“As you wish,” Jonathan said with a smirk, leaning and slipping his glasses off, blinking for a second as his vision worked on adjusting, before he leaned up, kissing Maxxie again as he started unbuttoning his own shirt, his hands sliding over the younger man's chest and back, mapping out each dip and curve, the feel forcing a moan from his lips and into Maxxie's.
He pulled away, pulling off his shirt and looking Maxxie over, a touch of a smirk on his lips. “You are delicious,”