[The bond isn't completely one way. There's enough between them that when they're this close, Max can also feel echoes of Jamie's emotions. It only grows when Jamie finds him and tugs him in to kiss. The kiss opens the floodgates between them, offering Max insight into Jamie's emotions. The more intimate they grow, the more Max will feel. It's like following an echo to the source, where the voice becomes clear as day, and Max knows every corner of Jamie as well as himself. It's a slower revelation, but it's what Max wants as deeply as he wants to share himself with Jamie.
His hands run along Jamie's chest and upward into his hair, tugging at it lightly as they kiss. He can feel the chords of their passion beating out a unique and gorgeous tune that only they could make together. It all begins to make sense to him: the need, the passion. They share it, and while Max still doesn't know if what he feels is comfortable. He can't stop himself. His need is complete, and it's all-consuming. Knowing that Jamie can feel everything makes it easier -- Max doesn't have to speak. He knows his movements are understood, and the flames of his desire are known.
Even the fact that he's beginning to feel what Jamie does is echoed in his emotions. It's like a never-ending cycle that curls through them both, only adding to the intensity they feel together. ]
I love you too, I love you, want you, need you. You are my home, my everything. Thank you!
[Biting at Jamie's lower lip, Max lingers over the taste of copper that he uncovers. It's a taste of Jamie's soul, of something forbidden that he shouldn't enjoy, and he knows it. If Jamie wants to complain, he'd understand. He'd feel it and know that it wouldn't be acceptable. He'd know that Jamie wouldn't want the same in return. Max has needs that want to take and give all at once, he could swallow down Jamie whole somehow. Take his being, and drink it, bathe in it, live in it. It's about being together and being one like this that drives Max to the extreme of his emotions. He loves to the very corners of his mind, soul and body. ]
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Date: 2024-12-14 08:33 pm (UTC)His hands run along Jamie's chest and upward into his hair, tugging at it lightly as they kiss. He can feel the chords of their passion beating out a unique and gorgeous tune that only they could make together. It all begins to make sense to him: the need, the passion. They share it, and while Max still doesn't know if what he feels is comfortable. He can't stop himself. His need is complete, and it's all-consuming. Knowing that Jamie can feel everything makes it easier -- Max doesn't have to speak. He knows his movements are understood, and the flames of his desire are known.
Even the fact that he's beginning to feel what Jamie does is echoed in his emotions. It's like a never-ending cycle that curls through them both, only adding to the intensity they feel together. ]
I love you too, I love you, want you, need you. You are my home, my everything. Thank you!
[Biting at Jamie's lower lip, Max lingers over the taste of copper that he uncovers. It's a taste of Jamie's soul, of something forbidden that he shouldn't enjoy, and he knows it. If Jamie wants to complain, he'd understand. He'd feel it and know that it wouldn't be acceptable. He'd know that Jamie wouldn't want the same in return. Max has needs that want to take and give all at once, he could swallow down Jamie whole somehow. Take his being, and drink it, bathe in it, live in it. It's about being together and being one like this that drives Max to the extreme of his emotions. He loves to the very corners of his mind, soul and body. ]