Max draws them in, wrapping them up in his arms loosely, with what strength he has left. If he didn't already feel like a sentient puddle of goo, that kiss would have done it. He practically melts against the wall as they claim his lips.
"I think you must be describing yourself," he laughs. "Every time I think you couldn't possibly get sexier, you go and set the bar higher. You never stop blowing my mind."
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Date: 2020-10-11 11:30 pm (UTC)"I think you must be describing yourself," he laughs. "Every time I think you couldn't possibly get sexier, you go and set the bar higher. You never stop blowing my mind."