It's been a long time coming, this. Everything about them took far to long and now that they have it, Max knows that they are so destined for one another because of the way they are anchored so tightly together. Nothing can rip through the bonds that they share, not now, not ever. Max might be jealous of Alex in theory, but he knows without a shadow of a doubt that there's no way that man could or would ever be able to come close to what Michael and Max share. The heart bond, the soul, the way they feel one another on every level. The sex that they have, and this desperate need to always be together.
These things are only things that Max and Michael could have with one another, and max knows as surely that Michael does that neither of them would ever give any part of this up. They both know the needs of the other. Michael can anticipate Max's moods now, and knows when to come running when Max has his nightmares, and knows how to chase away the darkness-- just how max knows that tonight they both needed this.
Taking Michael swiftly, and pushing through the pain, Max leans over and licks through a bit of sweat. He taps kisses all down Michael's jaw, and along his neck, biting his shoulder and, shoving himself in tightly with a grunt. "Shit baby. you're so fucking tight. It's the best feeling. I need you." He pulls out a little and shoves himself back in, banging their hips together tightly every time he takes Michael.
Pulling up a little, he lifts up his lover's leg so he can have a better angle to really push in deep and hard, picking up the pace so that it's fast and loud as he fucks Michael hard. There's a moan with every single loud thrust of his hips, they smack and jerk along the bed of rocks and blankets beneath them. He's branding Michael with his body. Leaning down, the sweat that's formed along them moistens the concoctions that they were covered in and makes them slick as they move against one another. "Jesus baby." He can feel electricity form around him and in the air, his control strong but he lets it come. Thunder rolls and Max cover's Michael's mouth with his, kissing him hard.
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Date: 2023-07-12 04:36 pm (UTC)These things are only things that Max and Michael could have with one another, and max knows as surely that Michael does that neither of them would ever give any part of this up. They both know the needs of the other. Michael can anticipate Max's moods now, and knows when to come running when Max has his nightmares, and knows how to chase away the darkness-- just how max knows that tonight they both needed this.
Taking Michael swiftly, and pushing through the pain, Max leans over and licks through a bit of sweat. He taps kisses all down Michael's jaw, and along his neck, biting his shoulder and, shoving himself in tightly with a grunt. "Shit baby. you're so fucking tight. It's the best feeling. I need you." He pulls out a little and shoves himself back in, banging their hips together tightly every time he takes Michael.
Pulling up a little, he lifts up his lover's leg so he can have a better angle to really push in deep and hard, picking up the pace so that it's fast and loud as he fucks Michael hard. There's a moan with every single loud thrust of his hips, they smack and jerk along the bed of rocks and blankets beneath them. He's branding Michael with his body. Leaning down, the sweat that's formed along them moistens the concoctions that they were covered in and makes them slick as they move against one another. "Jesus baby." He can feel electricity form around him and in the air, his control strong but he lets it come. Thunder rolls and Max cover's Michael's mouth with his, kissing him hard.