Max With Chocolate On Top
By Linda
E-mail Crazy4Roswell@aol.com
Rating: NC-17 (for Joanne) ;-)
Category: M/L with a little M/M
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em just borrowing them. I promise to return them the way I found them.
Spoilers: Um... Sorta Heatwave I guess.
Summary: See challenge above... and also, this takes place the night after Liz sees Michael & Maria making out in the Crashdown from the Heatwave episode.
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Liz wiped her brow from the heat still heavy in the air over Roswell, and especially heavy at the Crashdown since the stoves had been on all day. She was sitting in one of the booths, after closing, her white-sneakered feet stretched before her, and trying to let the fan above cool her off.
Maria came out from the back room with two bowls.
"Here you go! Just what the heatwave calls for." she smiled and flopped down across from Liz.
Liz sat up and looked at the bowl of ice cream. It also had hot fudge, whipped cream and nuts on top. She laughed. Maria knew her weakness.
She started digging in, watching Maria do the same. Liz looked over at Maria and saw the hicky on her neck that she couldn't quite hide, even with the collar up on her work uniform.
She remembered the scene she had witnessed last night, and the quick flight back up the stairs seconds later. She hadn’t wanted to disturb them. But all night she had imagined that it was her and Max. She had tossed and turned thinking of Max kissing her, his hands everywhere.
"Earth to Liz..." Maria grinned waving a hand in front of her eyes.
Liz focused on Maria and laughed, then slapped Maria's hand away.
"Let me guess, you were thinking about Max." Maria teased with a grin, and dug out another scoop full of ice cream and put it in her mouth.
"Well, sort of..." Liz smiled a secretive smile. One she knew would make Maria want to know the rest.
Maria saw her best friend's face and knew she had a secret to share. She dropped her spoon back into the bowl and leaned forward.
"Okay, out with it, girl." She demanded.
"Well.... last night I came down here for some milk, and saw you and Michael..." Liz grinned as she put her spoon full of ice cream in her mouth.
Maria laughed. She had been dying to tell Liz so she could talk about it. As usual, Liz beat her to it.
"Oh Liz... it was unbelievable!" Maria's eyes sparkled and her face looked flushed.
Liz envied Mara that look, as she saw Maria remembering back to the night before.
"What did you see?" Maria asked, suddenly blushing.
Liz laughed and lifted up her spoon again.
"Not much, I just saw you two kissing on one of the tables, and I took off, not wanting to disturb you." Liz smiled, watching Maria get a dreamy look on her face.
"Hmmm....Liz... I've wanted to like tell you all day! Liz I'm like sooo crazy about him now I can't even think about anything else!" Maria admitted.
Liz put down her spoon and sat forward. "What was it like… I mean… was it different with Michael because he's an..."
Maria thought about it for a moment and then slowly a wide smile came across her face.
"I don't know...I mean, I've only ever kissed a guy before, as you know, and it was okay.. but not like this! And I don't know if it's cause it was just Michael, or if it was because he's..." Maria finished, swirling the spoon around in her mouth in thought.
"So you did more than kiss?" Liz prompted. They told each other everything, and any time one of them did something new, they shared it. Both of them had only ever kissed guys before. Even with Kyle, Liz had only let him kiss her a few times.
"Well... yeah...I mean, I didn't even think about stopping him."
"Maria did you??" Liz asked suddenly.
"No! Not all the way!" Maria laughed at Liz's startled expression.
"Oh my God! How far?" Liz asked.
"Well... let's just say, my panties stayed on." Maria smirked.
Liz's eyes opened wide. "How.. how did it feel.. I mean... remember how we talked about what it would feel like to have a guy touch us and kiss us all over.... Maria... you've gotta tell me!!" Liz exclaimed.
Maria giggled and sat closer. "It's just like we tried to imagine it Liz, only better!!! His mouth was so hot and wet on my skin. And to be honest... I didn't want him to stop." Maria admitted.
Liz just sighed and nibbled on the edge of her spoon.
"And Liz...I got to actually sneak a feel myself." Maria grinned proudly, her eyes twinkling with excitement.
Liz dropped her spoon back into her bowl and swallowed.
"Was it like they say in the books... you know... soft, yet hard?"
Maria nodded. "MMhhmmm. Wow Liz! I only got to touch him for a second, I guess he realized where it would go if we continued any farther, but boy! What a feeling!!! Liz! It's... wow! And he's big!" Maria admitted with a blush.
Liz sighed and laughed. "I always wonder what Max looks like without clothes!!!" Liz admitted with a blush. And they both laughed.
"What would you do Liz? I mean, what are some of your fantasies about Max." Maria asked, wondering if Liz thought of the same things she did. They always talked about what they would do when the fell in love with a guy, but now, that it had actually happened, and it was more real...
Liz swallowed. "Well, I have to admit... one of my biggest fantasies..." she started then looked around and came closer to Maria, afraid someone would overhear.
"I want to see Max... you know, the way you did Michael. I want to touch him, and maybe caress him and study it. You know?"
Maria laughed. "You sound like a scientist Liz!" But she too was in agreement. "Well, I didn't actually get to see it, only feel it. Like I said, I don't think Michael could have taken much more without going further." Maria smiled again.
"I want to feel my naked body brush up against Max's strong, naked chest, and I want to see my hair fall over his...most beautiful place...all hard and proud, with my hair caressing it." Liz continued.
"Liz Parker! You do have quite the fantasies!!" Maria gasped and giggled. Then thought about it herself, and took another taste of ice cream.
"Wow... I couldn't quite do that with short hair and all, but I would love to caress it.. to caress every inch of Michael." Maria sighed.
"I'l love to tie Max to my bed, maybe put some whipped cream on him and just start licking him everywhere." Liz said, now getting more and more into it. She dug into her ice cream again and ate it like it was Max.
"I would tie Michael to my bed and then take one finger and tease him up and down his whole body with it. Watch him pull taunt against the ropes." Maria added and dug into her own ice cream.
Then both girls looked at each other and laughed. "We are bad, girl!" Maria admitted.
Liz nodded, then swallowed. "I would just love for Max to kiss me Maria." she admitted.
Maria nodded, her eyes understanding. Max was Liz's soul mate. They both believed that.
"I know Liz. And if Max is your soul mate, like grandma believed, then he will. You will be able to do all the things you want to with Max."
"Well, can I ask you how you can get a guy to lose control? You know, Max is so totally in control all the time, I mean, how did you get Michael to..."
Maria laughed again. "Well, I'll tell ya babe, it doesn't take much for Michael to lose control. He and Max are totally opposites when it comes to that. Michael says Max has always felt like he had to be the responsible one, and he and Isabel were always more irresponsible cause they knew Max would get them back in line before they did anything too crazy growing up."
"Well, tomorrow night, Max is coming over to work on a biology experiment we have to do, and since my parents are going out of town for a week..." Liz smiled shyly.
Maria opened her eyes wide. "Liz! You want to seduce him! You go girl!" she smiled.
Liz blushed. "Well, although I fantasize about all those crazy things I want to do to Max Evan's body, I would be happy if Max would just lose enough control to kiss me, like Michael did you." Liz admitted and looked wistful.
"Does Max know your parents won't be here?" Maria asked starting to get a sneaky look.
"No, I was going to tell him tomorrow, since I just found out earlier tonight."
"Oh my God girl! Don't! That would like totally ruin it. Max would tell you to go to his house with everyone around just so he wouldn't be tempted to lose control."
"You mean lie to him?" Liz asked in surprise.
Maria rolled her eyes at her friend's sweetness. "Well, it wouldn't be lying if you just didn't MENTION it!" Maria smiled craftily.
Liz looked at Maria and then grinned. "You're the best Maria! What would I do without you?"
"Probably not get Max to kiss you tomorrow night." Maria smirked and then grinned again.
"Oh Maria, we are so bad! They say guys talk naughty about girls. I wonder if other girls think naughty things about the guys they love and talk about it, you know, like we do." Liz sighed.
"Of course they do! Well, okay not all girls do, but most probably do." Maria shrugged.
"Do you think...do you think Max and Michael ever talk... you know... about girls to each other?" Liz flushed, wondering what Max's fantasies were, if he had any about her.
Maria laughed. "I know "earth" guys love to talk about that stuff, but since we are talking about two... "not of this worlds", I don't know, since they are trying to keep themselves away from all that sexual need stuff." Maria wondered.
Liz laughed. "Yeah, Michael's really trying isn't he?"
Maria laughed too, and just waved a casual hand. "Still, I couldn't imagine Max or Michael totally talking about us like we did about them tonight though!" Maria burst out in another fit of giggles.
Liz just blushed at the thought of what Max might fantasize about if he did, and did he fantasize about her at all.
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Across town, Max lay awake staring up at his ceiling. Michael had admitted to him earlier that day that he had gone to see Maria the night before. Michael had needed to talk to someone about it, and he knew Max would understand his weakness for an "earth" girl.
So Michael and Maria huh? Max thought. His arms were back behind his head and he was stretched out in only his boxers and t-shirt. He had wanted to ask Michael more about what exactly had gone on last night with Maria. Michael had hinted that he had learned some things about women that he was dying to share, only Isabel had been around most of the day, so they hadn't had a chance to talk. If it worked out for Michael, should he give it a try with Liz? Could an alien/human relationship work?
Max heard the noise at the window and smiled. He had been hoping Michael would come by tonight, so they could talk about this.
"Hey Max." Michael said as he climbed through the open window, and saw Max sit up in bed.
"Hey."
Michael grabbed the bedroll and rolled it out, then flopped down on it. He himself laid down looking up at the ceiling for a minute, then turned on his side facing Max, and leaned on an arm, half sitting up.
Max just waited, leaning back against his headboard and looking out the window at the stars.
Then he turned to Michael. "So what did happen?" he finally asked.
Michael grinned then flushed, then grinned again. "Aw Max, I don’t' know.. It’s so complicated."
Max raised his eyebrows. " Did you...?" Max didn't finish.
"No! But... we weren't far from it. God Max, I was never so close to losing it like that before. The things we did...she did... I did..." Michael sighed and raked a hand through his already spiked hair.
"Things?" Max asked. He and Michael had always talked about sex and if they felt the same way normal guys did, and if they reacted the same. Michael had been the only one with any experience, and that had only been a kiss and a quick feel of a breast once in 8th grade. Michael had shared how a girl felt, and how it made him feel.
"Things... like... I actually got to take off her top, and she took off mine, and we caressed each other...I caressed and kissed...and...felt..."
Max nodded and tried to let out his breath. God, Michael had actually been with a girl and gotten to experiment! Max tried to imagine those things with Liz, what she would have looked like, what he would have done, and his boxers got tight.
"You know Max, that place they say women have... that ...zone thing?" Michael started.
Max's eyes widened and he nodded. They had both read up on some of that stuff in Isabel's Cosmo Magazine in 8th grade and almost gotten caught.
"I found it." Michael said and blushed but grinned crazily.
Max sucked in his breath and swallowed. "You did?"
"Yeah, and Max...it was incredible." Michael said, in a daze, as he was thinking back.
"Does it... does it really..."
"Make them crazy? Oh yeah. God Max. The feeling of making her explode like that. And then... she...she reached for me." Michael swallowed remembering.
Max leaned forward. "She...how did it feel.. I mean... their hands...Oh God.. I would have lost it." Max said and flopped back against the headboard closing his eyes. Images of him and Liz doing those things flying through his mind.
"Ahh Max... I can't describe it Man, You will just have to experience that one yourself. And believe me, when Maria reached for me... I almost did lose it. It's what made me stop. Otherwise... who knows how far we would have gone." Michael admitted.
Max opened his eyes and nodded. He knew he would have lost all control and made love to Liz if it had been him and he hadn't stopped it then and there.
"Max..." Michael started.
"Yeah?"
"I don't want to stop seeing Maria. I don't care where it leads...I want to be with her...I want to one of these times...feel what it's like to...make love to her completely." Michael admitted with a raw voice.
"I mean, Max... come on, you must think of doing all those things to Liz, that we read about in that Cosmo magazine.
Max groaned and nodded. He couldn't think of one logical thing to say to try to convince Michael that it wasn't smart. His own logic was gone at the moment and he was picturing himself and Liz all hot and naked.
Max swore and threw off the sheets.
"Where are you going?" Michael asked.
"Shower." Max mumbled and heard Michael chuckling as he closed the door to the bathroom.
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Liz got into Maria's car the next day after school and waited until Maria had started out of the parking lot before asking.
"So what did Michael say to you today? How did he act?" Liz wanted to know. She was excited for her friend. She knew Maria had been hoping that she and Michael would continue with whatever it was they were to each other now.
"Well, at first I thought he might ignore me, but then, like I started to go past him and he dragged me into the janitors closet cause it was closest place!" Maria laughed, as she turned the corner to head to Liz's apartment.
Liz laughed and then sighed.
"So what about tonight? Is Max still coming over?" Maria asked.
"Yeah, I didn't say anything, but Maria, Max was acting weird today."
"Weirder than usual?" Maria teased.
Liz laughed and hit her friend on the arm. She knew Maria didn't understand how Max was always so in control, just like Liz was. That was why Maria believed that Max and she were soul mates, cause Maria never thought she would find another person quite as in control as Liz.
"I'm serious. He couldn't quite look me in the eyes today. Then when I wasn't looking I could feel him staring. Then when I would look at him, he would turn away. Usually he'll keep looking, and we will have this great looking into our souls contest, you know?" Liz rambled.
"But, today, he was sorta ... shy and I guess thoughtful, was the word." Liz tried to explain.
Maria stopped in front of the Crashdown and nodded. " Well, as long as he's still coming over tonight, you can do it girl!"
Liz stepped out of the car closed the door and leaned back into the open window of the passenger side. Then she nodded. "I hope so Maria. And good luck with Michael. You two have plans for tonight?"
Maria laughed again. "Are you kidding? Michael make plans? I guess if he gets in the mood he might come by." Maria smiled, then waved as she watched Liz move back from the car.
"Call me!" Maria shouted as she pulled away from the curb.
Liz swallowed and then went inside. She didn't have to work tonight, and neither did Maria. She went up the back stairs to the Parker’s apartment and closed the door. It was so quiet in the apartment without her parents there.
She took a deep breath. Imagining her and Max, alone in the apartment tonight.
He was coming over at six. She looked at the clock and saw it was already 4. She only had two hours to get ready!
Liz flew into the bathroom and slammed the door.
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Max took a deep breath, knocked on the upstairs apartment door, and then put his hands back in his pockets, waiting for Mr. or Mrs. Parker to let him in. They liked him, he could tell. And they were really nice. Only, today, with his thoughts of Liz and what he had been imagining lately, he felt awkward.
When the door opened he saw Liz standing there and he just stared.
Her hair was freshly washed. He could smell the baby powder and strawberry hair shampoo on her, and then the other scent that was just Liz. She was wearing jeans, but had on a short soft looking red sweater that made him want to run his hands over it to feel how soft is was against her.
He smiled and glanced away and down as Liz let him into the apartment.
"Hi Max." Liz said in a shy voice.
"Hey." Max said and looked around for her parents, he wanted to make sure he said his hellos properly.
"Where are your parents?" Max asked when he realized how quiet it was.
Liz saw the moment of panic in his eyes and she swallowed, hoping he wouldn't bolt.
"Um... they aren't here. They sort of... like went to a restaurant convention for a week. They left this morning." Liz admitted. Holding her breath, waiting for Max to change his mind about staying.
She looked at Max and found him looking back at her. She couldn't read his expression, like she usually could, but she could tell he was struggling with something. Then suddenly it felt like Max had made a decision.
He relaxed his stance and smiled lightly.
"Okay, so where are we going to set up the experiment?" he asked casually, as if her parents not being there didn't bother him.
"Oh... well, in the kitchen.. it's easier to clean up." Liz explained and led the way.
She could feel Max's eyes on her as she walked ahead of him. He seemed almost...determined about something.
Liz felt a fluttering in her stomach and tried to calm down. She had to relax and at least try to act normal.
Liz started setting up the experiment on the counter near the sink while Max spread out his books on the table and took out his notes.
They worked in quiet companionship as they always did in biology, as they set up their area for the project.
Liz reached for a measuring cup and knocked down the box that was next to it, in the closet.
Max picked it up and then smiled. "Brownies... I love brownies... chocolate is one of my weaknesses." he grinned at her with a raised eyebrow.
Was he flirting with her? Liz wondered. She must be imagining it. She took the box and smiled.
"How about I make them while we work on the project." She said and started getting things out for the brownies as well.
"Great." Max said and leaned in closer to her to watch her put together the brownie mix.
Liz could feel the heat of him all along her back. He was so close. Liz had to grip the counter not to turn around and grab him. He smelled so good, fresh out of a shower, and just smelling like Max. He had on a clean pair of jeans, and a black button down shirt that she wanted to just pull open, and let the buttons fly.
"Um...why don't you finish putting the other stuff together for the project." Liz suggested. If Max stayed that close to her another second, she was going to turn around and attack him.
"Oh...ah sure." Max said and started to shift over to the sink to finish setting the experiment up.
Liz glanced side ways at him. What was wrong with her? She should just have turned around. Maybe it would have just happened. Max didn't seem like he was fighting this thing between them tonight.
Liz reached for the chocolate syrup in the closet and brought it down.
Max moved over again toward her. "Oh... hey, you put that in the brownies?" he asked fascinated.
Liz laughed, as Max looked like a little boy with candy in front of him.
"Yes, and if you are a good boy and will go finish setting our stuff up, I'll let you lick the spoon." she smiled.
Max raised an eyebrow. "Only the spoon?" he asked. His eyes now definitely burning deeply into hers.
He saw her startled look and he just grinned. He loved seeing Liz Parker all flustered and not in control. He knew he was making her nervous, but he had decided to relax and enjoy being with Liz. Maybe it was meant.
"I mean can I lick the bowl too?" He amended, and tried to hide his smile at her sudden flicker of disappointment. He turned away toward their notes and grinned.
She wanted him too! He wondered if she and Maria had talked. Did girls talk about that stuff too?
He pulled Liz’s notes out of her book, and then noticed the other book hidden underneath. He knew from the look of it that it wasn't a schoolbook. It had a marker in it and it looked like something you'd write in. Max suddenly quit breathing and stared at it. The journal. Part of him wanted to read it so badly. He wanted to know what Liz thought of him. Her bare soul written down. But then he wondered if he really wanted to know. What if she admitted things that scared her about him, about his being an alien? He didn't think he could handle that.
Liz turned when she noticed Max was awfully quiet. She saw the journal on the table, with Max's hand gently over it.
Their eyes met and Liz waited. Did she want to show it to him? That would be one way of letting him know what she wanted from him. But would that just make him run away.
"Hmmm... these don't look like biology notes. I'll bet these are more interesting to read though." He teased.
He could see the anxious look in Liz's eyes, and decided he liked teasing her and throwing her off balance.
He lifted the book and held it up over his head as she tried to reach for it.
They laughed and Liz tried to get the journal away from Max. He chuckled at her antics just enjoying being normal with Liz.
Liz forgot she had the chocolate syrup in her hands and when she reached out for the journal again she squeezed the bottle and some chocolate squirted Max on his neck.
They both stopped struggling over the journal, and just stared at each other.
Then Liz giggled. She couldn't help it. The look of surprise on Max's face was priceless.
Max put the book back down on the table and just continued to look at Liz.
She swallowed, and then tried to help him get the chocolate off. She reached a finger out to scoop off the chocolate from his neck.
As she pulled her chocolate covered fingers away, Max grabbed her hand.
His grip was gentle, but firm. Liz looked from their hands, to Max's face.
The raw passion she saw burning in his eyes almost made her faint. She gasped and held her breath as she watched Max slowly... ever so slowly bring her fingers up to his mouth.
Liz was trying to breath, but she couldn't stop watching Max's burning gaze, as he brought her chocolate covered finger, closer, then he opened his beautiful mouth, his eyes still on her, and slipped her finger into his mouth.
Liz groaned and tingled. Just the feel of Max's hot, wet mouth sucking on her finger gave her the goose bumps, and made her head spin.
Max proved it wasn't a dream when he lifted her up and put her on the kitchen table, spreading her legs so he could come between them to get closer to her.
Liz was shocked, but her senses were spinning, and she couldn't talk to save her life. She felt the hard heat of Max pressed up against her own hot center, and she gasped and trembled. Oh my God! She thought.
She met Max's eyes and saw how his eyes burned back into hers. He gave a small, Max smile, and brushed a hand through her soft hair and cupped her cheek. He still held her other hand, the one that he had slipped into his mouth a moment ago.
"You make me crazy Liz Parker. You always have." Max admitted in a deep gravely voice. His eyes were so hot and sincere.
Liz swallowed. Max stepped even closer against her and she felt his hardness so firm against her center she could feel herself starting to throb. Or was that Max?
"Michael came by last night. He told me about Maria and himself." Max stated in a low voice.
He saw Liz's eyes fly back up to his from where they had been staring at the bulge pressed up against her.
"Did Maria talk to you? Tell you about it?" Max asked needing to know if she wanted what he wanted.
Liz just starred into his hot burning eyes and nodded. Then she blushed remembering some of their fantasies.
Max grinned at her blush and realized that girls must talk about it like guys did.
"Liz?" Max whispered. He needed to kiss her soft moist lips.
Liz swallowed and waited.
"Are you ever going to talk to me again?" he asked in a teasing voice. He liked that he had left her speechless.
Liz finally managed to laugh, realizing that Max was really having fun with teasing her. Making her burn.
"Max Evans, are you ever going to shut up and kiss me?" she bantered back, fluttered her eyelashes, and moistened her lips with her tongue.
Now it was Max's turn to groan, watching her little pink tongue peek out from between her soft lips, and then he smiled at her own teasing, and started to lean his head closer to hers, inch by inch, getting closer to her slightly parted lips.
Liz could fell Max breath on her lips as he came closer. She could smell the light scent of chocolate on his lips as well, and it was erotic, just anticipating Max kissing her. Max's lips on hers.
As he moved the final distance and their lips met, they tingled and felt an electric current that caused both of them to make a connection to the other simultaneously, and each saw and heard what the other had talked about the night before.
Both pulled apart and just stared at the other. Then both of them blushed.
Liz's whole body flushed, but then she realized what Max had talked about and what he wanted to do and to experience.
She gasped and bit her lip. Oh my God! Max had the same wants... needs for her that she had for him. He too was curious and wanted to know what it was like to be with the one he wanted.
Max cleared his throat and she felt Max get even harder against her softness.
"You want to tie me up, huh?" he asked in a very low husky voice.
Liz blushed from one end of her body to the other, but only nodded. After all, she couldn't deny it, and she also knew Max's fantasies as well.
Max swallowed slowly and leaned forward for another kiss. The same electricity was there, but it didn't make them see anything but bright lights of feelings.
Liz sighed into Max's open, searching mouth and slid her hands up his muscular chest, and glided them up over his neck and clung to him.
Max groaned and pulled Liz even closer to him with his hands on her hips.
Liz had to move. The urge was so strong she thought she would cry if she didn't ease the ache that was building and throbbing between them.
Max slipped his tongue deeper into Liz's mouth and found hers. He raked his tongue around hers and then caressed it. He was making love to her tongue! Liz thought.
As she moved and pressed tighter against him, Max growled low in his throat, which sent vibrations into Liz's throat, and Max deepened the kiss if possible. His tongue was dipping in and out of the darkest corners of her mouth, and her lips and mouth throbbed and tingled. This was just a KISS?? Liz thought. Oh My God!!
Then she remembered what Maria had said in the bathroom the day Max had given her that note to meet him in the eraser room.
"The guy touched you and you saw into his soul, How do we know what happens if he kisses you? How do we know, what it is to be kissed by a Czechoslovakian?!"
Liz didn't think she would ever be able to describe this to Maria.
Max's hands started to slowly slide up Liz's waist, and past her jeans, and landed on her bare stomach and sides.
Liz felt the heat of his touch burn her, but it didn't hurt. It felt.... "Max..." Liz sighed wanting more. Max had released her mouth and was kissing down the side of Liz's neck now.
Liz shivered at the touch of Max's hot wet lips and tongue following a trail down her neck and behind her ear.
Max's hands started to slide slowly up again, taking her sweater with them. When he reached her soft bra, he pulled away from her, met her eyes and asked permission with just a look.
Liz smiled and swallowed as Max lifted her sweater over her head.
She heard him gasp and she bit her lip and met his eyes. Was he disappointed? She wasn't very big. But when Max looked from her bra covered chest back into her eyes, she saw the pleasure and passion burning there.
"God Liz... I've always wanted to see you... that day when I saved your life; I ripped open your uniform, but didn't really think about it that day. I was so scared. But later... that vision haunted me. I've dreamed of taking your uniform off since then, only for a different reason." He smiled.
Liz smiled back, but her lips trembled. Her whole body was trembling. Max's hands were heating her where they rested on her back, and her nipples were hard and achy from where his eyes burned into them.
"Max..." Liz started to say.
"Liz..." Max whispered and slid his hands down to the back of her bra. He released the clasp amazingly easy with two fingers, and took a deep breath as he slowly pealed her bra off of her soft shoulders. He had a finger hooked in each strap and he brought the bra down ever so gently and slowly. To enjoy each part of Liz that he revealed.
Liz was so achy and her nipples were so tight they hurt. She held her breath, waiting for Max to finish the torture and touch her! Touch her with his hands and mouth! She had always dreamed of this!!!
When her bra finally fell away it was Max's turn to hold his breath. He groaned as he watched her perky nipples standing so ridged and pink, begging for his touch.
She was beautiful! Her beautiful soft, firm breasts, with tight, proud pink nipples, were just begging for his attention. He thought he had died and gone to heaven.
Here he was with Liz Parker... seducing her on her kitchen table. One of his many dreams was actually coming true.
He remembered the flash of Liz's fantasy to Maria. Something about spreading whipped cream all over him... he grinned and reached for the chocolate syrup that was next to Liz. His own body was so hard he knew if he did not release some of the tension in his jeans soon, he would explode.
But he concentrated on Liz. His jaw tensed as he fought his own needs and then lifted the bottle and held it up over her tight quivering nipples.
Liz gasped as she felt the chocolate syrup, slightly cool, touch her nipple, and then slide down under her breast. Max poured a generous amount on each nipple, causing Liz to shake and shiver even more, knowing what he was going to do next.
Max looked into Liz's eyes to make sure she was still with him, and when he saw the pleading need burning into his soul, he swallowed and lowered his head slowly, anticipating and enjoying watching her breasts as they came closer to him.
Max opened his mouth above one nipple and hesitated a second. As if to memorize the moment, and then his mouth closed over her nipple and he sucked gently at first. His tongue swirled around to lick all of the chocolate off.
Liz whimpered and pulled Max's head closer. Max's own head was spinning as he tasted Liz and felt her need. Felt the pleasure he was giving her.
Max pulled her nipple further into his mouth and sucked hard. Pulling the nipple up against the roof of his mouth and stroking it with his tongue.
Liz was a shivering mass of nerves. She moaned and made purring noises as she held Max's head closer to her. Like she couldn't get him close enough.
Max felt her tension and need building, and his own was getting to the point of embarrassment. Liz was beautiful. And she tasted so good. Chocolate and Liz. What a heady combination.
When Max finished with her other breast, he lifted his head and tried to take deep breaths, to take his mind off of the ache and throbbing in his now, very tight jeans.
Liz opened her eyes, which were still blurry from the passion, and saw Max take a deep breath to try to control his own passion. His head was down, and his eyes were closed. He was trying to concentrate on relaxing.
Liz looked to the huge bulge between his still spread legs, and her mouth went dry.
Without thought, Liz reached her hand forward to help relieve some of Max's pain, and to fulfill her own fantasy.
Max's head came up with a jerk when he felt Liz's hand on the button of his jeans, and against his stomach, under his shirt.
Liz stopped, unsure if this was what he wanted. She didn't want to do the wrong thing.
Max saw the flicker of hesitation in her eyes. He realized that Liz wanted to please him, but didn't know what he wanted.
Max waited until Liz met his eyes with her own large soulful ones, and he smiled tightly as he covered her hand with his and slid it down over his hard ridge, and press it against him.
Liz gasped and Max groaned aloud at the feel of her hand on his hot hardness, even if it was just though his jeans.
Liz could feel the heat and throbbing and only wanted to see and touch it all.
Max sensed this, and knew he needed to release the tightness as well. He brought her sweet soft hands to his mouth, gently kissed the back of them, and then lowered them again to his button, and released her hands. It was up to her.
Liz's hands trembled as she tried to undo the button on Max's jeans. Her excitement was so extreme, that she couldn't stop shaking long enough to slip the button out of the hole.
When she finally did, and pulled the two sides of the zipper apart, they both sighed.
Max with relief, and Liz with anticipation.
Liz wet her lips and Max groaned. Liz's eyes flew up to his to make sure he was okay with this, and saw the pleading in his eyes, for her to continue.
Then she realized, he needed her touch, just as much as she needed his...
Liz couldn't believe that she was here, with her hands on Max's open jeans, and watching the bulge underneath strain for release. Max! Her Max!!
She was fascinated with him, all of him, but this was so new to her. She enjoyed the view of him for a moment longer. The way his hair fell over his eyes, and the way they burned at half-mast, waiting for her to continue. The large bulge right behind the open zipper was intoxicating.
Liz slid a hand down and cupped him through his jeans. He gasped but tightened his jaw. He would let Liz follow her fantasy even if it killed him.
But when she raked her nails ever so gently up along the bulge against his jeans, the friction almost did him in.
"GOD LIZ!!!" He cried out and squeezed his eyes tight, trying to think of something else until he could calm down a little.
Liz sensed his control was nearing the end and she pushed his jeans down his legs and then quickly pulled his boxers down as well.
She sucked in her breath at the view before her. He was magnificent! He was beautiful!! Her Max... she felt faint. She loved him and the thought of pleasing him was making her head spin...
Liz slid off the table and pushed Max back against it.
Max grabbed the table behind him for support and in anticipation of Liz's next move.
Liz looked at Max, all tight and sexy. She still couldn't believe what they were doing!! She was afraid she would wake up and find this was a dream.
Liz reached out a tentative hand and gently wrapped her hands around the large proud hardness that was standing up straight for her.
Max jerked reflexively at the caress and his breath hissed between his teeth.
Startled, Liz pulled her hand back. "I'm sorry," she said quickly. "I didn't mean to hurt you."
Max let his breath out, trying to still the violent beating of his heart. "You didn't hurt me."
"You...moved."
"Have you ever been so close to a lightning bolt that you could feel the currents racing through you? That's what it felt like when you touched me. Only it was pleasure racing through me, not pain, and the force of it surprised me."
Liz's eyes widened.
Max smiled despite the fire still coursing through him. "Go ahead, Liz. Explore. You won't take me by surprise again."
"I don't want to hurt you." Liz said hesitantly.
"Then you better touch me again, because I want those soft hands on me so much I ache." Max's voice was thickened by desire.
Liz looked from Max's rather fierce smile down the length of his body. She remembered that this was one of his dreams... her touching him.
Max watched Liz looking at him. He was discovering that being looked at by Liz was almost as arousing as being touched by her. The sensuality, curiosity, and approval in her eyes made him feel as tall as a mountain. And as hard.
Liz traced the thick upper muscle of his thighs with her fingertips. His skin was so warm and supple, and the muscle beneath was shockingly hard. His skin was darker than her own, though much light than the skin on his chest.
Liz smiled. This was new to Max too. "I like knowing I'm touching you in ways no one else ever has." she admitted.
Liz looked up at him as she continued to trail one finger up his thigh, and saw the narrowing of his eyes, felt the tightening of his legs, heard the swift intake of his breath as she came closer and closer to the proud jutting part of him that throbbed for her touch.
Her fingers tested the thick cushion of hair that surrounded his very different flesh. Hesitantly, then with greater assurance, she stroked the length of him, enjoying the heat and shifting masculine textures. When she reached the blunt tip, she made a surprised, approving sound. "OH! It IS velvet and hard at the same time. She felt his skin jump at her touch and she felt the throbbing under her hand.
Max's answer was a groan and a wild wave of desire hammering through his veins. If he hadn't been leaning against the table, Liz's words would have brought him to his knees. He couldn't prevent the potent response of his body, the silky residue glistening on her fingertips in start testimony to the uncontrollable passion she called from him.
Liz's hand stilled.
"Sorry," Max said huskily. "I didn't mean to shock you."
"You didn't," she murmured. Her eyes fascinated with every new thing that was revealed to her.
Max couldn't believe this. He had imagined Liz touching him, but never like this. With this total fascination. His Liz... her beautiful eyes were so approving and inquisitive.
"Do you like having me touch you?" she asked, with a little smile, knowing this was one of his fantasies, but wanting to hear it.
Max smiled. "What do you think?"
Liz let her breath out in a rushing sigh. "I think I've never touched anything quite so fascinating. You make me shameless, Max. And I don't even care."
Max bent down and kissed her gently. "There's no need for shame between us. Shame is for people who cheat and steal and destroy. Being together like this is part of creation, and it's good, it's right."
"Yes," she whispered. "It's right. Two halves of a beautiful whole. How dull the world would be if male and female were the same." she pondered.
Max laughed then his breath caught as on of Liz's slender hands glided between his legs, seeking more of the primal differences between them. Enjoying her open curiosity, Max shifted, allowing her to find what she sought.
He was rewarded by a gentle exploration that brought him to the brink of losing control once more. He groaned, trying to stifle the overwhelming pulses of ecstasy. He was only partially successful.
With a soft sound, Liz touched the liquid silk of passion once more.
"How long," she asked softly, "do you think it would take you to get used to losing control?"
"I don't know," he admitted in a rueful voice, "but I get the feeling you're planning on finding out."
"Do you mind?" Liz's voice was as gentle as her fingers curling around him. Exploring and memorizing him with slow movements of her hand even as she cupped him in her palm. "I love touching you Max. I love watching your eyes narrow and your whole body tighten as you fight against losing control. You're so strong, Max. I love that strength."
When Liz's eyes looked up into his with a questioning one, trying to find out if she should go on, Max swallowed. "Touch me any way you like. Let me touch you in the same way," Max said, words pouring recklessly from his lips as hungers he had never known existed were called from him by Liz's hands. "Le me show you everything I ever wanted with you, Liz. And then let me give you things you can't even imagine yet.
"Yes," Liz whispered, drawing her nails very lightly down his straining flesh. "As long as I can keep touching you."
Max made a thick sound as Liz's words and hands aroused him beyond belief.
Then he saw Liz reached for the bottle of chocolate syrup.
His eyes widened and met her shy, half smile, and half devilish look.
Liz then looked back down to where her other hand still touched him. She slowly poured the chocolate over the tip, with the same slowness that he had shown her nipples, just to drive him crazy.
The feel of the cool liquid against his hot flesh caused him to jump again, and bit his lip. OH GOD! Who would have thought that he and Liz would be here in her kitchen... like this!
Then he watched as Liz bent forward, sending her hair sliding across his naked legs and the far more sensitive flesh she was cradling in her hands. The cool golden brown strands were in violent contrast to Max's own heat, but nothing was as stark as the searing instant when her lips parted and the tip of her tongue caressed the same satin texture that had so intrigued her fingers.
Liz tasted chocolate and the silk liquid of Max and felt drunk. He was beautiful! This was beautiful! She nibbled her way down his shaft, following the path of the chocolate.
Max couldn't take another second. He felt the first shuddering pulses of release tear through his body. With a low sound he gave himself to ecstasy and to the girl who was watching him with wonder in her eyes.
When Max could breathe once more, he brought Liz’s hands up his body and kissed them.
"Now you know," He said.
Liz smile was another kind of caress. "Yes."
" And now it's my turn to know you the same way."
Liz's eyes widened. Just the thought made her legs tremble and they started to collapse beneath her.
Max caught her up in his arms and lifted her once more onto the table.
He was back in control, and wanted to love his Liz the way she had loved him. He too wanted to see her, where he'd never seen a girl before. He wanted to do some exploring and experimenting of his own. And he wanted to make Liz lose control as he had.
He took the bottle of chocolate once again, and poured it over her chest and beautiful tight tummy.
Max met Liz's glazed eyes. "What are you thinking?" he asked.
"I was thinking of being kissed." Liz answered honestly. She couldn't be any other way with Max.
"Here?" He touched the velvet tip of one breast.
Liz trembled as pleasure showered through her. "Yes."
"And here?"
The other peak hardened beneath his gentle touch. "Yes," she whispered.
"I'm thinking about it, too."
Max bent and kissed Liz's breasts, brushing his lips across her slowly, repeatedly, enjoying the breaking of her breath at each caress. He lapped up the chocolate with relish. Liz and chocolate... he thought again... nothing in the world could be better.
Max's long, strong fingers caressed her tiny waist, then retreated down her body, and he undid her jeans.
Liz lifted for him as Max slid them and her panties down her legs at the same time.
Liz was breathing harder now, like she had just run a mile. Max's own blazing stare at her most feminine core was making her wild.
"I'm thinking of kissing you here too,” he admitted and gently slid his hand over her soft curls and touched the very hot tip of her essence. She was soft, sultry, welcoming.
"Open for me," he whispered bending down, and gently easing her legs further apart.
The gently brush of Max's fingertips between her thighs was exquisite. Liz gave a ragged little sigh and shifted her legs, allowing him more freedom. The gliding probing intimacy of his fingers made her gasp.
Max eased her folds apart and sucked in his own breath. The beauty of an opening flower. She was all pink and wet and Liz.
"Oh God Liz..." he choked out and slid a finger up into her folds, caressing her as he slid slowly forward.
"My hot little Liz" he said as he slid one finger up into her with liquid ease.
"I can feel how much you liked making me lose control. I'm going to enjoy doing the same to you."
Gently, Max bore Liz back onto the table until she was lying down.
"Tell me if I hurt you. Or you want me to stop." he said easing a second finger into her. "You're so small..."
Liz shuddered.
"Did that hurt?" Max stopped his movements.
"No! Oh God no. It’s that lightening thing." she admitted and caused Max to smile around his own building passion. The feel of his fingers inside Liz, and watching her spread out on the table before for him had his breath coming in harshly again.
He reached for the chocolate once again and with eyes blazing into hers, he poured it over her sensitive flesh and his fingers that were still inside her.
Max was beyond thought now as he kneeled down and spread her legs even wider.
Liz could only shiver in anticipation and close her eyes, waiting for the feel of Max's mouth where she needed him most right now.
A hard thumb circled the satin knot of nerves that was no longer hidden. Streams of
pleasure burst though her, making her cry out. When Max lifted his thumb, Liz moaned a protest. He smiled and redoubled his touch inside her, pressing sensually, teasing them with what it would feel like to be filled by him completely.
"That's it Liz,” Max said, bending closer to her. “ Tell me you like my hands as much as I liked yours."
His tongue slipped out between his lips and he finally touched the tip of her knot that was also covered with chocolate.
He circled the satin nub, touching her with what felt like a whip of fire. The caress excited her beyond bearing and Liz reared up, pushing her hips closer to him.
Pleasure burst again for her, and she felt a hot rain that she shared helplessly with him.
"Sweet Liz" he said, tasting her.
:"Max," she said urgently, for the tension in her was becoming unbearable. " I..."
"It's okay Liz... let it happen... for me..." Max said hoarsely as he took his tongue and laved the whole length of her.
The combination of chocolate and Liz's own special liquid almost made his own head burst with the pleasure and tastes.
Liz cried out and gripped Max's hair. She pushed up harder against him, trying to get him even closer to her.
Her hands in his hair only heightened the pleasure for him. Knowing he was driving her beyond the brink.
The zone... he remembered, and concentrated on finding it with his fingers once more, and then flicked his tongue over her again. As Liz's liquid responses continue, Max made a low sound of satisfaction and encouragement, asking for more of her response. Luring her closer and closer to the brink of ecstasy with each flick of his tongue.
Then he found it... he felt her gasp and her inner clenching and knew he had found her spot. He pressed up against it with his fingers and flicked his tongue faster.
He couldn't get enough of her. He was getting as much pleasure out of this as Liz! God the things he was doing to her. That he had only dreamed about in his wildest moments. It was really happening!
Suddenly an anguished pleasure was torn from Liz and her whole body tightened and her hips reared up making Max take her deeper with his fingers and tongue. Liz called Max's name again and again and was answered by the caress whose intimacy ripped away the world, hurtling her into wild ecstasy.
With a scream of his name, Liz lost all control.
After a few moments, Max reluctantly released Liz’s shivering flesh and kissed a path up her body, taking the chocolate left behind with him as he went.
Her eyes opened, dazed by pleasure whose aftermath was still rippling through her in ever widening rings.
Max crawled up onto the table with Liz and leaning over her, he pushed the wet strands of hair out of her face and watched her.
"Such beautiful eyes," he said. "Beautiful mouth, beautiful breasts, beautiful... Liz."
Liz saw he luminous approval and love in Max's glance and shivered again. She slid her arm around him, urging him to press full length against her. Needing to feel him along her whole body.
Understand her need, for it was also his own, he braced his weight on his elbows and lowered himself until he touched every inch of her.
Sighing, Liz hugged Max even closer, quivering with every other breath; still captive to the ecstasy he had given her. The weight and textures of his body covering hers felt incredibly good. Even the sticky chocolate that they now shared between their bodies was exciting. Without thinking, Liz rubbed against him, liking the heat and strength of him.
He eased more of his weight onto her, no longer trying to keep this from happening.
When Liz sensed the hard masculine need in Max, her breath came swiftly.
"You have the darndest effect on me." Max teased.
Liz laughed. She loved teasing and playing with Max just as much as she loved the intense moments.
As she started to sit up, Max immediately lifted off of her to give her that room.
But they both still sat on the table now just looking at each other with those burning soulful eyes.
Liz reached for the chocolate and this time she poured it on his chest and down his stomach.
As she leaned over him, bolder now, Max laid back down for her and just let her nibble her way around his chest and stomach.
He had such a strong solid chest and stomach. It was so tight and full of ridges. God how she loved him. All of him. And here she was, in her own kitchen, with Max spread out naked for her, and she was nibbling every bare inch of him.
When Liz poured more chocolate on his throbbing, hard passion, he laughed and pulled the bottle away. He was quite covered in chocolate now, and Liz had been tasting every inch of him, but he was done playing... he needed her now.
Liz saw the serious yearning in his eyes and her own melted into him. She felt him reach between them again, since Liz was now on top of him, and he slid one, then two fingers back into her.
Liz whimpered and threw her leg farther over Max's bare hip, to give him more room.
Suddenly Max flipped them over and was on top again.
She could see all the play had left his face. It was tense and filled with passion.
Liz shivered at the total intensity of Max's eyes and felt her insides melt and answer his matching desire.
Max felt the liquid satin rain over his fingers again and knew she was as ready as she ever would be.
Max slowly eased his fingers in and out of Liz, to get her into the rhythm, and he leaned over her once more to kiss her parted lips and to seek out her tongue with his.
The taste of Liz's mouth all warm and sweet was as intoxicating as the rest of her. She was perfect in every way to him.
He moved his fingers in and out, teasing and rubbing his thumb against her nub, until Liz was sobbing and arching her hips up once more.
Then Max got up on his knees, slide his fingers out of her, and met her eyes.
Liz couldn't breath... she needed Max inside her now! She saw his hug straining flesh and tried to remind herself that this was possible. But he was so big and pulsing.
Then she realized Max was waiting for her to make the move. Gently, and with love in her eyes she reached for his pulsing hard flesh, and wrapped her hand around it.
The groan from Max had her eyes fly up to his and she saw the burning love in his eyes, as she stared leading him to her.
Max followed her down, as she led him into her.
The first touch of his tip to her wet moistness almost did him in. He bit his lips, closed his eyes for the last bit of control, and then met Liz's eyes as he slowly, ever so slowly eased his pulsing heat into her.
Liz just met his eyes, their souls touching as did their bodies, and she was amazed at how Max filled her inch-by-inch, so completely.
They both felt the barrier, and Max hesitated a second. He didn't want to hurt her. Not ever!
Liz knew this and did it for him. She ran her hands down his back, over his trim waste, and then caressed his butt, before she pushed him into her with her hands on his cheeks, and her own body arching up to meet him.
Max groaned as the last few inches were penetrated, and then he stayed perfectly still.
He didn't know how long he could do this, since his body wanted to move so badly, but he would die before hurting Liz. She had to be ready for this. He knew she must be hurting right now.
He met her eyes again, and saw her smile, acceptance, love and awe.
"Max... God... you're inside me!" she said in amazement.
Max too couldn’t' believe it. But his flesh was totally enveloped in Liz's loving warmth and heat. Where he had always dreamed of being.
He loved her so much. His Liz. He leaned down and kissed her. He had to take her mouth again. He loved tasting her, any part of her. He couldn’t' get enough.
Liz arched up into the kiss and pulled Max closer to her, her hands gently raking down his back. She played chase with his tongue and just tasted and loved Max's mouth as well.
It was Liz who moved first. She felt the building pressure that needed releasing. She also felt the constant fullness and throbbing coming from Max.
He groaned when she started to move, but she told him it was okay, and cupped his cheek with her hand.
“My big strong Max, please love me. Make love to me Max. Now!" she pleaded. She wanted to lose all control with him.
Max broke at her words. He gritted his teeth, his eyes burning into hers, and kissed her once more.
"I love you Liz. God I adore you!"
Those were Max last words as he lost control and pushed in and out of Liz, faster and faster. He felt Liz with him, felt her rhythm matching his, and knew she was okay. That she was with him and not hurting. Connecting with her did have its advantages. He would know immediately if she was uncomfortable or hurting.
Max felt Liz's own passion ready to explode, and he moved faster. He couldn’t' get enough of her, and he could tell from Liz's pleas and her clenched hands on his butt, that she wanted more. Wanted it harder. They were both out of control, and needing that final fulfillment.
Max was pounding into her, with her cries of pleasure leading him on.
He knew he was going to lose it in a second. He couldn’t' keep this up. He reached between their heated bodies and he found her swollen nub pushed up against his pulsing shaft. He pressed down on it gently, and then rubbed it.
Liz cried out as she suddenly exploded.
Her broken cries of release stripped away the last of Max's control. He drove into her again and again while the sweet violence of release consumed him as completely as it had her. With harsh, shouts he spent himself repeatedly inside her soft, shivering body.
Then he held her, rocking her, hoarsely saying her name over and over as he caressed one of this big hands down over her soft hair and cupped her cheek.
He looked into her eyes and saw she was smiling brightly. Totally satisfied and still in a daze of passion. Both of their bodies were still humming.
Max... you feel… so good" Liz sighed. Max just answered her by covering her still trembling mouth with his for a loving kiss.
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They lay on the floor together. Max had grabbed a throw blanket from the couch and put it on the floor. Now Liz was curled up in his arms.
Liz was smiling, her mind elsewhere.
"Oh no. Are you thinking about what you are going to write in that journal of yours?" Max teased, gently running a finger down Liz's shoulder and to her soft breast. He just loved touching her.
Liz obviously loved touching him, since she was gently holding his now only semi hard flesh. She hadn't taken her hands from him since he had returned with the blanket and placed her on it.
He loved being like this with Liz. Just having the freedom and right to touch her, and have her touch him.
Liz looked at Max with tenderness. It was time.
She reached for the journal that was now on the floor with all of their books and notes that had been pushed off the table earlier.
She held it to her, and then met Max' s eyes once again.
Max waited. When Liz smiled and handed it to him, he felt humbled and honored. And a little afraid.
Liz sensed the fear, since they were so closely connected right now.
"Max... trust me, there is nothing in there for you to be afraid of. I've loved you since forever, even before you saved me, I loved you. I didn't know it yet, but I was waiting for you. I want to give you my thoughts and soul now that I've given you my body and love."
Max swallowed at the beautiful words and took the book from Liz's hands, his eyes never leaving Liz's.
He sat up, flipped over onto his stomach and began to read. Liz curled up against his back and just enjoyed this time they had. It was incredible, it was amazing, and it was perfect! She still couldn't believe what she and Max had done! She smiled against his back and felt his muscles move beneath her as he turned the page.
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Liz was glowing the next day when Maria picked her up for school.
"So, did you get Max to lose enough of that control of his to kiss you?" Maria teased, seeing the excitement in Liz's eyes and assuming the answer would be yes.
When Liz blushed from head to toe Maria's eyes narrowed. Liz was positively glowing all over.
"Liz Parker!" Maria choked and then turned to her friend. "Tell me! Oh God girl! What did you do?"
Liz giggled and put her head back against the headrest. Then she smiled a bright, content smile and Maria screamed.
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As Maria and Liz walked into the school and toward their lockers, they could see Max waiting at Liz’s locker.
“Lover boy 12 O’clock.” Maria teased.
Maria was about to walk away when she saw Michael come up next to Max. Maria and Michael locked eyes, and Maria thought, oh no, are we going to start looking like Max and Liz. But secretly she was thrilled with the look Michael was giving her.
Max didn’t move from in front of Liz’s locker when she walked up. Liz just smiled and stepped between Max’s spread legs and leaned into him.
“Hey.” She whispered.
Max swallowed as Liz brushed up against him. He put his arms around her tiny waist and leaned his forehead against hers.
“Hey.” He said in his husky, gravely voice.
Michael gave a smirk, raised an eyebrow and pulled Maria away from the couple who were in their own world anyways.
“I don’t want to go to class…”Liz said, her breath already short, with just being this close to Max.
Max kept his hands lightly around Liz’s waist. He knew if he pulled her any closer, neither one of them would make it to class.
“I have a test this hour, and next hour we have that experiment due in biology remember?” He said whispering that last part in her ear.
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Liz shivered and could only nod. Neither one of them had gotten much sleep last night. How could she forget! After Max had finished her journal he had turned to her with his own eyes bright and had made love to her again.
Then, they had cleaned themselves off, not daring to get in the shower together, or they would never get the project finished. It took until around 2am to finish the project, make love once more on Liz’s bed, and then Max had to get home before his parents noticed he was still not home.
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Liz heard the bell ring for first hour and sighed. She did not want to leave the warmth of Max’s arms.
“Bye Max…see you in biology…” Liz said softly and slowly backed away.
Max looked like he wanted to stop her from stepping out of his arms, but he forced himself to nod, throw her a special grin and turn away to his own first hour class.
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Michael spent his whole first period staring at Maria when she wasn’t looking. He had been wanting to be with her again since the other night at the Crashdown, but last night, he had needed time to think about his feelings for Maria, and what he had told Max about wanting to continue to see Maria, no matter what.
Now he could tell that Max and Liz must have decided to start seeing each other too, after that display at Liz’s locker. So if Max thought his idea to be with Maria wasn’t a bad one, then why not go for it. Not that he would have listened to just Max. If Michael decided to be with Maria, he would be. And he had definitely decided.
When the bell rang for the end of the class, Michael got up, grabbed Maria’s hand and led her out and down the hall.
“Michael!” Maria sounded surprised.
Michael turned around once they were down the hall a bit, and looked down at Maria. “Yeah?” he asked, crossing his arms over his chest and smiling down at her.
“Well, where are we going?” She asked. She was flustered by the intense look in Michael’s eyes. What was he doing! He was starting to act like Max did when he looked at Liz. No wonder Liz was mush when Max was around. Her own legs felt weak, and she had to lean against the wall in the hallway, if she wanted to stay standing.
“Where do you want to go?” he smiled again, and raised an eyebrow.
“I…”oh the heck with it, Maria was not good at being shy and hesitant. She sighed and grabbed Michael’s hand herself, and headed for the eraser room.
When she closed the door and locked it she heard Michael chuckle. She turned to him and smiled too.
“Okay, so are you going to try to tell me this wasn’t what you had in mind?” Maria teased.
Michael shook his head. “Not me, I’d never try to pretend I didn’t want you right where you are.” He smirked and came closer to her.
“Michael…now that Liz and Max have…”
“Decided to stop fighting their feelings and start to date.” Michael finished for her.
Maria’s head came up from his chest, and then her eyes narrowed a little.
“You don’t know do you?” she asked.
“Know what?” Michael asked, frowning. He didn’t like not knowing things that everyone else seemed to already know.
“Umh…well…never mind.” Maria said. She thought Max and Michael talked about everything. She couldn’t break a confident of Liz’s.
“What? What did Liz tell you? I talked to Max the night before last and all he said was he was gonna think about starting to see Liz.” Michael frowned.
Maria blushed and nodded. “Yeah, that’s what they decided all right.”
Michael watched Maria’s expression quietly for a second, then saw her blush, remembered the easy closeness Max and Liz had shared this morning, and it hit him.
“DO YOU MEAN…”
“shhhhhh.” Maria waved a hand at him to lower his voice.
Michael started to smile. “You mean Maxmillian and Liz actually did IT last night??” he said.
Maria just smiled again and nodded. She really was happy for Liz and Max. She knew how they felt about each other.
“She really does love him Michael. She’s not normally like that.” Maria said, defending her best friend.
Michael remembered what he had read in Liz’s journal, and smiled.
“Yeah, I know how she feels about him. If Max took his walls down and let Liz in, I’m not surprised this happened.” He chuckled. Then he focused on Maria.
“So…where does that leave us?” he asked in a quiet voice.
Maria took a deep breath and waited, as Michael closed in on her. She leaned against the door for support, and then Michael’s arms were supporting her, holding her up, and she was lost.
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Max let out a loud breath when the bell for second period to be over, rang. He looked over at Liz and warned her what he was going to do to her.
Liz giggled. She couldn’t help it. All through biology, Max had tried to act so in control, and Liz couldn’t help be playful and tease him into losing that control.
Twice Max had had to sit down and pull his chair in under the table to hide his huge erection
Liz was incorrigible! She had teased him unmerciful. She had brushed against him constantly. Her tiny pebble hard nipples brushing against his chest, back, his arm. Everywhere she had rubbed, the area had burned Max.
Then, when she had slowly reached under the table and touched the semi arousal between his legs, he jumped, and stayed hard as a rock the rest of the hour. He could not concentrate on anything after that except the moment he would be able to take Liz again.
When they walked out of class, Max held his books over the front of his jeans, and led Liz down the hallway with the other hand.
Liz was right beside him, and they raced up the stairs to the eraser room.
Max saw the hall was empty, and he started kissing Liz against the eraser room door as he started to open it.
When the door didn’t open he realized it was locked, and groaned. He didn’t think he could make it another second without taking Liz. She was so hot and clinging to him, her breath coming in gasps against his neck.
He figured the door had been locked by the janitor, and quickly passed a hand over it and unlocked it.
As he walked into the room still holding Liz, he glanced around and froze.
Liz heard a squeak and turned around to see what had stopped Max in his tracks.
Michael was pulling his pants together, and Maria was pulling down her dress, her face bright red and flushed.
Liz stared, then put a hand over her mouth and smiled.
“I’m sorry Maria! We didn’t know.” She giggled.
“Well the door was locked! What did you think that meant, Max!?” a frustrated Michael threw at his best friend and he raked a hand through his spiked hair and tried to calm down.
Max just smiled wide. “Sorry about that Michael. Didn’t realize the place was taken this early in the morning.
“Well it is! Go find yourselves another place Max. I am not done with it yet!”
Maria squeaked again, her face turned redder, and she slapped Michael’s arm.
Michael realized how embarrassed Maria was, and that he wasn’t helping any, and tried to bring his emotions under control just a bit. For Maria’s sake.
Max just chuckled and taking Liz’s hand, they backed out of the room.
“Sorry buddy, it’s all yours.” Max nodded to Michael and with a huge grin on his face he closed and relocked the door.
“I don’t think this school is going to be big enough for two horny Czechoslovakians” Liz tossed out, raking a hand down Max’s muscular chest.
Max threw back his head and laughed. God he loved her.
End…