Andrew's breath came in pants as he gripped Maxwell's ass with his hands. He loved the feeling of the flesh beneath his fingers, and the way that Maxwell made soft noises in the back of his throat as his fingers flexed.
"You can squeeze harder." Maxwell said, his voice breathy. Getting permission, Andrew squeezed his ass a little tighter, and Maxwell chuckled. "Do you like it that much?" Maxwell whispered, and Andrew turned his gaze towards him. He nodded, his expression serious and Maxwell's expression softened. "What's wrong, big guy? Hmm? You look so serious right now." Maxwell teased, and Andrew swallowed.
"This just doesn't feel like enough.I feel like I need more." Andrew admitted, and Maxwell's eyes widened.
"You aren't done?" He asked, and Andrew made a face.
"It's…not normal, is it?" Andrew asked, and Maxwell blinked, before leaning in and pressing kisses against Andrew's face.
