Something magical might happen. But Maxxie wasn't counting on it. Second thought. All was quiet. Was it too quiet? Hadn't had a good ounce of sleep in ages. It was just a bitterness that bled through him day and night.
"You just have to get used to the fact she's sticking around, you know." Tony was calm about it. Maxxie didn't get it.
"You really love me, don't you?" Maxxie could barely say the words. It was weird. Actually. Since it cut deep that Tony was rather a jerk about the whole Sketch thing. How could Max not know what he was doing with her? Really? Now it was like a pleasant little accident he was used to and suddenly could make the most of. Tony was all silly with Maddie. Making over her like he had his own little Tink in his room.
"Well, of course, you idiot." Tony gave him a playful scowl. Naturally, he looked back as if he was certain he'd roused the little beastie who was all a merry joy in a sleepful bliss, at the moment. Tony lingered with an open kiss while he had a chance. It was like pacifying a mystifying dream.
Maxxie closed his eyes gently as he felt Tony's touch slide down his abs and into his pants. Maxxie couldn't help but smile.
"I don't know if we should be doing this." Maxxie thought he meant to say, but he really didn't mean this as a smile came to him. Max felt Tony's lips on his chest as he straddled him on the bed.
"Well, I want to." Tony breathed him in once more as if Maxxie need a certain nourishment of some kind. His lips found parts of Maxxie that needed to be awaken, and yet he fell into a warm lull. It was coming together so sweetly as Tony stroked him a bit more with each longing kiss. Finally, Tony took in Maxxie's cock. Maxxie jerked into bliss. Tony took his breath away.