Chapter 219: A day not quite the norm
Several times throughout the day, a nervous, anxious Maxwell would show up. Mr. Newman would always be behind him, looking just as nervous and anxious as Maxwell himself.
After the first time he showed up, Andrew knew what he needed. Quietly, Andrew would get up, being tugged on by Maxwell gently, urgently, until they were in the storage room. Once there, he would bury his face into Andrew’s chest, inhaling his scent over and over until he calmed down.
Andrew would just run his fingers through his hair, down his back, offering him comfort. Maxwell would shudder, embracing the man like he was everything he’d ever need and Andrew did his best to control himself. He hadn’t kissed Maxwell again, knowing that if they did that a second time, he wasn’t going to be as gentle or as chaste.
Andrew could feel his desire building up inside of him now that his fears had been alleviated. He knew it wasn’t exactly right for him to take advantage of Maxwell when he was in this state. He was sure if Maxwell was a little more himself, he would agree.
So, Andrew would reign it in. He had self control, but he knew when not to push himself. Kissing the man would be too much, but rubbing his face against the top of his head and giving him static? Not a problem.
Of course he’d smooth it out before Maxwell left. He wasn’t terrible, or even that angry at him.
Andrew wouldn’t lie and say that he didn’t also like this new behaviour of Maxwell’s. Being forced into a hug and surrounded by Maxwell’s scent soothed him in a way that he couldn’t put into words. He’d been like this from day one, so it was a little nice that Maxwell was returning the favour, even if it was after a terrible argument.
On a rather small plus side, Andre didn’t have to rely on the little satchel he had.
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When lunch time had rolled around, both Maxwell and Mr. Newman had shown up to pick him up. Andrew had no idea why, but from Richard’s look, and Dr. Piper’s giggle, it was related to the behaviour that Richard had been trying to warn him about in the morning. Maxwell clearly knew about it, or Mr. Newman did, and wanted to prevent Andrew from experiencing it for as long as possible.
Andrew didn’t mind. It wasn’t any skin off of his back.