Dimitri's head cocks quizzically, observing Max for a moment as if trying to determine the sincerity in the request. Given their last interaction, he shouldn't be surprised, and yet his cheeks still alight with color. "That is all?" He certainly didn't think a kiss would be sufficient payment for getting his sense of taste back, but maybe...
He steps forward, a scarred, calloused hand cupping Max's cheek, thumbing under his eye with surprising gentleness (though that probably wouldn't last very long) as he leaned in and pressed his lips to the other man's.
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Date: 2020-12-09 04:19 am (UTC)He steps forward, a scarred, calloused hand cupping Max's cheek, thumbing under his eye with surprising gentleness (though that probably wouldn't last very long) as he leaned in and pressed his lips to the other man's.