[ Ash can't appreciate the irony: more than anyone, he's been accurately aware of how painful 'Max's absence has been, and yet, when he's in front of Max personified, he's cursing himself for the warmth that spreads throughout his body.
But he's happy. Damn it, he's so happy that it feels like his heart might burst. There have been few times in Ash's life that he's been pleasantly surprised so one could've hardly blamed him if the feeling was confusing, but Ash knows exactly the reason. It's grinning down at him, kissing him, and preparing him for their next step.
Since the blonde has been exclusively with Max, and they haven't had sex in a while, Max finds the usual resistance, but Ash relaxes the muscle as much as possible.
The proximity is a good thing. It means Max might miss the crimson that spreads across Ash's nose and cheeks, a color somewhat deeper than the red caused by desire. ]
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But he's happy. Damn it, he's so happy that it feels like his heart might burst. There have been few times in Ash's life that he's been pleasantly surprised so one could've hardly blamed him if the feeling was confusing, but Ash knows exactly the reason. It's grinning down at him, kissing him, and preparing him for their next step.
Since the blonde has been exclusively with Max, and they haven't had sex in a while, Max finds the usual resistance, but Ash relaxes the muscle as much as possible.
The proximity is a good thing. It means Max might miss the crimson that spreads across Ash's nose and cheeks, a color somewhat deeper than the red caused by desire. ]