Max knew he was Out of Bounds.
Sadie's room. Out of Bounds.
The Diva had all ready left, on time for her 4pm breakfast. The length of her departures while the sun was up varied. If it was dark, she definitely wouldn't be home until morning. There were times she didn't come back at all. Max figured, what she didn't know wouldn't hurt her.
He only wanted to try on a shirt in her long mirror.
He poked his head through the psychedelic beads that guarded her 'Space.' The coast was clear and the shirt he wanted to try on was draped over her vanity chair, as if waiting for him. "Hellooo cerulean." He sniggered to himself, slipping the soft fabric over his arms. It was a rather androgynous button down blouse, but a woman's blouse nonetheless. With yellow buttons and white trim. Sadie looked like an absolute fox in it, but she looked like that in everything. Yesterday's perfume still clinging to the fabric.
Max didn't bother buttoning the shirt, he'd be taking right off anyhow. Instead he turned to the side a little, checking himself in the back. The cream coloured trousers he wore matched the trim in the shirt somewhat and couldn't help but notice how great his ass looked.
He turned back around enthusiastically, eyeing Sadie's shiny lips gloss. "Hmm Watermelon or Cherry?" He said, quickly brushing some of the slick substance across his lower lip and returning it to the top of the vanity.
"The hell are you doin' in here?" Sadie's fierce voice cut the air, pointing a perfectly manicured finger in his direction. Max wheeled around, eyes wide and apologetic. Prepared to make up whatever story or excuse he had to.
"I told you, school boy," Sadie drawled, "Outta' bounds." She dropped her finger, a smile playing on her face as she quirked a perfectly arched brow. "That... Is that my shirt you're wearin'... Max?"
Max glanced down at the peacock blue blouse, "Uh yeah... Well. Blue's my color." He said as casually as possible, plucking at an invisible bit of lint.
Sadie's amused expression remained constant, "You ah... Hm... wearin' my lipgloss too, huh?"
"Well... I..." He grasped for an explanation, "Chapped lips. Air is... Dry."
"Mmhmm." She nudged him aside and leaned in close to the looking glass, drawing the lipgloss along her own plump, peachy lips. "I know exactly what you mean, sugar." She said, voice thick with a silent understanding of more than chapped lips, smacking hers afterward.
"Well... Put it back when you're done." She told him, her cowboy boots and throaty laugh echoing down the hall.
Max sighed in relief, laughing to himself as well. He turned back to the vanity mirror, pulling Sadie's brush through his overgrown blonde hair, singing to himself.
I get by with a little help from my friends,
From my friends...
"Am I interuptin' anythin'?" A familiar voice chanted.
Max turned slowly and with a touch of shame. His eyes fixed on his best friend Jude, who was leaning against the doorframe with his hands jammed in his pockets. He smirked in Max's direction, amusement playing in his hazel eyes. Dark, messy hair fell onto his neck and forehead as he stepped nonchalantly Out of Bounds with a breathy chuckle.
"Just tryin' it on fer' size, I suppose?" He asked teasingly. Max nodded wordlessly, cheeks flaring crimson and for once at a loss for words. Jude sauntered forward, long, elegant fingers stained black with charcoal extended toward him. "Well, better do it up then, yeah?"
Jude began at the lowest button, hovering achingly over the waistband of Max's trousers. He swallowed hard, trying desperately hard to suppress his stiffening member as Jude gently poked the yellow button through the slit. He moved to the next one, fingers slightly brushing Max's skin.
Max watched him, heart pounding against the inside of his chest as Jude's fingers worked. A wave of energy surged through him as the other passed over his abdomen, electric stings pricking him deliciously where contact was made. As Jude ascended, Max wondered fearfully if he could feel the thudding of his heart inside his ribcage through the thin blouse.
Jude fastened the button second closest to the top, leaving one fashionably unopened. He gripped the collar, giving it a slight tug forward to straighten it out. Max teetered forward on his toes.
"Looks good on yeh'," Jude whispered, breath brushing across Max's lips. "Brings out yer' eyes."
Max's azure orbs locked onto Jude's earthy ones. They glittered devilishly and for that moment Max was sure he was dreaming.
Jude brushed their lips together gently, his hand moving up to rest on Max's neck, thumb passing lazily over his jaw. Max returned the kiss blissfully, leaning into the other's body and enveloping himself in his warmth. He felt the brush of tongue against his lips and parted them eagerly, meeting Jude's silken tongue with his.
Max allowed his hands to roam, falling to rest on Jude's hips and pulling him firmly forward. His best friend moaned as their bodies made contact, pushing him backward into Sadie's dresser. Max felt Jude's erection through his jeans against him as he was forced backward. Jude lifted him slightly, sitting him on the dresser top and slipping between his thighs. Jude thrust against him, groaning in response to the contact. Max sighed out blissfully, his hips jerking up against the others.
After a few moments of erratic motions, Jude slowed to a stop, breaking the kiss. He pulled back slowly, eyes fixed on Max's the whole time. Jude didn't seemed particularly perturbed, he seemed simply amused.
"Tasty... Cherry, eh?" He bit his lip and winked before turning on his heel and strolling out of the room in Jude's Devil-May-Care manner.
Max quickly shrugged Sadie's shirt off of his shoulders. Her digital alarm clock blinked 4:20 in bright red as he abandoned it on her vanity chair and taking off to the bathroom for a... Shower.
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