elmax oneshots

2. touch *°࿐

- sorry this hasn't been updated since like last month, whoops

 on a seperate note, y'all hyped for season 4 of st??? the trailers look dope, im so excited (sad about release date tho :/)

enjoy!!

warning: lime-ish (no shrex)

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MAX RUNS HER FINGERS THROUGH EL'S SILKY BROWN HAIR, smiling to herself while she thinks of how lucky she is to have the prettiest girl hawkins- better yet, indiana! and even better yet, the world. 

"what do you want to do today, el?" max asks, pulling lightly on a knot in el's hair. 

el squints and looks off into the corner of max's bedroom, thinking of something that they could do that would actually be fun. "hmm.. i don't really know. do you have any ideas?" 

"we couuld make out until billy gets back," max proposes, grinning, "or we could go see the stinky boys." 

she giggles and brings her hand down to cup el's cheek, which quickly turns hot with blush. el responds to the gesture fondly by smiling and pressing a chaste kiss to max's hand.

"i think i would prefer to kiss you than go see those guys. they smell like onions and rotten eggs all the time," el laughs. 

"eww, don't mention their stank," max grimaces, still chuckling, "such a turn-off." 

el just sighs with a smile and flips over so her and max's faces are mirrored. she glances down at max's lips, eyes flickering down even lower to her chest before she looks back into max's eyes lovingly. 

"you have pretty eyes, max," she says in a tone that is as small as it is silvery. she breaths in through the part in her lips harshly before continuing, "so pretty, i know i could get lost in them if i stare too long. but they are so gorgeous, it's hard not to stare at them." 

max's face turn red as she bites the inside of her bottom lip, clearly resisting from just smashing her lips against el's then and there. "you don't have to start all our make out sessions like that, you know." although she says things like that, el knows she likes it when she compliments her piercing blue eyes or radiant orange hair. 

"you know you like it," el smirks, giving an affectionate smooch to max's cheek. 

mouth agape, max shouts playfully, "you little-!" and she tickles el until the latter is below her, wrists pinned above her head. max's long, curly, red hair frames her face like drapes, almost curtaining the two of them from anything and anyone else. 

the eye contact between them remains for what would be an uncomfortable amount of time for some, but barely seems long enough for the couple, because before you know it, max is leaning down, connecting her slightly chapped lips to el's soft, wet ones. after a while of dating, they developed a sort of rhythm, and it works so perfectly--they work so perfectly. still, each time they kiss it feels unfamiliar and like it's happening for the first time all over again.  

"mm," max hums and pulls away ever so slightly, "are you using a new chapstick? you taste like watermelon."

"you noticed," el says happily, giving a quick peck to max's lips. "yes, it's new. i figured i'd switch it up." 

"i like it.. makes me wanna kiss you so much more," with that, max dives back in, just moving against el's lips for now. she likes taking her time with el; giving her everything she can give. eventually she swipes her tongue across el's bottom lip, asking for entrance. el smiles against max's lips before parting her lips, tongue tangling with max's. 

after a while of tongues twisting against and around each other, max gains her dominance back. she licks the roof of el's mouth and weaves her fingers into the brown locks.

el pulls away this time, breathing heavily. "max, max?" her voice is breathless and bordering on nervous. 

"yeah, gorgeous?" max sounds even more nervous than el, and eons more concerned. "did i do something wrong?" 

el quickly shakes her head, "no no. you are perfect, i just wanted to remind you." 

max smiles meekly and turns even more red. "you're so cute, oh my gosh," max squeaks, pressing little kisses all over el's face. 

when max ventures too close to el's lips, the latter pulls her back in to a heated passionate kiss. while she brushes her tongue along max's teeth, el traces her fingers down max's spine, causing the redhead to shudder pleasantly under the light touch. once el reaches the end of max's t-shirt, her nimble fingers venture under the hem to feel warm, bare skin. she trails upwards with her fingertips until she can feel the lace on max's bra. she feels tempted to unhook the clasps and just go for it, although, she fears max wouldn't be okay with that; they've never done anything more than making out. 

max feels the uncertainty of el's feathery touches along the hem and wire and sits up, looking down at el. before anything, she flips her hair out her face and even pushes aside a few stray, baby hairs on el's face, making the view clear for both of them. hastily, she pulls her shirt off, revealing a plain black bra, with a floral-esque pattern lace lining the hem and cups. 

el's eyes widen and try to shift away from the sight, but then again she supposes she asked for this, and does want to see max topless. her face grows impossibly red as she looks at max's pale torso. her chest is paler than the rest of her body but much alike to everything else, it's painted in freckles. 

"do you want to touch?" max asks in a sultry tone, laced with apprehension. she is blushing just as much, if not more, than el is, and it's visible even on her chest now. 

el opens her mouth to speak but no words come out, instead a choked sound exits. "i-i.. i do? i do, i think. am i allowed?" 

max nods. she smiles softly at el's timidness. "yes, you're allowed," she says quietly, "i'll help you." max grabs el's hands gently, lifting them to her chest, cupping her breasts. "good, comfortable?" 

wordless, el just nods slowly, directing her focus to max's face, her complexion is rosy and glowing and her normally bright blue eyes are dark with lust. "it's-- i'm great. are you good?"

max nods and kisses el on the forehead, then on the lips. "perfect," she murmurs against her mouth. 

prodding el to touch her more, max starts making a hickey on el's neck, near her pulse. in response to the sucking, el's back arches and her hands attempt to squeeze shut on instinct, instead kneading max's boobs marginally. when max replies with a low hum and sharp nip, el realizes what she has done and opens her mouth to apologize.

"max, i am-- i'm so sorry. i really didn't mean to," she explains hurriedly, pulling her hands away. 

max chuckled and sighed. "el, how can you be so innocent? when you touch me like that, it feels good." 

"i was never taught this stuff.." el looks away, embarrassed. 

"that's okay, gorgeous," max kisses all over el's face, "i'll help you figure out what you like, yeah?" 

"yeah. can we do that another day though? i just f--" 

"hey, yes, of course, no need to rush. also no need to explain, i'll never do something you don't want to do." 

"then.. can we cuddle?" el smiles warmly. 

"duh!" max rolls over so she was next to el, as opposed to being on top of her. "c'mere, cutie." 

el crawls right up next to max so her head was resting above max's heart. "are you going to put your shirt back on?" 

"nahh, too hot anyways."