Mithross- Mithzan and Ross Lemon Fanfic (Completed)

Chapter 16- Mithoss All The Way

*SMUT AT ONE POINT! I WILL GIVE ANOTHER WARNING WHEN IT'S TIME*

Max's POV:

We had moved all of Tim's belongings into Adam's house a week ago, and we're having a goodbye party tonight. I was getting the drinks while Rossypoo~ was getting the snacks. Adam told me to get beer, wine, and a few sodas.

We could all legally drink except for Ross, so I decided it would be okay. Ross came over looking exhausted with some chips, pretzels, and pistachios. I walked over to him and put the drinks in. "What have you been doing, Squirrel?"

"Really, Max?" He looked down at the shopping cart full of stuff. "Fair point. Let's go?" "Ye." He answered. I ruffled his hair and he growled. "C'mon, Max!" "I thought I was supposed to be Mad Max." I teased. He glared at me and I laughed.

"It was a joke!" I put my hand on his shoulder and laughed more. He jabbed his finger into my side and I screeched, not expecting it. I blushed furiously as people stared at me. "Ross..!" I grumbled. He smiled as we went into a self-checkout.

"I'll pay." I said, pulling out my wallet. Ross yanked it out of my hand and took out his, putting mine where his was. "You can pay with this wallet, but not that one." He said. "Ross-"

"No," He interrupted, "you're not paying with your own money." He smiled and kissed my cheek. "Fine, but next time, this won't happen." I paid with his wallet and gave it back to him.

~FIRST TIME SKIP I'VE EVER PUT AS A TIME SKIP~

Ross's POV:

It was an hour into the party and everyone was drunk as Hell. I sighed, being under the drinking limit. Max came up to me. "Hey, Drunk Max." I smiled a little. "I'm not that drunk." He answered. "Oh, I'm sorry. Everyone's just really drunk.."

"Yeah, don't worry, though." We continued to talk until Adam laughed and pushed Max, not realizing it. He pushed me down on accident, and immediately went to catch me. He barely caught me and helped me up. I looked up t him, and we stared for a moment.

I moved my head closer to him in instinct, still in the position in which he caught me in. He sealed the kiss, and he tasted completely of alcohol. and I opened my eyes to see him smiling, and I wondered how he could be so drunk yet still be able to function completely, and not even know he was drunk.

I closed my eyes, and only thought about this moment, about our love. He finally parted and we were panting. I stood up with his help, and he smiled. I looked around to see everyone minding their own business, then looked back to Max and grabbed his arm. I dragged him upstairs, him stumbling to keep up.

We arrived at my room and I brought him in, shut the door, and turned around to him forcing himself upon me. I was shocked at first, but then went with it. "You brought me up here, I'm taking control now." He said, smirking.

I loved this man. He was mine. At that moment I realized I had been in my mind, not noticing what he was doing, but still doing something in order of it.

*SMUT TIME!*

He had undressed him and I fully. I blushed as I realized this, and he stared at me with his eyes full of lust. He started walking towards me, and I wanted to tease him. I backed up until I hit a wall. I realized I was cornered. He smirked, and when he was about to pin me, I ducked.

"Fuck!" He yelled. I crawled under him and stood up, pinning him to the wall. "Guess who's in control now." I smirked. "Me!" He yelled, and switched us to the other wall, which he pinned my arms above my head so I couldn't escape. I smiled, finally letting him take over. He kissed and bit my neck, trying to find my sweet spot.

I smiled and got up, walking away. I turned around to see Max confused and sad. I walked to my dresser and pulled out some clothes. I threw some over to him, and he tried to catch them, missing the clothes by a mile. He looked beside them and went to grab them, but missed again.

He must've been really drunk by now. I frowned, and he looked directly at me. I walked over to him and sat on the bed. He reached around for the clothes, grabbed them, and stared straight at me. It was like he was drunk, and couldn't see anything/control his body, but when he looked at me, he could do everything perfectly fine.

I decided to test him. "Go unlock the door for a second." He looked confused but listened. He walked over to the wall about 4 inches from the door and reached for the lock, which was way lower than it's actual level. "Never mind, come here." I said.

He came over and I held up 4 fingers. "How many?" "4, why wouldn't there be?" I smiled as I realized he could see all four fingers. I grabbed him and pulled him onto me. *SMUT IS NOW OVER, DON'T WORRY MY CHILDREN. YOU'RE PROFANITY IS SAFE, UNLESS YOU READ THAT*