Rowan pouts at him, apparently upset by that and pulls away from Max’s throat. “Well, if you can’t take it.” Their voice is soft, almost on the edge of being a threat, as they wiggle free from his arms and drop both feet to the ground with a dancer’s grace.
They don’t stop there, though, slowly, inch by inch, folding their legs under them, kissing along the strong lines of Max’s chest, hidden under his shirt. “Maybe I’ll have to find something else to nibble on instead.” They fold their knees under them, coming to rest with their lips hovering over Max’s crotch and look up at him.
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Date: 2020-09-05 03:23 am (UTC)They don’t stop there, though, slowly, inch by inch, folding their legs under them, kissing along the strong lines of Max’s chest, hidden under his shirt. “Maybe I’ll have to find something else to nibble on instead.” They fold their knees under them, coming to rest with their lips hovering over Max’s crotch and look up at him.