Chapter 166: Tub time with Andy and Max
"Ah. This feels great." Maxwell said, leaning his head back against Andrew’s shoulder, the water sloshing around them as he settled. Andrew chuckled, one of his hands resting on Maxwell’s chest, the other outside of the tub.
He had his phone nearby with a timer on for the potatoes he’d snuck away to get into the oven while Maxwell recovered himself. Not that Andrew was any different. His legs had trembled when he’d gotten out of the bed at first, but had grown stronger after he’d taken a few steps.
He’d even had enough sense to turn on the bath before he’d come back to check on Maxwell. Maxwell had been spread out on the bed, hand covering his face as he just breathed. With the several condoms dotted around the bed, and the several more unused condoms on the corner of the bed closest to Andrew, it had been quite the sight.
Maxwell had not regained the strength in his legs, and when Andrew’s weight sank down on the bed near him, he’d turned to look at him. His face was still flushed, and he was covered in fluids. He let out a long, deep sigh when Andrew began to run his fingers through his hair, comforting him.
Andrew brought Maxwell to the bathroom shortly after that, sitting him down on the counter before checking on the water levels, and the potatoes. Once the other tasks were done, he poured bubble bath into the tub and placed Maxwell inside before crawling in himself. They only turned off the water when Maxwell felt he was sufficiently submerged.
"This does feel good." Andrew commented, relaxed, enjoying the feeling of Maxwell leaning against him and the warm water sloshing around them. He even liked the smell of the bubble bath.
"My legs are jelly. I didn’t realise when you hold me like that that they can lose all sensation." Maxwell muttered. "I don’t hate it though. Bend me like that some more just...don’t go that slow." Andrew laughed at Maxwell’s disgruntled words.
"Mm. I can’t promise that. You were so fucking tight Maxy, that I don’t think it’s off the table in my books. Besides, you didn’t actually hate it, you’re just embarrassed you cried." Maxwell’s ears were pink and he didn’t say anything. Andrew chuckled, pressing a kiss against his hair. "You’re adorable, and thank you for going along with my demands." Maxwell’s fingers wrapped around his bicep, giving it a squeeze.
"They aren’t...hard demands, I just...I never expected that I would react that way. Why do you think I did?" Maxwell asked and Andrew hummed.