Chapter 111: Are you sure? (m)
Andrew was careful with the smaller man, carrying him in his arms like he was a soft, delicate flower. His hands were firm, but not bruising on the smaller man’s ass. Maxwell was kissing his face and neck, causing Andrew to breathe heavily as he made his way towards the bedroom.
"Maxy, shouldn’t you tell someone you’re taking a break?" Andrew asked, his voice heavy with his desire. He didn’t want to be thinking clearly right now, he wanted to drown in the last remnants of this man’s heat, but someone had to be responsible.
Maxwell grumbled, pissed at being distracted from kissing Andrew’s bare flesh, and Andrew chuckled.
"I also need to grab the condoms. I’m not cumming inside of you right now, and you can’t convince me otherwise. My cock comes inside of you covered." He stated firmly, and Maxwell whimpered.
"You are such a killjoy. I just wanted to feel you pump inside of me." Maxwell was pouting, and even though the image filled Andrew’s mind and made his cock throb, he knew better. He gave Maxwell’s ass a squeeze, and the smaller man gasped.
"I can do that with a condom on. We aren’t out of fake cum. Do you want me to fill you up?" Andrew whispered against Maxwell’s ear. He made sure to include teeth, and felt the smaller man gasp. Maxwell’s pheromones began to fill the room, wrapping around Andrew and his cock with a seductive hold. Andrew grit his teeth. Maxwell’s hold on Andrew’s neck tightened.
"You still have more?" He whispered, licking his lips. Andrew groaned.
"Yes Angel. I have so much left. Did you want to be filled to the brim again? Until it spills out? Do you want me to taste it again?" Maxwell’s nails dug into his neck, and Andrew chuckled at the warning. "How wet are you thinking about being full of cum? What do you think would happen if I pressed down on your stomach while you were full of it? Do you think it would ooze out of you, or come out in a burst? Can you imagine what it’ll look like around my cock as I thrust into you over and over? All that cum covering my cock as I fuck you?" Maxwell’s breath was coming in fast, quick inhales.
"W-Were you convincing me like this during my heat?" He asked, his face pink, his eyes slightly glazed. Andrew’s eyes crinkled up in the corners with his smile. He pressed a kiss against Maxwell’s temple.