Chapter 98: Feel the heat (m)
"Now, what do you want to start with? I don’t know exactly how long till you aren’t quite with me anymore, so I want to make the moments you remember count." Andrew told the stunned man, and watched as his eyes watered just a little bit more.
"You want to make sure I remember?" Maxwell repeated, and Andrew nodded.
"Yeah, of course. Wouldn’t you?" Andrew asked, and Maxwell swallowed.
"Oh fuck, you’re going to make me cry." He complained, and Andrew felt his smile dip from his face. Did he say something wrong? Turning, he faced Maxwell head on, putting his hands on his shoulders.
"Did I say something wrong? Why are you going to cry?" Andrew asked, worried, and Maxwell laughed. It had a slightly wet sound to it, which told Andrew that he wasn’t lying about the tears. The man was on the edge of crying. Panic began to fill Andrew.
"I’m emotional because of the heat, but also, you’re too fucking sweet. No one has ever done anything like this for me before. I’m feeling overwhelmed." Andrew paused, processing what Maxwell had said.
"Is that...a good kind of overwhelmed or a bad kind of overwhelmed? I just want to understand." Andrew asked, and Maxwell sniffed. He wiped at his eyes with his sleeves again.
"Fuck. Stop being so damn kind. It’s the good kind of overwhelmed. Now take off all your clothes. I want to kiss you on the bed." Andrew felt his cheeks warm and he gulped. He knew Maxwell had a hard time with serious moments like this, and he didn’t really mind when he broke them. It was cute to see him trying to hide his feelings from him.
"Do you want me to sit on the edge of the bed or do you want in the middle? Where do you want me, and what do you want me to do?" Andrew asked Maxwell, and watched as a shift happened in his blue eyes. They grew slightly out of focus, and the embarrassment faded quickly. The heat was taking over again.
"I want you on the edge of the bed. I want to remember riding you until you cry." Andrew chuckled.
"What if I don’t cry?" He asked, teasing. Maxwell reached up and grabbed Andrew’s chin, smiling up at him with a flushed face, his smile small but knowing.