[By now, the linking, Max joining them together body and soul should be a familiar feeling but it still makes his breath hitch and his heart pound like the first time. He's glad Max did it. He didn't even know he needed it until the heat of Max's touch was seeping into every part of him, warming him from the inside and chasing away the cold fear and anxiety that crept in and made a home inside of him when they were apart.
God, he wishes he could do the same to Max. He wanted to show him so many things. Maybe there was still a chance they hadn't tapped into all of their abilities yet, just maybe. For now, he focuses on the way their mouths slot together, the sweet slide of lips and tongue that pulls tiny, needy noises from him as their separation seems to hit him at the same time as Max's emotions come flooding in in sharp relief. Placing a hand over Max's on his chest, he holds it there and concentrates on letting his own emotions flow through. He wants Max to feel everything; the pain he felt at leaving last night, the fear of fucking this up, the sheer relief that they are together and okay and mostly the overwhelming and heart wrenching love Michael feels for him. If nothing else, he needs Max to know that.
By the time they come up for air, he's panting but there's a smile turning up the corners of his lips but he still holds Max's hand on his chest, not ready to let him go.]
You are never getting rid of me, Max Evans. I would find you in every life and marry you on this planet and the next. And I promise, I will never pull that shit again. Ever. I don't need to hide; not from you.
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also totally fine if you want to leave it here i just realized i hadn't replied :3
Date: 2023-05-23 12:03 pm (UTC)God, he wishes he could do the same to Max. He wanted to show him so many things. Maybe there was still a chance they hadn't tapped into all of their abilities yet, just maybe. For now, he focuses on the way their mouths slot together, the sweet slide of lips and tongue that pulls tiny, needy noises from him as their separation seems to hit him at the same time as Max's emotions come flooding in in sharp relief. Placing a hand over Max's on his chest, he holds it there and concentrates on letting his own emotions flow through. He wants Max to feel everything; the pain he felt at leaving last night, the fear of fucking this up, the sheer relief that they are together and okay and mostly the overwhelming and heart wrenching love Michael feels for him. If nothing else, he needs Max to know that.
By the time they come up for air, he's panting but there's a smile turning up the corners of his lips but he still holds Max's hand on his chest, not ready to let him go.]
You are never getting rid of me, Max Evans. I would find you in every life and marry you on this planet and the next. And I promise, I will never pull that shit again. Ever. I don't need to hide; not from you.