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Date: 2020-11-23 03:33 pm (UTC)
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When Max leans forward to get rid of the pen and paper, Rowan leans back with him, taking their place against his chest. They draw his hands around him again, cuddling into him. "Problem is, I ain't going to stop fucking you if they do decide to stop holding my tech over my head." Rowan laughs. "But they did give me my phone, eventually, and if I need to fuck around even more for my laptop, that ain't the worst.

And he said..." They rub their cheek, as they try to remember. "'Please don't.' As in, please don't rally protests. Which, to be fair, I ain't. How about you and yours?"

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Date: 2020-11-25 05:45 pm (UTC)
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Bringing one of Max's hands up to their lips, Rowan kisses it with a small chuckle of their own. "Nah, you'd still have Lucas to take care of you. But I'd never be able to hold back."

They snort, tilting their head. "I spend a fair amount of time in the woods, and I wouldn't mind eating you up." They comment, playfully, glancing back at him over their shoulder again. "'s probably for the best though. Aside from all the weird arse flowers in there, there's plenty of other dangers too. Unless you want a wolf bodyguard or three."

Shifting their shoulders, they turn a little more, struggling to kiss Max. "Love, if we ain't going to go for another round, I think I'm going to shift so I can see you proper. It's nice to keep contact and all, but I'd like to be able to kiss you too."

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Date: 2020-11-26 08:49 pm (UTC)
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With a little sigh of relief, Rowan finally dismounts from Max and leans over to give him a well deserved kiss, sweet and tender. "Next time we want to stay in a position for a while, lets not do it from behind." They agree. Then they peck his cheek and pull away for long enough to find their underwear and pull them on at least, so they don't make a mess of Max' nice trousers, before reclaiming his lap.

Smiling at him, they snuggle back into him. "And yeah, anytime you want an escort, call me, okay? Or one of the other two." Keeping him safe was the whole reason to claim him as mate, after all.

"And now that your blood's back in your head, lets do some more planning." They declare with another kiss, leading Max back into firmer plans about what they might do with their birthday boy, and arranging a time to meet for shopping.

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