"Hey, correct me if I'm wrong, but are you not the girl who beat my ass in GeoGuessr two nights ago?" he asks, fiddling with his fingers nervously when you stare at him instead of answering. "Yes, I am. Sorry, I just zoned out! I figured you'd be good looking but not this good looking" you answer, giggling when his cheeks turn red. "T-thank you. You look beautiful" he responds softly, sitting down across from you and ordering a drink when the waitress comes to your table. You observe him while he scans the menu, smiling when he looks up at you. "What are you going to get?" he asks, leaning on his elbows while looking at you curiously. You hum, taking the menu card from your side of the table and looking through the options. "I haven't really thought about that, let me see."
Max has been blushing a lot throughout dinner, and you weren't sure if that was a sign that he enjoyed the jokes and flirty remarks you made or that he was incredibly uncomfortable but didn't want to show that. You tell him you're going to the bathroom before dessert arrives, not missing the way his eyes move over your body when you stand up and walk away. 'Probably not uncomfortable then' you muse to yourself, entering the bathroom with a satisfied smile on your face. His eyes are on you the moment you walk back from the bathroom, and you raise your eyebrow at him when he drags them slowly over your body. "Admiring the view?" you ask him teasingly, sliding your hand over his arm before you sit down.
He blushes furiously, clearing his throat before nodding and looking away from you. "Do you want to come back to my place?" you ask, splaying your fingers out on the table. "I feel like you owe me some hands-on training for a few games" you add, looking at him curiously when he makes a strangled noise. "We don't have t-" you're about to say, but he immediately sits up straighter. "No! No. I mean, I-I would like that" he says, grimacing when he stutters again. "Alright, let's pay and go then! It's getting colder as well, I don't want to come home as an ice cube" you say, smiling happily when Max lets out a laugh.
Max looks around your apartment after you put your coats and shoes at the door. You told him to get comfortable while you change into something different, giggling when he blushes and nods at you. The sight that greets you when you come back makes your heart do a somersault. Max took off his hoodie, lounging on your couch in his black jeans and a white shirt. He looks up when you walk into the living room, blinking when he sees you in an oversized shirt and a pair of shorts peaking from underneath. "Do you want anything to drink?" you ask, taking your hair out of the bun you put it in and letting the wavy strands fall over your shoulders and back. Max just stares at you with his mouth slightly opened before he shakes himself out of it.
"Y-yeah, water is fine" he replies absently, blushing when you wink at him before you walk into the kitchen to get the two of you something to drink. You grab your laptop after setting the drinks down, sitting down next to Max before placing the device on your thighs. "Well, show me what I've been doing wrong please" you tell him, humming when his hands brush over your legs when he puts the laptop on his legs. You hear his breath hitch when you lean closer to him, and you smile when he clears his throat. "U-uhm, you just have to" he starts explaining things, taking it very seriously which makes you lean against his shoulder even more because you find it adorable.
He gasps when you suddenly place your hand on his thigh, and you look at him with a raised eyebrow. You watch how his eyes are focused on your lips before he looks into your eyes, realising that you saw him staring at your lips. He blushes and looks away, shifting slightly when you tap your fingers on his thigh. "Max?" you say slowly, observing the way he responds to the way you say his name. You feel him tense before he looks at you, nodding slowly while he looks at you. "Did I do something wrong? I thought we were both, you know. Attracted to each other" you say, sitting back slightly to give him some space. His next movements surprise you; he takes your hand, tugging you towards him before placing it close to his crotch. "Does it feel like I'm not attracted to you?"
You stare at him with wide eyes while he looks at you with a similar expression, his cheeks dark red when he realises what he's just done. "I-I'm sorry, I, you're just really gorgeous and I'm nervous around you because you seem s-so at ease" he says, scratching his neck while your hand is still half on his hardened erection. "There's nothing to be nervous about, Max. It's just me" you reply, taking one of his hands and putting it on your thigh. "Can I kiss you?" you ask him, looking at his heavy-lidded eyes that are staring at your lips already. "Okay" he whispers, gasping when he feels your lips on his. It's a soft kiss, as you try to make him feel a little less nervous, and you move your hand over his shirt-cladded chest. You hum approvingly when you feel his defined muscles, smiling when he pulls back with a breathless chuckle.
You move the laptop from his legs, looking into his eyes when you straddle his lap. He stares at you with parted lips, sucking in a harsh breath when your hands move over his arms and rest on his shoulders. You lean towards his neck, breathing on the skin before pressing small open-mouthed kisses on it. His hands grip your waist when he whimpers slightly, grunting when you bite a small mark under his earlobe. You sit up again, looking at him with darkened eyes, "do I make you that nervous?" you whisper, stroking your fingertips over his neck. He grunts when you shift on his lap a little before nodding, blushing when you let out a giggle. "You don't have to be nervous around me love" you mumble, leaning down to press your lips on his again while your hands roam his chest.
You pull back after making out for a while, staring at his blown-out pupils before you stand up suddenly. "Let's move this to the bedroom" you say, holding out your hand for him to take. He takes your hand, gasping when you pull him against your body. You wink at him, before leading him towards your bedroom and pushing him onto the matrass. A soft 'oof' leaves him when his back hits the matrass, and he pushes himself up on his elbows when you don't follow him. He curses under his breath when he sees you standing at the end of the bed with a mischievous glint in your eyes. "Let me set some rules for you" you tell him, slowly pulling your shirt over your head before cocking your head sideways when Max bites his lower lip. "You can look, but you can't touch. Unless I say you can, obviously" you say, humming when he nods with flushed cheeks.
"Take your clothes off for me" you say next, pulling your own shorts down as well while he quickly takes everything off before settling himself on the matrass again. He groans when you hover over him, taking his chin in your hands before kissing him deeply. You smile when he moans while you suck his lower lip into your mouth, and you pull away from him breathlessly. You press soft kisses over his chest, moving down to his hardened length that twitches every time you're close to it with your kisses. "Please" Max chokes out when your mouth nears his erection before you move away again. "Please, what?" you ask him, raising an eyebrow at him while you sit up a little. "Please touch me" he whispers, looking at you with hooded eyes.
You hum, raking your nails over his thighs before you finally take his length in your hands. He lets out a low moan, falling back against the pillows when you start moving your hand slowly. "M-more" he stutters, gripping the sheets when you pick up the pace. His thighs tense underneath when he feels your breath on his erection, moaning out your name when you wrap your lips around him. "F-fuck, yes" he grunts, moving one of his hands into your hair. You pull away from him completely, looking at him with a confused expression when his bewildered eyes look at you, silently asking you why you stopped. "I told you not to touch, didn't I?" you ask, humming when he nods before he says, "sorry, I didn't mean to."
You take him into your mouth again, bobbing your head to a rhythm that makes him tremble the most underneath you. You moan around him when he bucks his hips up, putting one of your hands on his hips to keep him down on the matrass. You pick up the pace when you feel him shift slightly, listening to his ragged breathing and looking at his pleasure contorted face while you pleasure him. "I-I'm close" he groans out after a while, and you hum around him which makes him lets out a loud moan. You pull away after a few more seconds, looking at him with an apologetic face before you take your panties off. "Don't you want to feel me?" you ask him while you crawl over his body, smiling when he nods eagerly. "Tell me, Max" you whisper, "what do you want?"
You trace your lips over his neck, sucking a bruise on his pulse while he breathlessly tries to answer you. "I want, I want to feel you w-wrapped around me" he mumbles, blushing furiously when you look at him with darkened eyes. "Yeah?" you ask, sitting up a little before you take his length in your hand, keeping the eye contact while you align him with your entrance and sink down on him. You throw your head back when you slowly start moving your body, loving the way he stretches your walls. Max is clenching the sheets in his hands, groaning while he looks how his length disappears into you.
"Fucking, hell" he whispers, "you're so pretty." You smile down at him, planting your hands next to his head while you pick up the pace slightly. You mewl against his ear when you push down on him harder, feeling him hit your sweet spot with his tip. "P-please" he moans, "please let me touch you baby." The way he says it makes a shiver run down your spine, and you whimper a yes, sighing out when his hands finally roam your naked skin. "So beautiful" he mumbles, nibbling on the skin of your neck while he massages your breasts, pinching your nipples slightly when he feels you clench down on him. "Take the lead, Max" you whisper, squealing when he turns the two of you around swiftly.
You look up at him with a bright smile, pressing his lips down on yours when he starts thrusting into you faster. You can feel your orgasm looming, so you press your face in the pillow slightly while Max keeps hitting your sweet spot. "Please look at me" he moans, stroking a few hairs out of your face before his hand moves down to your bundle of nerves. You tremble around him when he stimulates your clit, moaning out his name loudly when your orgasm hits you. Max buries his face in the crook of your neck, cursing when he spills inside of you. He leans back a little, staring at your blissed out face while he catches his breath.
"This was so much better than any of my fantasies about you" he whispers, blushing when you giggle.