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Earlier, Max tapped his forefinger to Charles’ lips a few times in quick succession. A sweet, absently made sort of gesture, even though his eyes had already gone dark and his fingers had flexed in the way that Charles always knows means he wants to touch.
Charles opened his mouth easily, like he always does.
Max had pet at his tongue, swiped lovingly around the topography of his teeth. Fit his thumb into Charles’ back left molars, gripping with his other fingers curled firmly around his jaw. Pushing down with enough force it made something inside Charles’ head go fuzzy, made his cock twitch.
Hard enough for the indents to press into Max’s thumb, for him to feel the texture of his own teeth on his tongue when he licked over the pad of it seconds later.