[No matter how much Max works to explain, check, and double-check-- he wants this. He desires this bond with Jamie more than he has words for, which is why. He won't have to always speak his words. The bond does that for them. The emotions, the deep need that Max has -- the very depth of Max's soul will be felt, and he won't have to explain all of his desires, the dark ones, the ones he's scared to ever speak of. He won't have to tell Jamie how he feels about them being two halves of a whole and about how, at times, he already wishes they could bind their bodies together somehow so that they'll never have to part. It's love to a frightening degree, but he's willing to share it.
Taking a deep breath, Max nods and quietly places his hand on Jamie's chest over his heart. Closing his eyes, his hand glows red briefly, and then suddenly Jamie will feel the flood of Max's emotions, a tidal wave of everything he's feeling. The dangerous, overwhelming desire, want, need, possessive, and slightly obsessive nature of his love. He will know exactly how deeply Max feels. It's a never-ending well of emotion, a powerful, soul-wrenching, almost painful love that Max has no idea how to keep a lid on. It's beautiful and terrible all at once. It's powerful, and his hand will leave behind a irradescent mark that will tie them together.
After the initial wash, the intensity will mute into something more natural if Jamie allows it to if he accepts what Max feels. When Max's eyes flutter open, there's a slight fear in them, knowing that Jamie can feel all he does. Something about being who he is has made his true love like this. Although this is the first time he's fallen this deeply, he thinks. That, too, can be felt -- everything that Max feels, Jamie will know now. Pain and joy, fear, trepidation, happiness, love, all of it is for Jamie to know. Max holds no more secrets between them. ]
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Date: 2024-12-14 06:15 pm (UTC)Taking a deep breath, Max nods and quietly places his hand on Jamie's chest over his heart. Closing his eyes, his hand glows red briefly, and then suddenly Jamie will feel the flood of Max's emotions, a tidal wave of everything he's feeling. The dangerous, overwhelming desire, want, need, possessive, and slightly obsessive nature of his love. He will know exactly how deeply Max feels. It's a never-ending well of emotion, a powerful, soul-wrenching, almost painful love that Max has no idea how to keep a lid on. It's beautiful and terrible all at once. It's powerful, and his hand will leave behind a irradescent mark that will tie them together.
After the initial wash, the intensity will mute into something more natural if Jamie allows it to if he accepts what Max feels. When Max's eyes flutter open, there's a slight fear in them, knowing that Jamie can feel all he does. Something about being who he is has made his true love like this. Although this is the first time he's fallen this deeply, he thinks. That, too, can be felt -- everything that Max feels, Jamie will know now. Pain and joy, fear, trepidation, happiness, love, all of it is for Jamie to know. Max holds no more secrets between them. ]
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