I don't know. I think I like you dirty. [As much as he would happily lay there forever or at least until their backs started hurting from the cheap couch, Max was right; they were in desperate need of a bath and Michael could think of much worse things than taking a hot bath with the man in front of him right now.]
Remind me to do surveys with you more often then. [He grabs Max's hand and leads him down the hall to the bathroom. It's nothing special, small but clean and at least he actually has a full shower now. This place was barely a step up from his airstream but it was what he could afford at such short notice after Alex left. He drops Max's hand to turn the water on and let it heat up. It was finicky and sometimes took a minute to get hot. Once he was sure it was a good temperature he stepped in and held his hand out for Max to join him, pulling him under the warm spray.]
Next time we can take a bath but if I get in the tub with you now you're going to be carrying me out. [The hot water felt amazing, soothing his sore muscles and he can't help but groan contentedly. Even the sting of the water on some of the harsher marks left by Max's mouth felt good, a reminder of what they had shared. He grabs the soap and a washcloth and takes a step toward Max, closing the small distance between them. Max is breathtaking standing there under the water, watching him. Michael brings the washcloth to his skin and starts gently scrubbing over his shoulders, his chest, his stomach, taking his time as if discovering Max's body for the first time.] God, you're beautiful.
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Date: 2023-04-03 01:16 am (UTC)Remind me to do surveys with you more often then. [He grabs Max's hand and leads him down the hall to the bathroom. It's nothing special, small but clean and at least he actually has a full shower now. This place was barely a step up from his airstream but it was what he could afford at such short notice after Alex left. He drops Max's hand to turn the water on and let it heat up. It was finicky and sometimes took a minute to get hot. Once he was sure it was a good temperature he stepped in and held his hand out for Max to join him, pulling him under the warm spray.]
Next time we can take a bath but if I get in the tub with you now you're going to be carrying me out. [The hot water felt amazing, soothing his sore muscles and he can't help but groan contentedly. Even the sting of the water on some of the harsher marks left by Max's mouth felt good, a reminder of what they had shared. He grabs the soap and a washcloth and takes a step toward Max, closing the small distance between them. Max is breathtaking standing there under the water, watching him. Michael brings the washcloth to his skin and starts gently scrubbing over his shoulders, his chest, his stomach, taking his time as if discovering Max's body for the first time.] God, you're beautiful.