This time he hadn't buried himself in work, or at least Lucas hadn't basically moved into the library and kept his distance. He'd dropped by a few times to just hang out, shoot the shit about inane stuff, watch Max bake at his job when their schedules were different. Just friendly, low key time together.
With the shadows of the fuck tent lurking in the back of his mind.
Even after talking to Rowan, their book, he's left with so many questions. Mostly about himself. It was a glimpse into the wider world of sexual encounters that he never knew he wanted or needed. And he's not sure which was a scarier truth out of the two.
I trust you.
His words to Max, Max's words to him. If anyone could understand it was him. He'd come over wearing just his shorts and dog tags, not bothering with more after a long bath. With those thoughts hanging over his head, Lucas knocks the back of his hand against Max's door. "Hey, are you busy?"
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
NSFW from the get go, about a week since tent event
Date: 2020-09-11 03:23 pm (UTC)With the shadows of the fuck tent lurking in the back of his mind.
Even after talking to Rowan, their book, he's left with so many questions. Mostly about himself. It was a glimpse into the wider world of sexual encounters that he never knew he wanted or needed. And he's not sure which was a scarier truth out of the two.
I trust you.
His words to Max, Max's words to him. If anyone could understand it was him. He'd come over wearing just his shorts and dog tags, not bothering with more after a long bath. With those thoughts hanging over his head, Lucas knocks the back of his hand against Max's door. "Hey, are you busy?"