[He's halfway surprised it's not enough to tip him over already, those perfect marks against his neck and Max's hand around him and the thrilling new echo of Max's desire feeding his own. It has him squirming already before Max's finger works inside him, and his cry is a mirror, the secondary echo of the other's pleasure hitting in a way that makes his stomach drop.]
Love you, love you. [Mumbled, flushed and panting against Max's shoulder as Jamie hides his face there for a moment. He says it like it's a mantra, a way to gather himself together, before pressing a kiss and then a bite into the flesh in front of him.
He only ever seems to make requests when it comes to sex (or anything, really) when he's too overwhelmed to keep the words in, and he babbles softly, pressing kisses into Max's neck:] Next time, another time, I could -- if you wanted me to, you could let me fuck you? [It's clearly a request born out of Max's reaction to even just the echo of it, but the desire the idea sends through Jamie is clear, too. He wants Max in every way he can have him.]
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Date: 2024-12-24 11:18 pm (UTC)Love you, love you. [Mumbled, flushed and panting against Max's shoulder as Jamie hides his face there for a moment. He says it like it's a mantra, a way to gather himself together, before pressing a kiss and then a bite into the flesh in front of him.
He only ever seems to make requests when it comes to sex (or anything, really) when he's too overwhelmed to keep the words in, and he babbles softly, pressing kisses into Max's neck:] Next time, another time, I could -- if you wanted me to, you could let me fuck you? [It's clearly a request born out of Max's reaction to even just the echo of it, but the desire the idea sends through Jamie is clear, too. He wants Max in every way he can have him.]