[Maybe one day Max will share all of his story, the alien part and everything. Even if aliens are a thing where Jason's from-- here, being an alien gets one killed and Max is so used to keeping his secret that he doesn't know how to freely share that kind of thing.
Slowing down isn't in his wheelhouse either. If he'd been someone else, or maybe even at a different point in his life he might have thought about it. This all hit so quickly, and the attraction is too intense to deny.
At least Jason didn't flip out about the bite, or the bruise it would leave in the morning, the definite impression of human teeth that would be sore over the next few days as it healed.
Holding Jason's thinly clothed erection in his palm Max opens his mouth--] Are you--
[but then jason tells Max to keep going, and the alien knows that Jason means it. He's certain that there's no stopping this, because once it goes past this point, Max won't stop unless he gets a direct no, red, and stop.]
If you really need me to stop, don't just say stop, use the color red, okay? I get in my head and I might not hear you unless you say that now and then.
[there's another warning on his lips, but it dies. If something happens alien-wise, Max will cross that bridge when they get there. Instead, he licks softly over the bite on the younger male's shoulder treating it with little gentle caresses of his tongue.
Then without another thought, Max flips open the button on his own jeans and downs the zipper revealing that there's nothing beneath them but milky white flesh. It wasn't like he was looking to get laid, but that's how he happened to go out tonight.
His dick springs free and rests hard and straight against his stomach, the tip shines with the anxiety of everything to come. Watching those beautiful eyes below him, he slides his hand down jason's chest and lifts his hand to suck on each of his fingers, licking over the digits before releasing them. From there, he takes that same hand and wraps it around his throbbing cock with a moan. Max keeps his eyes locked on those across from him still, making sure there's no release. Slowly he moves both their hands in an agonizing glide up and down.] Oh fuck, Jason. You are so precious. My god.
[He moans, and after a few more strokes his hips surge forward into their combined hands, where he stops and moves them to Jason's pants.] Now you.
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Slowing down isn't in his wheelhouse either. If he'd been someone else, or maybe even at a different point in his life he might have thought about it. This all hit so quickly, and the attraction is too intense to deny.
At least Jason didn't flip out about the bite, or the bruise it would leave in the morning, the definite impression of human teeth that would be sore over the next few days as it healed.
Holding Jason's thinly clothed erection in his palm Max opens his mouth--] Are you--
[but then jason tells Max to keep going, and the alien knows that Jason means it. He's certain that there's no stopping this, because once it goes past this point, Max won't stop unless he gets a direct no, red, and stop.]
If you really need me to stop, don't just say stop, use the color red, okay? I get in my head and I might not hear you unless you say that now and then.
[there's another warning on his lips, but it dies. If something happens alien-wise, Max will cross that bridge when they get there. Instead, he licks softly over the bite on the younger male's shoulder treating it with little gentle caresses of his tongue.
Then without another thought, Max flips open the button on his own jeans and downs the zipper revealing that there's nothing beneath them but milky white flesh. It wasn't like he was looking to get laid, but that's how he happened to go out tonight.
His dick springs free and rests hard and straight against his stomach, the tip shines with the anxiety of everything to come. Watching those beautiful eyes below him, he slides his hand down jason's chest and lifts his hand to suck on each of his fingers, licking over the digits before releasing them. From there, he takes that same hand and wraps it around his throbbing cock with a moan. Max keeps his eyes locked on those across from him still, making sure there's no release. Slowly he moves both their hands in an agonizing glide up and down.] Oh fuck, Jason. You are so precious. My god.
[He moans, and after a few more strokes his hips surge forward into their combined hands, where he stops and moves them to Jason's pants.] Now you.