[Michael gave as good as he got and didn’t hold back. He poured out all the longing, and hurt, and fear, and most of all love. He gave it again and again until he couldn’t tell where he ended and Max began. Kissing Max always felt like a fire lit under his skin, burning him up from the inside until he can barely breathe. He doesn’t even realize they’re both shivering until they come up for air and he knows it’s not just from the cold bathroom air on their wet skin.
Pulling away is no easy feat which he’s starting to realize might be a problem for him. Max was like a magnetic force pulling him in but the promise of Max in his warm bed won out. Stepping out, he grabs a towel and tosses one to Max, making quick work of drying off as much as possible.]
Let’s go to bed. [He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t a little nervous when he closes the bedroom door behind them. Sex was one thing but this seems more intimate somehow. It took a whole friggin decade before Alex was willing to stay over. Michael was used to waking up alone. He had stopped expecting anything else. So many things with Max were different, new even.
Without a word he pulls the covers down and climbs into bed, pulling Max down with him.] You’re staying, right?
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Pulling away is no easy feat which he’s starting to realize might be a problem for him. Max was like a magnetic force pulling him in but the promise of Max in his warm bed won out. Stepping out, he grabs a towel and tosses one to Max, making quick work of drying off as much as possible.]
Let’s go to bed. [He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t a little nervous when he closes the bedroom door behind them. Sex was one thing but this seems more intimate somehow. It took a whole friggin decade before Alex was willing to stay over. Michael was used to waking up alone. He had stopped expecting anything else. So many things with Max were different, new even.
Without a word he pulls the covers down and climbs into bed, pulling Max down with him.] You’re staying, right?