[It's true, they've never been good at hiding how they feel, even from one another, no matter how good they shielded shit. Now it's going to be written in their every touch, no matter how casual. Max doesn't want to keep it casual though, he wants to be able to run his hands along Michael, to wrap his arms around the other, to sit at the bar and kiss over a couple beers. Fuck did they screw the pooch, and complicate their lives.
Oh the fuck well.
He will love every axis that has shifted, and take life as it evolves, because loves like this don't just shimmy down any chimney. This wasn't gifted by Santa or any of his visiting elves, angels or gods inbetween. This is the realest shit he's ever felt, and their bond only makes it more alive.
Max laughs softly when Michael catches a ticklish spot on his hip, and one on his spine, there are even a few on his ass if Michael finds those as well. A soft touch on the right spot and his body arches and he laughs, it's amusing to hear Max giggle a lot like a woman. Sensitive to a lot of things, he works with the only recourse he has, and that's the fact that he is still inside of Michael.
He pushes his cock in deeper, and even if it's only half-hard, he moves back and shoves again, and once more. Don't fuck with tickling. Max bites at Michael's neck. ]
We don't have to leave anytime soon, do we? Course we could use a bed .. but that would mean I might have to stop... [and he rocks into Michael again, wondering if it's working with a grin on his face...]
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Date: 2023-03-28 06:22 pm (UTC)Oh the fuck well.
He will love every axis that has shifted, and take life as it evolves, because loves like this don't just shimmy down any chimney. This wasn't gifted by Santa or any of his visiting elves, angels or gods inbetween. This is the realest shit he's ever felt, and their bond only makes it more alive.
Max laughs softly when Michael catches a ticklish spot on his hip, and one on his spine, there are even a few on his ass if Michael finds those as well. A soft touch on the right spot and his body arches and he laughs, it's amusing to hear Max giggle a lot like a woman. Sensitive to a lot of things, he works with the only recourse he has, and that's the fact that he is still inside of Michael.
He pushes his cock in deeper, and even if it's only half-hard, he moves back and shoves again, and once more. Don't fuck with tickling. Max bites at Michael's neck. ]
We don't have to leave anytime soon, do we? Course we could use a bed .. but that would mean I might have to stop... [and he rocks into Michael again, wondering if it's working with a grin on his face...]