People are always saying things like I've found my purpose in life, and Max always thought that he had a destiny, and that was to be the Savior. It was his name after all. It was the one given to him by Michael's mother. He was the one person that was meant to go to Oasis and save them all. That was his sole purpose in life, and yet it never felt right. He was so much more, and he wanted a deeper purpose, something that filled his soul. This here, Michael, this night, this very convergence of two hearts coming together like this in an unholy union under the stars for all to know, this was his purpose. Michael was his purpose.
Nothing else made sense to Max. Nothing made sense except the body that he now occupied. The body that surrounded him as he tore through it, using all his strength to forefully drive himself inside. They'd taken bites of one another earlier, and now Max was filling Michael completely. He was taking him as if he could somehow push right through him, into him and become one completely. Max wanted to crawl inside his lover and be so totally one that neither of them existed without the other.
"Fuck baby, I can feel the ends of you. You are magnificent." He cried out against the winds, the lightning that crashed nearby. Their skin rang with static, and Max hovered over Michael's body, holding him tight and kissing him hard. He could feel himself growing close to that ultimate point and knew that Michael could feel it all as well. "I'm almost there. Shit baby..." He thrust a few more desperate times, hips suddenly stuttering and then it was as if the world burst before him, and he dug his heels into the desert sand. Max's body went rigid and he came hard inside the one he loved more than any other. Long hot bursts of come shot up inside michael, marking the inside as Max's as well as the outside already was. "Mine." He cried, before slowly falling over and into another deep kiss, needing to seal everything that just happened between them.
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Date: 2023-07-17 11:12 am (UTC)Nothing else made sense to Max. Nothing made sense except the body that he now occupied. The body that surrounded him as he tore through it, using all his strength to forefully drive himself inside. They'd taken bites of one another earlier, and now Max was filling Michael completely. He was taking him as if he could somehow push right through him, into him and become one completely. Max wanted to crawl inside his lover and be so totally one that neither of them existed without the other.
"Fuck baby, I can feel the ends of you. You are magnificent." He cried out against the winds, the lightning that crashed nearby. Their skin rang with static, and Max hovered over Michael's body, holding him tight and kissing him hard. He could feel himself growing close to that ultimate point and knew that Michael could feel it all as well. "I'm almost there. Shit baby..." He thrust a few more desperate times, hips suddenly stuttering and then it was as if the world burst before him, and he dug his heels into the desert sand. Max's body went rigid and he came hard inside the one he loved more than any other. Long hot bursts of come shot up inside michael, marking the inside as Max's as well as the outside already was. "Mine." He cried, before slowly falling over and into another deep kiss, needing to seal everything that just happened between them.