When in Vegas - lestappen - Max x Charles

23. Dare

Charles pov
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I greet Max with a hug. I'm so glad he chose to make it. He hands me a bouquet of flowers, I can't help but blush. I take Max's hand and lead him aboard my yacht. With the help of Pierre and his boyfriend I was able to set everything up perfectly. There was a string of fairy lights up and a little dinning table with some candles surrounding it.

"This looks stunning Charlie, just like you." Max places a kiss on my temple. Before walking over to the table and pulling out my seat.

Graciously I accept his action not being used to it. Max proceeds to sit across from me. It's a bit awkward at first.

"So, I would ask you how your flight went but you flew in with me." Max chuckles trying to break the silence.

"Well we kind of know a lot about each other already, what's something we don't know?" I look at him recalling our carting days.

"Uh, you know about my dads abuse, my relationship abuse, um dick size?" I turn red. That's probably the only thing I actually don't know about Max. For Christs sake I know how he likes to sleep.

"To be honest, that's probably the only thing you don't know about me also." This was taking a turn back to awkwardness. Thank the lord that the food started coming out right on schedule.

"Charles, are these kababs?" I can see his eyes light up. Max lives, laughs, loves kababs.

"Yes they are cherí, I know you really like them and can only have them on special occasions so, I thought could count as one." He's beaming not really paying attention to me, he's too focused on his kababs.

"I'm in love!" Max is just going to town on his food oblivious to the outside world.

"Who made this, I need to higher them." He stops eating momentarily and stairs me down.

"Yuki." He looks absolutely stunned.

"YUKI!"

"Yea, he and pear helped me set this up." I look down at my plate grateful for my friend's help.

"That makes sense, I don't see anything that's been burnt or burning." I give Max a dirty look and snatch his kabab.

"Liefje I was joking, please give me my kabab back." He try's to snatch it back off my plate but I don't let him.

Max smirks. "We can play it this way if you want."

He takes my wine and downs it. I really liked that wine. I take a bite out of his food. I've never seen Max look so devastated and offended.

"My kabab!" He whines.

"These more in the kitchen I had Yuki make extra." Max no longer looks offended and gets up to go to the kitchen. He pauses and looks back at me sheepishly.

"Where's the kitchen love?" I smile and shake my head. Taking his hand I lead him below deck.

Before we are able to get there Max pushes me against the wall and kisses me roughly.

"The food looked good but you look better." Max tells me in between kisses. I feel my face flush with color. I kiss him back, we start to walk towards a different direction.

We continue making out as I lead us into a bedroom. Max aims for my shirt signing me to pull it off. I gladly comply. Soon we're both shirtless, Max pushes me gently into the mattress as he climbs onto me straddling my hips.

He looks so hot with his toned biceps. Max reaches for my neck pulling me up to meet his kisses making me moan in the process. His lips get me drunk even when I am sober.

I had never been dominated much less been a bottom. This is going to be an interesting learning curve. Max somehow notices my light hesitation.

"Don't worry love, we don't have to go all the way tonight. Well do whatever you're comfortable with. Why don't we use safe words, yes?" I nod just listening to what he had to say.

"Let's use traffic lights. Green means that you're ok to continue, yellow means that you want me to slow down, and red means you uncomfortable and you want me to stop all together." Max smiles as he kisses my cheek awaiting my answer.

"Green."

Max continues to kiss me moving his lips from my lips to my neck, taking his time leaving little hickys as he works his way down. He stops at my chest, I've gotten slightly insecure with how my body looked recently and him staring was making me nervous.

"You look beautiful liefde." He shifts his eyes to meet mine. I can tell he meant every word with the utmost sincerity.

Max breaks eye contact by kissing my lips softly once more while his hands trail down to my pants slowly unbuttoning them. He pauses and awaits my response.

"Green"

Max takes off my pants leaving me to his mercy. I was sprawled out in front of him waiting to see how we would proceed.

"Liefde, I'm going to be honest I've never had sex with a guy I kinda don't know what I'm doing." I start to laugh. We're both clueless as hell. 

"I feel like it's my first time once again, nervous and unsure where to but it." At this point I'm laughing hysterically because I know exactly how max feels.

"Why don't we just watch a move cherí?" Max nods and takes off his pants. I look at him funny. 

"So we can be matching, plus if we fall asleep we'll be comfortable." He did have a point. I scoot over so that we can both sit on the bed together.

We are about halfway through Cars 2 when we start making out again completely ignoring the movie.

"Can I suck you off?"

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AN:
sorry this took longer than usual, had two midterms this week. Stressful af.