[ Jason knows how that goes. it's hard to change how to protect yourself when that's all you've ever known. there doesn't need to be any of that now, though. they're all in right now, in so many other ways, and Jason has already let some walls down tonight. enough to let this connection of theirs thrive.
he loves the bite... more than he ever thought he might. it feels good, intense and maybe now he understands a bit of that possessiveness. it feels good to know that he can look in the mirror tomorrow and remember how much someone wants him to be theirs. hopefully for more than just one night.
he can't help but rock against Max's hand when it presses against his hardon, feeling dizzy with how good it all feels. ]
If I want you to stop I'll say red. Okay.
[but he knows he won't want that. not with the way, Max opens his pants to let his cock out and takes Jason's hand. he bites his lip as he watches Max suck on his fingers, his free hand dragging along the waistband of Max's pants to push them down just a little more. he can't help but let out his own low moan as his fingers wrap around Max's cock, and he helps him stroke. Max feels so good in his hand- heavy and hot and nearly throbbing with desire as he strokes up and down, squeezing just a bit. Max looks amazing looking down at him, rocking his hips into their combined hands. it's a beautiful full and he's fully ready to keep on going with this, till Max leads his hand back to his own pants.]
Fuck... okay.
[he shifts a bit to push his pants down a little more, then his underwear, pulling his hard cock out. the tips is already wet with precum, aching to be touched. he moves his hand back to Max's cock though, tugging it down to press against his with a groan.]
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Date: 2023-03-10 12:38 am (UTC)he loves the bite... more than he ever thought he might. it feels good, intense and maybe now he understands a bit of that possessiveness. it feels good to know that he can look in the mirror tomorrow and remember how much someone wants him to be theirs. hopefully for more than just one night.
he can't help but rock against Max's hand when it presses against his hardon, feeling dizzy with how good it all feels. ]
If I want you to stop I'll say red. Okay.
[but he knows he won't want that. not with the way, Max opens his pants to let his cock out and takes Jason's hand. he bites his lip as he watches Max suck on his fingers, his free hand dragging along the waistband of Max's pants to push them down just a little more. he can't help but let out his own low moan as his fingers wrap around Max's cock, and he helps him stroke. Max feels so good in his hand- heavy and hot and nearly throbbing with desire as he strokes up and down, squeezing just a bit. Max looks amazing looking down at him, rocking his hips into their combined hands. it's a beautiful full and he's fully ready to keep on going with this, till Max leads his hand back to his own pants.]
Fuck... okay.
[he shifts a bit to push his pants down a little more, then his underwear, pulling his hard cock out. the tips is already wet with precum, aching to be touched. he moves his hand back to Max's cock though, tugging it down to press against his with a groan.]
God, that's good. That's so fucking good.