[There's no thought-out plan when Max is with Jamie; everything is empirical mixed with intense driving emotion-- It's all about what he can touch, taste, feel while exploring and diving into the entire universe that is Jamie. Max's body belongs to Jamie now, along with every single one of his emotions as overwhelming and fierce as they might be.
A rumble moves through Max's entire being when Jamie's mouth clamps down on his thigh. Max knows what he's doing and is desperate for it. His need is almost violent in want. Just as he wanted to devour Jamie, Max wants to be taken and devoured in the same manner. He feels that absolute desperation to know that he is wanted in the same way. It's horrible in its beauty. The deeper Jamie pulls against the skin, the louder Max becomes, moaning against the press of air above him.
Fingers dive into the short strands of Jamie's hair, and cling to his scalp. He lifts his head and then drops it back to the pillow when Jamie lifts his head with a profound sigh once the mark is created. Max knows that he'll work to keep it there for as long as he can, pressing into it for the next several days to come. ]
Jesus. I love it when you taste me. You're so damn amazing. Damn it, baby. I love you so much. [There's a pause leveled by a loud 'oh god' when Jamie's mouth laves one more stripe up along Max's cock. He thrusts his hips forward and groans loudly, obviously aching for more-- even if he was the one who was going to attack Jamie's body initally. He can't stop himself from wanting this, needing this. The feel of Jamie's mouth hot and warm against his heavily aching erection.]
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A rumble moves through Max's entire being when Jamie's mouth clamps down on his thigh. Max knows what he's doing and is desperate for it. His need is almost violent in want. Just as he wanted to devour Jamie, Max wants to be taken and devoured in the same manner. He feels that absolute desperation to know that he is wanted in the same way. It's horrible in its beauty. The deeper Jamie pulls against the skin, the louder Max becomes, moaning against the press of air above him.
Fingers dive into the short strands of Jamie's hair, and cling to his scalp. He lifts his head and then drops it back to the pillow when Jamie lifts his head with a profound sigh once the mark is created. Max knows that he'll work to keep it there for as long as he can, pressing into it for the next several days to come. ]
Jesus. I love it when you taste me. You're so damn amazing. Damn it, baby. I love you so much. [There's a pause leveled by a loud 'oh god' when Jamie's mouth laves one more stripe up along Max's cock. He thrusts his hips forward and groans loudly, obviously aching for more-- even if he was the one who was going to attack Jamie's body initally. He can't stop himself from wanting this, needing this. The feel of Jamie's mouth hot and warm against his heavily aching erection.]