Chapter 381: A very happy Christmas morning (suggestive)
Andrew woke up the next morning with a softly breathing, pretty man sprawled across his chest. His hair gently brushing against his chest, tickling him, as the man wrapped around the rest of him like a koala.
Maxwell was a cuddler. A rather serious cuddler. It was a good thing that Andrew didn’t run too hot at night, otherwise this might have become an issue. An issue that would have been solved with cooler sheets and a fan.
There was no way that Andrew was going to give up this moment, ever. Having this hard working, serious man wrapped around him like he meant the world to him? That he complained any time Andrew shifted slightly like he was threatening to pull away from him?
There was no way that Andrew was going to give that up.
"Angel, it’s time to wake up." Andrew spoke softly, brushing his hair out of his eyes. Maxwell grumbled, his face twisting as he pouted. Andrew grinned. "We have to go to your parents, remember? They wanted to start for lunch, and it’s," Andrew turned to check his phone, "it’s 10 am right now. We gotta get moving. We need to get the last of the things into the car." Andrew told him gently.
They had a bit more time, but Maxwell hated the mornings. It took him a while to wake up, and Andrew wanted to make sure he had enough time to get his game face on. He also wanted to surprise Maxwell with some of the gifts he wanted to give him before they headed to his parents for the day. Some things he didn’t want others to see.
He didn’t think Maxwell would like it if they did.
Andrew pressed his lips against his exposed forehead, chuckling.
"I’ll suck you off if you wake up a bit more. Would you like that?" Andrew was not above using sexual favours when it came to Maxwell. It wasn’t a burden, but from the way that Andrew felt Maxwell’s cock jerk against his side, the man liked the idea.
"You’d suck me off if I asked anyways." Maxwell countered, his voice deep with sleep and Andrew chuckled.
"Uh oh. You caught me." Andrew told him, humour in his voice and watched as Maxwell’s lips twitched before his eyes opened slowly. He tilted his head back, staring at Andrew for a moment, before he sighed and turned his head. He pressed his lips to Andrew’s bare chest, giving it a kiss before he pushed up.
He pressed his lips against Andrew’s. It was a slow, sensual kiss that had Andrew’s toes curling in the sheets. When Maxwell pulled away, he was all slow smiles, soft eyes and slightly moist lips.
"Merry Christmas, Baby." Maxwell whispered, before he let out a soft sigh. "I’m so glad we’re spending our first Christmas together like this." His words pierced Andrew’s heart and Andrew melted.
"Stop. We are supposed to go to your parents soon. I don’t want to be late because you seduced me." Andrew complained and Maxwell’s grin was infectious in response.
"Me? Seduce you? You have it all wrong. You seduced me. Just by...walking around topless. Put those pecs away. And those abs? A crime. Too sexy." Maxwell complained, as his eyes dipped to the offending expanse of skin before him, beneath him. "Well, as much as I would like to have my way with your body so early, we should hold off. Though...no one would be able to smell us..." Maxwell’s eyes glanced towards Andrew, and Andrew felt his heart race as his hands slid down Maxwell’s body.
"Are you thinking-" Andrew asked but was silenced as Maxwell’s lips met his, and the man crawled on top of him fully. The sheet slid off of his back, hitting Andrew’s thighs as Maxwell pressed his hands against Andrew’s chest.
"Wanna do a Christmas morning quickie, Andy? I’m sure that they understand somewhat since we’re a new couple. I’ll take the blame. Say I wouldn’t wake up because I drank so much yesterday." Maxwell got the words out in between his deep, seducing kisses and Andrew groaned. He slapped his hand out, found the drawer, yanked it open and pulled out a box. The condoms poured out of the box, spilling next to him.
Maxwell chuckled.
"Just a quickie." Andrew told him, his breath coming in ragged pants while Maxwell smiled down at him. Maxwell nodded.
"Just a quickie." He agreed, while both of them knew that it was going to be more than once. They weren’t going to waste a condom that could be used twice.
Andrew, feeling naughty, reached over to the drawer he hadn’t closed and fumbled a little more before he grabbed what he wanted.
Maxwell, more focused on his kisses, didn’t notice what Andrew was doing until Andrew pulled away, and he frowned.
"Angel, do you want to do something naughty?" Andrew asked, and Maxwell was a little dazed from the kisses so it took him a moment to realise what Andrew had in his hands. When he did, Andrew watched the way his skin flushed, how his lips opened slightly, and felt the shiver that ran through his body.
Andrew sat up, pulling Maxwell into his lap fully to press kisses against his throat. Maxwell angled his head immediately, allowing him to kiss, nibble and bite along his neck and collar bone.
"Do you want to be full of cum while around your family on Christmas?" Andrew asked him in a hushed whisper. Maxwell’s heavy exhale filled his ears.
"Fuck." It was a harsh word from Maxwell’s lips. The taste of it in the air made Andrew grin.
That wasn’t a no.
This thought hadn’t even crossed Andrew’s mind until now, but Maxwell had spoken about wanting to be full before. They couldn’t do it right now, since they were both so busy, but they could satisfy this craving Maxwell had in other ways.
Maxwell’s hands trembled as they reached up, gripping Andrew’s neck and digging his nails in.
"You’ve made me into a damn cum freak." Maxwell whispered harshly. "You better hurry up and fill me up or else I’ll get impatient and demand something a little more natural." Maxwell’s breath was hot against Andrew’s skin, and Andrew pressed a kiss against Maxwell’s throat. The man shivered.
"I’ll take responsibility." Andrew told him warmly, before reaching for the bottle of fake cum and the syringe that was used to push it into someone or something.
The way that Maxwell was watching it...god, he looked starving.
Andrew should feed him.
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"How are you feeling?" Andrew asked as they pulled up to the estate that Andrew hadn’t been to yet. The one that Maxwell had gotten into an argument with his family about because they hadn’t met Andrew there when Maxwell had first introduced him.
Maxwell let out a shaky breath, and Andrew slid his gaze to him. Worried, at first, until he saw the flush across the other man’s face. He looked hot, bothered, and that only made Andrew’s cock harden in his pants.
"We’re practically on time. How the fuck did you have enough time to destroy me and get everything ready?" Maxwell complained, his blue gaze warm. Andrew opened and closed his mouth, before he gave up fighting his urges and reached his hand out, gripping Maxwell by the back of his neck before pulling him into a deep kiss.
"You passed out quickly last night." Andrew said between hot, deep kisses. "I had time to put everything in the car, and place your presents in the living room." Andrew told him. Maxwell shuddered.
"When did you even order it?" Maxwell’s voice was rough, his body hot to Andrew’s touch. They shouldn’t be touching each other, should be putting some distance between them.
They were in the driveway of Andrew’s in-laws. They should not be all over each other like they were. Andrew wasn’t going to break the kiss if Maxwell kept looking at him like that.
"And you let me leave the house? After giving me something like that, and filling me up with cum? What are you, a damn saint? You even stopped me from cancelling on my parents." Maxwell growled, his nails digging into Andrew’s neck.
Andrew chuckled against his lips, the sting nothing Andrew couldn’t handle, especially in this context.
"Angel, I know you’re secretly thrilled that you’re full of cum in a place you shouldn’t be. Don’t lie to me, and it isn’t like we need to use it right away. It can wait, and it needs time to charge, too." Andrew told him and watched as Maxwell’s eyes glazed over slightly.
"We’re not spending the whole day here. I’ll tell Richard to spend another night with his parents." Maxwell was moody. Anyone who didn’t know would think he was pissed at Andrew.
Andrew knew the truth. The man was just so turned on that he was doing his damn best to be good. Especially since they had social obligations that they couldn’t miss.
"I should tell him that." Andrew whispered, and Maxwell’s teeth sunk into Andrew’s lip. It was another warning.
"I’m telling him, because you won’t be honest with him. He also needs to know for his health, Andrew." Maxwell warned and Andrew let out a laugh.
"You’re going to drag me all over the house, aren’t you?" Andrew teased, and Maxwell’s eyes lit up.
"We are certainly doing it in front of that Christmas tree. And bring the damn cum." Maxwell shivered, letting out a soft moan. "Fuck. I feel like a little slut right now. I can feel it inside of me." Maxwell panted, and Andrew felt his cock grow even harder.
"You like it?" Andrew asked and Maxwell slid him a look.
"I’m going to have to ask you, politely, to meet me in a bathroom at some point today. You’ve awoken the beast, Andrew. I’ve been on my best behaviour the last few weeks. You’re the one who flipped the switch, so now you need to take responsibility for the condition my body is in." It was a threat, and it was only made better by his flushed cheeks, his hot gaze, and the way he was shifting in his seat.
Andrew chuckled.
"Angel, I already have condoms in my pocket. I knew what to expect after this morning." Andrew told him. "Now you have to let me go. We both need a minute to calm down, and I know that your parents are waiting for us to arrive. So is Ben and Amir." Andrew said against his lips, meaning his words, but it was five minutes later of heavy kissing and petting later that the two men were finally able to resist the pull of the other.
Andrew looked out the window, a smirk on his lips. He liked the fuck machine. He was glad his gift was a hit.