Giving in, Rowan finally licks their lips clean, then leans in to lick Max's finger clean as well, with soft, deft motions, holding his hand by the wrist. "You're lucky? I'm the one who got a meal and a show." Rowan smirks, licking their lips again as they release Max's hand.
They lean into him, resting their head on his shoulder and idly playing with the remaining buttons on his shirt. Their own need is still present within them, but for now it's burning low, letting them enjoy the moment. "I'm glad you got to be the first guy I tasted." They would have been just as happy with Lucas as well, but they feel so comfortable and safe with both of them that it was really just a toss up of who got there first. But Max won out, and now they get to curl up in his lap like the cat that got the cream.
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Date: 2020-09-10 05:51 am (UTC)They lean into him, resting their head on his shoulder and idly playing with the remaining buttons on his shirt. Their own need is still present within them, but for now it's burning low, letting them enjoy the moment. "I'm glad you got to be the first guy I tasted." They would have been just as happy with Lucas as well, but they feel so comfortable and safe with both of them that it was really just a toss up of who got there first. But Max won out, and now they get to curl up in his lap like the cat that got the cream.