"Now, are you going to help me get this cum out of me or are you going to cry about it again?" Maxwell said, amusement in his voice as he comforted the bigger man above him. It always seemed to surprise him how sensitive Andrew was to everything. Not that he had a problem with that, he was just unused to it.
Watching the other man sniffle and cry broke his heart in certain circumstances, and turned him on in others. He worried he might be developing a weird kink, and hoped that Andrew wouldn't mind that he had it.
Andrew's face was still tense, and full of pain and sorrow. It was silly to him how easily the man was spiraling, but he also knew it wasn't fully Andrew's fault. Andrew before his manifestation had been quite calm, easy going, and easy to talk to. He wasn't quick to express his emotions. This Andrew? The new one?
