With two transgenics? Yes, there was bound to be more than a few eye-opening moments, especially in the position the two were in now. Max barely controlled the urge to rip his shirt off. She didn't know where this came from, this feeling, this sudden and urgent need to be with Alec, and part of her didn't care. Actually, most of her didn't care. All she could think about was his hands, through her hair and the fingers dancing over the barcode on the back of her neck. Absentmindly, she brushed her fingers over his. Was this why? Was it truly because they were who they were? Transgenics? No, she remembered the other couples on the street. It wasn't just because of who they were, but it guaranteed it was bound to be more than a little R-rated.
Brown eyes shifted to the numerous figures still crowded on the street, some definitely not abiding by the statement Alec made moments ago and turned back to him. He was right. In her former moments prior, she would have said for one of the few times ever, but not now. Insulting him was the furthest thing from her mind. Assulting him in the best means possible? That was still a definite "Yes". "I can agree to that", she murmured against his lips. Oh, but one more kiss. They were too tempting to pull away from...just one more-
He was already there, lips on her lips, kiss powerful and she was overwhelmed by the feeling of his skin on her skin, hands on her face, all over again. It felt so good. Slowly, she pulled away,but barely an inch. She wanted contact with him still, even lips ghosting over each other and the feel of his breath on her skin. "Your place or mine?" Max didn't like the two of them having separate places; she'd make sure that would change, but first, this.