Andrew didn't know how he ended up on the bed, but he wasn't asking too many questions. Not when he had a Maxwell, a willing and warm Maxwell on top of him. The man was licking his lips as he looked over Andrew, pulling his tie off in a quick, practised movement that had Andrew so hard he felt like a teenager again.
"A-Are we going to sleep together?" Andrew asked tentatively, and Maxwell's smile in response made Andrew feel like he knew nothing.
"I certainly don't plan to sleep. Do you?" Andrew shook his head quickly, and Maxwell chuckled. "You were talking so big before, Andy. What happened? Did you get scared?" Andrew shook his head again, swallowing as Maxwell pushed him onto his back and crawled onto his lap. He settled, rocking his hips until Andrew groaned and Maxwell grinned.
