[It's almost cruel to demand such a tribute, to make Jason promise such things to Max. Words are on his lips to say something different, but the trust in the younger male's eyes keep his mouth silent.
It's the next statement though that hits Max like a winter wind right through his foreign heart. Shit He should have known. He should have been prepared for this. There was every indication that Jason was inexperienced. Max had only been wishing on a wind and a prayer that Jason had been through this before, and to go through Max's brand of what he considered depraved and slightly disturbed desire was not what he wished for the younger man on his first time with a man.
It was a bond that would hold them together forever and Max knew that now. He'd asked for it, and he was going to get it. Jason would remember Max's fingers, and the brands that Max placed-- because Max remembered the fingers and brands from the man he had fallen for that very first night they were together. How had he not seen the similarity. ] Fuck. Jason. Precious. Oh beautiful. I would have been ....
[he twists the finger inside Jason and pulls it out, reaching for the lubricant to offer something more gentle to work the younger male's ass open with. Max was going to say that he might have been softer, or not have labeled him with teeth and tongue, but this changed nothing. The feelings were all still there. Bowing his head, he kissed the head of Jason's cock, and licked through the heavy drop of cum that was about to spill over.]
I would do this all the same. I won't lie. I want you to always remember me as your first, as the man who took this from you and I promise I will never forget this either.
[Never in his existence has it been more difficult to keep from laying a hand print on someone, and yet he still refrained. Inhaling deeply, Max carefully kissed along the edges of Jason's hips as he went to work pressing one digit and then another inside Jason. He curled his fingers working to edge along those tight inward muscles until he could find that singular magical spot. Max needed Jason to feel that -- needed him to cry out beneath him even before he plunged his cock inside]
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Date: 2023-03-11 02:19 am (UTC)It's the next statement though that hits Max like a winter wind right through his foreign heart. Shit He should have known. He should have been prepared for this. There was every indication that Jason was inexperienced. Max had only been wishing on a wind and a prayer that Jason had been through this before, and to go through Max's brand of what he considered depraved and slightly disturbed desire was not what he wished for the younger man on his first time with a man.
It was a bond that would hold them together forever and Max knew that now. He'd asked for it, and he was going to get it. Jason would remember Max's fingers, and the brands that Max placed-- because Max remembered the fingers and brands from the man he had fallen for that very first night they were together. How had he not seen the similarity. ] Fuck. Jason. Precious. Oh beautiful. I would have been ....
[he twists the finger inside Jason and pulls it out, reaching for the lubricant to offer something more gentle to work the younger male's ass open with. Max was going to say that he might have been softer, or not have labeled him with teeth and tongue, but this changed nothing. The feelings were all still there. Bowing his head, he kissed the head of Jason's cock, and licked through the heavy drop of cum that was about to spill over.]
I would do this all the same. I won't lie. I want you to always remember me as your first, as the man who took this from you and I promise I will never forget this either.
[Never in his existence has it been more difficult to keep from laying a hand print on someone, and yet he still refrained. Inhaling deeply, Max carefully kissed along the edges of Jason's hips as he went to work pressing one digit and then another inside Jason. He curled his fingers working to edge along those tight inward muscles until he could find that singular magical spot. Max needed Jason to feel that -- needed him to cry out beneath him even before he plunged his cock inside]