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“Mhm. You’re the colour of my car, you know that?” Charles teases quietly, palm squeezing at Max’s waist before it runs up to his nape, thumb swiping over the bumps of his spine. Max is about to moan a little before he remembers himself and swallows harshly to make the sound go away.
“Not here,” he gripes, stepping away even though he’d love to spend the rest of his prep time fitted over and into Charles’ body. But this is too exposed.
“So shy, baby,” Charles murmurs.
max needs the perfect setting to let his noises out but when he does, charles is just utterly, utterly obsessed
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- Part 20 of lestappen sundays (fic collection)
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18 Aug 2025