[Nothing is standing in their way and he'll do whatever it takes to keep it that way. They haven't actually talked much about what happened between either of them. In the beginning everything felt so fresh, still a bit raw and he didn't want to ruin a good thing by bringing up the past too much and they've both kind of avoided it ever since.
Max's grip tightens and Michael can feel the nervous energy between them. As much as he loves the possessiveness, and has tested those waters a little bit, he doesn't want Max to be nervous. He strokes the thighs under his hands with his thumbs, massaging the firm muscles in what he hopes is a soothing gesture.]
You're damn right you belong to me. I don't even want her looking at you. [The kiss doesn't console him completely but it does help ease the twisting, uneasy feeling in his gut and parts his lips to deepen it, tongue darting out to taste Max's lips, sighing softly at the fingers tangled in his hair. He can always get lost in Max's kisses. The world could be ending and it wouldn't matter as long as Max is kissing him just like this.]
I'm not ready to see them either but we'll have to eventually. Liz always comes back for you. [It's not something he likes or wants to think about. Another wave a possessiveness washes over him and his hands slide to Max's ass, gripping and dragging him closer still.]
I can't wait to make you my husband. None of that other shit matters. Whenever I'm with you it's like no one else even exists.
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Date: 2023-05-14 07:32 pm (UTC)Max's grip tightens and Michael can feel the nervous energy between them. As much as he loves the possessiveness, and has tested those waters a little bit, he doesn't want Max to be nervous. He strokes the thighs under his hands with his thumbs, massaging the firm muscles in what he hopes is a soothing gesture.]
You're damn right you belong to me. I don't even want her looking at you. [The kiss doesn't console him completely but it does help ease the twisting, uneasy feeling in his gut and parts his lips to deepen it, tongue darting out to taste Max's lips, sighing softly at the fingers tangled in his hair. He can always get lost in Max's kisses. The world could be ending and it wouldn't matter as long as Max is kissing him just like this.]
I'm not ready to see them either but we'll have to eventually. Liz always comes back for you. [It's not something he likes or wants to think about. Another wave a possessiveness washes over him and his hands slide to Max's ass, gripping and dragging him closer still.]
I can't wait to make you my husband. None of that other shit matters. Whenever I'm with you it's like no one else even exists.