left and he licks into Max’s mouth. He can get lost in this so easily, in the heat of the other alien’s body pressed against his, in the exquisite slide of their tongues and the way kissing Max sets his nerve endings ablaze as he licks the taste of himself off Max’s tongue.

He exhales shakily when they finally come up for air and he tears his eyes away from Max to see what he was talking about. The room, what he could see anyway, looks like a desert windstorm had blown through. Michael can’t help but laugh. They’ve made their fair share of messes with all the fighting over the years, why would fucking be any different?]

Oh, you’re definitely fixing the power. [He nips playfully at the cut on Max’s lip that he had made earlier, caught up in the heat and passion of the moment.]

I thought you were done with blowing fuses when you’re horny?