[ Jason could do all of this all night- the first part, the second, all of it. maybe there'll be time to go again, and Max won't have to bemoan anything. for now though, Jason is aching to keep going. to feel everything Max is willing to offer.]

Breathe and hold on, I've got you.

[it's good that Max reminds him though, because he does feel himself tense up when Max pushes his knees back, but then he breathes out and tries to relax, watching Max's face intently. a groan escapes him when Max starts pushing in, and his fingers do dig into the other man's skin, much more than they have before this. he holds on, toes curling a bit as Max pushes into him more, then pulls out and keeps going with the slowest pace. Jason appreciates the fuck out of it, because he needs it slow right now. it hurts, but it's good, because it's Max doing it, and Jason can see the the look on his face, and just how much he's trying to hold back and take his time for him. it warms him, and relaxes him even more, letting Max press into him a little easier.]

Oh god... fuck, Max....ah.

[little by little he gets used to the feeling of Max being inside of him, the discomfort melting away to something much deeper and more intense. he feels so full when Max is finally inside of him so completely, his whole body tightening around him for a moment, just to try and hold him there.

he lets out a louder moan when Max sucks on his skin again, and he quickly tries to get back to his lips for another kiss, deeper and more desperate this time as Max finally starts moving. after that, it's hard for Jason to stay quiet, hips rocking to meet each thrust. ]

Fuck, I feel so full. You make me feel so goddamn full.