[Jamie is already breathless just from that sweeping touch against his skin. It's insane how quickly it feels like everything builds with Max's arousal feeding into his own; he's squirming in moments, hard and aching from the first touch of Max's mouth to his skin, heart thundering and stomach flipping pleasantly under the attention. He buries his fingers in Max's hair, tightening when he bites down.
The mark sends a little spike of heat through him, always does. It would be embarrassing knowing how laid bare Jamie's wants are, that Max is seeing how desperately he loves that feeling of being claimed and owned that those marks give him -- except feeling Max's possessiveness for himself tells Jamie that he has nothing to feel ashamed about.]
Please-- [It comes out as a helpless little moan, and he swallows, one hand dropping to Max's shoulder just to sweep over whatever of his skin Jamie can reach, running down over his arm.] I love you, please. Whatever you want.
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Date: 2024-12-14 11:17 pm (UTC)The mark sends a little spike of heat through him, always does. It would be embarrassing knowing how laid bare Jamie's wants are, that Max is seeing how desperately he loves that feeling of being claimed and owned that those marks give him -- except feeling Max's possessiveness for himself tells Jamie that he has nothing to feel ashamed about.]
Please-- [It comes out as a helpless little moan, and he swallows, one hand dropping to Max's shoulder just to sweep over whatever of his skin Jamie can reach, running down over his arm.] I love you, please. Whatever you want.