[In the same vein, Max thought there was nothing broken about Micheal. This was his lover and the person he would spend an eternity loving. He only wished that they were granted longer lives to love one another. Maybe on their own planet they would be. There was so much that he wished to do with the other and they'd barely started on their journey and had so little time left already.
Already, Max was ready to make life so permanent with Michael. He could think of nothing more than this ceremony as the first step in making that dedication to one another. It was an even greater symbol than any ring that they might wear. He wondered what his emotions felt like right now to michael, as he dreamed of their future.
Max and Michael didn't truly need their own triad, they had something far greater between them, a bond of blood that was different. It didn't make them brothers, and yet in a twisted way it might have-- both born of the same distant man, one a clone and one birthed from a mother. They shared genetic makeup, but it didn't matter. It's a bond that made them soulmates, because only they could understand the coding of disaster and life that made them both up. ]
You are never terrifying Michael, only beautiful and wonderful. I think that what you find, might be powerful and amazing.
[Max runs his hand over Michael's thigh with one hand and takes the last bite of his potato with another.] You can do the same, even if I can't heal myself. I want you to feel free to cut me however you want. We can do our marks last, after we are done playing. I don't mind bleeding for you. It will only be pleasure, when you touch me as well.
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Already, Max was ready to make life so permanent with Michael. He could think of nothing more than this ceremony as the first step in making that dedication to one another. It was an even greater symbol than any ring that they might wear. He wondered what his emotions felt like right now to michael, as he dreamed of their future.
Max and Michael didn't truly need their own triad, they had something far greater between them, a bond of blood that was different. It didn't make them brothers, and yet in a twisted way it might have-- both born of the same distant man, one a clone and one birthed from a mother. They shared genetic makeup, but it didn't matter. It's a bond that made them soulmates, because only they could understand the coding of disaster and life that made them both up. ]
You are never terrifying Michael, only beautiful and wonderful. I think that what you find, might be powerful and amazing.
[Max runs his hand over Michael's thigh with one hand and takes the last bite of his potato with another.] You can do the same, even if I can't heal myself. I want you to feel free to cut me however you want. We can do our marks last, after we are done playing. I don't mind bleeding for you. It will only be pleasure, when you touch me as well.