Max smiles when he tastes the remnants of the cakes on Dimitri's tongue. He can imagine to himself the man trying one after the next, barely believing it's true. Max feels a little bad that he'd made the man cry, but tears of joy, he assumes.
Right now, though, it's Dimitri making Max's eyes water from the intensity of his kiss. The arm around his waist pulls him in close and he's like putty in Dimitri's strong, strong arms. His mouth opens eagerly to that kiss, letting the grateful king have full reign to explore as deep as he wishes.
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Date: 2020-12-12 06:46 pm (UTC)Right now, though, it's Dimitri making Max's eyes water from the intensity of his kiss. The arm around his waist pulls him in close and he's like putty in Dimitri's strong, strong arms. His mouth opens eagerly to that kiss, letting the grateful king have full reign to explore as deep as he wishes.