The things they'd done together this night probably were unspeakable to others but Michael found that he doesn't care. He's never cared what people thought of him outside of the people he cared about and that hasn't changed. No one had to understand their relationship or the ways and depths in which they loved each other. Hell, he's pretty sure Max is truly the only one who really knows him, understands him inside and out. Max knows what he's feeling sometimes even before Michael does and he knows what Michael needs. Max loves him and somehow feels the same and that's all that matters.
"There won't be a day that goes by that I don't need you. This pull between us, this invisible tether will always exist. There is nothing I wouldn't give you. My life, my body, my soul, everything I was and everything I will be, it's all yours. Ask and it's yours."
He's never believed in miracles but he doesn't know how else to make sense of tonight. Even after everything they've done to one another, the press of Max's hips, the slow drag of his softening cock makes him moan and he arches into the pull of the teeth on his neck. Reaching a hand back, he cups the back of Max's head, fingers curled in the soft strands of his hair so he can pull him in and hold him impossibly closer. "God, I don't want this night to end. I think I'm addicted to you."
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Date: 2023-08-08 07:16 pm (UTC)"There won't be a day that goes by that I don't need you. This pull between us, this invisible tether will always exist. There is nothing I wouldn't give you. My life, my body, my soul, everything I was and everything I will be, it's all yours. Ask and it's yours."
He's never believed in miracles but he doesn't know how else to make sense of tonight. Even after everything they've done to one another, the press of Max's hips, the slow drag of his softening cock makes him moan and he arches into the pull of the teeth on his neck. Reaching a hand back, he cups the back of Max's head, fingers curled in the soft strands of his hair so he can pull him in and hold him impossibly closer. "God, I don't want this night to end. I think I'm addicted to you."