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Chapter 165: This is my reward (m)

Chapter 165: This is my reward (m)

"You ready, Maxy?" Andrew asked, his hands rolling on the fresh condom as he leaned back on his knees. Maxwell was lying on his back, pillows all around him as Andrew had asked, a pouty lip showing his true feelings.

Andrew, however, had a warm feeling in his chest as he stared down at him. Andrew hadn’t cleaned up from Maxwell cuming all over him several times so he could feel it running down his stomach and chest as he leaned back. He was looking forward to smearing it into Maxwell’s skin as he held their bodies close together.

"Why do you like this so much?" Maxwell asked and Andrew smiled down at him.

"The same way you like to make eye contact, I like feeling close to my partner. Sometimes I like to use how much bigger I am compared to my partner to squish them with my love. You don’t like doggy when you aren’t in heat, so this is the next best one." Andrew told him with a happy little grin.

Maxwell was frowning and pouting at the same time, his arms crossed across his chest. Andrew was going to do something about that in a second. He knew Maxwell wasn’t actually against what they were doing, he was just throwing a fit.

He knew Maxwell liked this. If he didn’t, he wouldn’t have even humoured him about doing it. He was just being stubborn.

Andrew shifted closer, leaning over Maxwell to grab a few pillows to tuck under his waist. Andrew could feel the way that Maxwell was watching him, and for both of their sakes, he stopped on the way back to kiss the man senseless. Slowly, carefully, with great enjoyment, he kissed the man like he planned to make love to him.

Thoughtful, each stroke planned out to maximize pleasure, Andrew teased Maxwell like he was dancing, tip-toeing around Maxwell’s more anxious, aggressive kissing style. Instead, Andrew kissed deeply, sucking and slurping on Maxwell until the man was shaking and moaning underneath him.

Andrew pulled away then, the long string of saliva between them causing Andrew to shiver in pleasure. Staring down at Maxwell, his face flushed, his breath coming in pants, and his lips all kiss swollen from their deep exchange had Andrew excited all over again. He had worried he wouldn’t be able to go another round.

That was no longer a concern.

Andrew bent, putting the pillows to the side as he began to worship Maxwell’s body slowly, using his lips to trace his body in a way that Maxwell didn’t normally allow. Maxwell liked when Andrew paid attention to him, Maxwell would never deny that, but he didn’t like when Andrew was thorough.

Andrew loved it though. He loved getting to know every inch of his partner, and he particularly liked knowing every nook and cranny of Maxwell Beckett. Andrew moved Maxwell’s hands to the side, away from his chest and took his time with each arm, kissing and licking nearly every inch. He made sure he knew everything about each arm, ending his examination by pressing a kiss against his wrist.

Maxwell was looking at him with such a deep emotion on his face that Andrew couldn’t put a word to it, but it didn’t stop him from continuing his mission. He worshipped every inch of him, starting with his legs next. That surprised Maxwell, since he probably assumed that Andrew was going to move to his chest.

Andrew didn’t want to do that. He wanted to savour that part for later. Andrew loved learning that Maxwell’s knees were sensitive, particularly behind them. When he pressed kisses against Maxwell’s inner thighs, Maxwell’s cock began to leak. The bed was already soaked from how much Maxwell was leaking from his ass, but Andrew paid no attention to it.

Instead, he focused on doing what he said he would.

"You’re so fucking gorgeous Max." Andrew began, watching as Maxwell’s eyes widened. "You’re so damn pretty. Your skin is so pale I worry if I rub my chin against your skin I’ll leave a mark. Sometimes I do and I worry you’re going to be upset with me. Damn, look at those eyes. All big and blue and wet. You look enchanting. I can’t take my eyes off of you." Andrew pressed kisses against his calf, nibbling lightly on the skin as Maxwell let out a shaky breath.

"I love you so much. You’re so damn pretty. I’m so lucky that you like me back. Look at our contrast. I fucking love the look of your skin against mine." Andrew told him, his lips spilling words as he continued to explore Maxwell.

When he finished with his legs, he grabbed those pillows from before and put them under Maxwell’s back to give Andrew a better angle, and to help support Maxwell’s back so he wouldn’t be in pain tomorrow. Andrew grinned, leaning in to begin his assault on Maxwell’s chest.

"Your nipples are such a pretty shade. Like little plump peaches, waiting to be sucked and plucked. I love that you let me touch you like this. I like you so much Maxy. So so much. I love that you let me touch you like this. I love that you like my touch as much as I like touching you. I love you Maxy." Maxwell’s face was flaming, and Andrew knew he was reaching max threshold for his personal embarrassment as he began to wiggle under him. "You aren’t getting away from this. You are going to accept all of my love for you, Maxy." Andrew warned, his lips pressed against the warm skin of his chest.

"T-This is a little overkill, don’t you think?" Maxwell squeaked out, and Andrew laughed.

"I think I’ve been holding back." Andrew told him. Andrew sighed, pulling away. "But you’re right. I should talk about how you feel now, shouldn’t I?" Maxwell’s eyes widened as Andrew licked his lips, feeling every bit as devious as Maxwell usually did.

Andrew grabbed his cock, rubbing it against Maxwell’s entrance with careful, methodical strokes. He was teasing him. Usually Maxwell did this, but Andrew could feel how Maxwell was fluttering to accept him every time he slid past without entering.

"You always feel so fucking good, Maxy. Sliding into you is like sliding home. I never want to leave. You’re so warm, and wet and tight and while I do worry I’m going to tear you, you always take me so well. You fit like a fist over my cock and when you cum, you ripple like a wave. It feels so fucking good." Andrew leaned in, his lips against Maxwell’s ear as he rubbed his cock against his entrance. "I’m wondering how full you’ll feel when I finally knot for the first time? How tightly are you going to squeeze me? How much am I going to fill you?" Andrew asked and Maxwell’s soft inhale and fluttering hole told him everything he needed to know.

Leaning back, Andrew licked his lips, watching Maxwell’s chest rise and fall, his fingers clutched on the sheets below him. Andrew smiled warmly, before he narrated entering Maxwell.

"Here I go. Oh fuck. You’re squeezing the tip so hard. Fuck. It feels so good to enter you. Maxy. Maxy. You are so warm. I can’t believe we’ve already done it so many times today and I can’t get enough. Fuck. Ugh. When you squeeze me that tight, I feel like I could do whatever you tell me to." Andrew groaned, grabbing Maxwell’s legs as he bent forward, pushing Maxwell into the exact position he wanted where Maxwell was essentially helpless, relying on the fact that Andrew wouldn’t hurt him.

Maxwell was panting, his hole fluttering around Andrew and his cock still leaking.

"Fuck. You’re killing me." Maxwell whispered and Andrew leaned in, pressing his lips against Maxwell’s and kissing him deeply again. It was slow, wet, full of tongues and lips and Maxwell let out a shocked moan when Andrew shifted slightly, getting into an even more comfortable position.

"What a pretty sound." Andrew told him in between kisses. "I love when you moan for me. Be as vocal as you want. I love to hear it. It feels like a reward." Maxwell let out a shuddering breath.

"If you don’t start moving, I’m going to commit a murder." Maxwell warned, and Andrew chuckled.

"Even when you threaten me it’s adorable. Of course, Maxy. I’ll start moving." Andrew pulled out slowly, feeling every inch of Maxwell close on him as he pulled out, paused, and then pushed back in. Maxwell let out a deep moan as Andrew pushed back in, all the way to the hilt, and Andrew felt his legs shake. "Oh fuck. You feel so fucking good. So wet and warm Maxy. You squeeze me so tightly, so well." Andrew continued, his lips continuing to spew words as he continued to move.

Maxwell was a flushed, embarrassed mess below him. He came when Andrew called him the love of his life and the place he wanted to come home to, and Andrew had to comfort him through that. This was a different kind of intimacy for them, and Maxwell was not used to it.

Maxwell found out after that, that Andrew’s chatter was limited when he was kissing Maxwell, even if the pace he set was brutal for a completely different reason. Where Maxwell had been fast, furious, all about speed and friction, Andrew was keeping his thrusts slow and paced.

Andrew was entering and leaving him over and over again and Maxwell could feel every damn inch of him. Maxwell was sweating, his legs shaking, his arms trembling as his nails dug into Andrew’s back like a lifeline. Andrew whispered how much he loved him every time Maxwell let him come up for air, and Maxwell’s face would twist every time.

It wasn’t upset, it wasn’t fear, he was overwhelmed. Maxwell had never been showered with so much open affection. Andrew had been gentling him into it, but today was his reward. Andrew was going to get it.

Maxwell came for the second time and he ended up sobbing. Andrew paused to comfort him, kissing and nuzzling him as the man had to deal with all of the emotions that Andrew was stirring up inside of him. Andrew would have pulled out, but Maxwell was more upset that Andrew hadn’t even cum yet.

So, Andrew gently made love to Maxwell, whispering words of comfort and love to him as the man cried, his face buried into Andrew’s shoulder as he held on. His body and soul a little less jagged since Andrew had come into his life, and into his body.

When Andrew found his release finally, it was Maxwell who was touching his face, kissing him, soothing him through it and Andrew grinned, chuckling as Maxwell treated him the exact same way that Andrew had treated him.

The marks on his back burned, but his heart felt lighter as he hugged Maxwell to his chest, the two hearts beating together as the two held their worlds in their arms.

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