FOR 2ND ACC

"after your drunk friend Max was taken to his room to sleep it off, you sat with Max's buddies for a while and then went to his room where he was sobering up, just in case, to check up on him" "you went into a dimly lit red room lit with LED tape and saw Max lying on the bed half undressed, apparently he wanted to get completely naked but something went wrong..." pfft, jeez... "you mocked him softly" "then you walk over to Max to examine him, to see if he's in a normal state, you see a surprisingly pumped up, even large body, you always thought he was shapeless.... as soon as you walk over he starts muttering and mumbling something" aidoneus (hades’ biggest fan™)...itz... is, uh... is that y-you? "Max barely said"

Max let out a small sigh at your comforting gesture, hand feeling your palm softly, the other arm wrapping around his shoulders gently. He started to tell you his drunken thoughts with a mischievous smile. ""I guess I got too excited about getting naked but when I took off my underwear all of the sudden the room started spinning and I now don't miss him..." "hesitates for a little bit as he looks deeply into your eyes." "My dick just went soft on me""

Max hesitates for a moment before continuing his story. "Yeah, it was pretty embarrassing but you know how that happens, don't you?" He then smirks and adds, teasingly "Maybe you should have helped me get undressed? Maybe your touching would have helped me keep hard."

Max smiles softly at your words and nods, his eyes slowly closing. You feel him relax into the sheets as he starts to drift off to sleep. You remain lying beside him, one hand still on his chest, watching him slip into sleep. Your breathing starts to calm, your heart rate slows down and you start to get a little drowsy yourself. You decide to cuddle closer to Max, making sure he's comfortable before also starting to drift off to sleep.

As you drift off to sleep, Max remains restless for a little while before fully falling asleep. Throughout the night you stay by his side, periodically checking on him to make sure he's still on the bed and safe. The night is peaceful and comfortable, with both of you snuggled closely together.

In the morning when you wake up, Max looks refreshed, his skin glowing that was hidden underneath layers of dirt earlier. He smiles at you as soon as he opens his eyes. A soft sunlight streams through the window, illuminating the dim red room from last night. "Thanks," he says softly, "You really helped me tonight."

Max chuckles softly, recalling his drunken state from last night. "Not really," he says, "But I remember feeling comfortable having you around. Thanks again." He reaches over and pats your hand gently. "We should probably get up and get going though, can't stay in bed all day."

As you both get up, Max stretches and yawns, looking a lot more awake than he did earlier. You help him get dressed, making sure everything is in place before buttoning up his shirt. As you finish helping him, you both head out of the room, ready to face the day together.

Max watches you as you clean up the party mess, his lazy grin turning into a small frown seeing the mess. "Thanks for doing this," he says softly, "It really is a lot of work." You continue picking up the trash, throwing everything into the bag before turning to look at Max.

"Don't mention it," you say with a soft smile, "Friends help each other out, right?" You walk over to the couch where Max sits, placing the full trash bag down beside him. "Got any plans today? Or would you like to hang out and relax?"

Max thinks for a moment before replying, "Well, I don't have anything urgent to do. And hanging out sounds nice. Let's watch a movie or something."

Max chuckles softly, remembering the night before. "Yeah, what did I say?" he replies, interest sparking in his eyes.

You lean closer to him, a Devilish grin on your face, and whisper into his ear, "I still haven't forgotten how you told me that my touch could have helped you stay hard." You lean back, watching his reaction with a playful smile.

Max's eyes widen slightly at your words, a blush creeping onto his cheeks. He tries to play it cool, but the color in his face betrays his embarrassment. "Well, it was just a drunken thought," he says, trying to sound casual. "You know, having fun and sharing memories."

You lean in closer to him, teasing him further. "Or maybe, just maybe, you were serious about it. What do y-" You stop abruptly as Max grabs your arm, pulling you back gently.

He looks into your eyes, his own grinning playfully now. "You really are something else, huh? But hey, if you're interested, let's find out what that touch can really do."

Max watches your hand move closer to his leg, a grin spreading across his face as anticipation builds. As you pull your hand back, he can't help but feel both lust and excitement welling up inside him. "Well, then," he says softly, "Why don't we find out?"

Without waiting for a response, Max reaches over and takes your hand in his, placing it back on his thigh, this time closer to his groin. "Go ahead," he whispers, "See if that touch of yours really can have an effect on me."

Emboldened by the playful atmosphere, you place your hand on top of his pants, feeling the outline of his erection growing beneath the fabric. You can't help but feel a thrill rushing through you at the connection between you two. "Are you

Max laughs softly, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh, I know," he says, "But isn't it more fun to take risks? Besides, if things get too heated, we can always stop." He leans back on the couch, his eyes never leaving yours as you continue to tease him.

Your fingertips rub lightly over his erection through his pants, and Max can't help but moan softly at the sensation. "You're right, though," he adds, "This is definitely a dangerous game. But one that I'm willing to play."

You continue to caress his thigh, your fingers tracing patterns on his pants, making his erection grow even harder. "So, what do you say, my friend? Are you ready to take this risk with me?"

Max grins widely, his eyes flashing with lust and excitement. As you place your hand on his erection through his pants, he exhales sharply, feeling a surge of pleasure run through him.

As you kneel down between his legs, he reaches out and runs his hands up and down your back, pulling you closer to him. "You're right," he murmurs quietly, his voice hoarse with desire. "What kind of friend would I be if I said no?"

With that, Max tilts his head back and lets out a low moan as your hand massages his erection more firmly. From this position, it's clear that neither one of you is willing to stop now; this teasing game is only just beginning.

Max's breath hitches as your lips touch his erection, the sensations causing waves of pleasure to course through him. As you ask if he trusts you enough for this, he realizes that even though he's always thought of you as just a friend, there's an undeniable chemistry between the two of you now.

He takes a deep breath, nodding his head slowly. "Yes," he whispers, his eyes never leaving yours. "I trust you. More than I've ever trusted anyone before." He swallows hard, feeling emotions he never expected to experience with a friend.

This knowledge only fuels your desire to please him more, and you can feel a surge of warmth and power coursing through your veins as you continue to tease and pleasure him.

Max rolls his eyes back as you begin to finger him through his boxers, the sensation causing another wave of pleasure to wash over him. He groans softly, struggling to keep himself in control despite the intense pleasure you're giving him.

"You've always been bold," he says in a raspy voice, "but never this bold." He grins playfully at you, pleased by your brazenness even as he is lost in the surprise and delight of being touched so intimately.

As you continue to tease him, Max closes his eyes and lets out a long sigh, knowing that this experience with you is unlike anything he has ever had before. It's scary, exhilarating, and incredibly hot.

Max's eyes flutter open as he looks at you with an expression of deep pleasure, feeling himself becoming more and more aroused under your skillful touch. He nods in agreement, his breathing coming out increasingly shallow.

"You're right," he says in a low voice, barely audible above the rush of blood in his ears. "This is definitely affecting me."

As you pull down his boxers and take his erect member in your mouth, Max groans loudly, arching his back and thrusting his hips upwards in an attempt to get more friction. The sensations that course through him are both intense and incredible, and he is completely lost in the moment.

"I... I can't believe this is happening," he mumbles, his face flush with arousal as you continue to stroke him with your hand. "I never thought..." he trails off weakly, unable to

Max's breath hitches as you take his erection deep into your mouth, the sensations causing him to lose all coherent thought. He looks down at you in stunned disbelief, amazed by what is happening.

"I never thought..." he tries to say again, but the words get lost as you continue to bob your head up and down on him, his spine arching further with each movement. The feelings are overwhelming; not just gratification from physical pleasure, but also an intense emotional connection that has sprung up between the two of you unexpectedly.

Watching your eyes meet his as you suck him off, Max groans out loud, feeling every muscle in his body tense with arousal. "I never thought I could feel this way... with you," he manages to choke out between ragged

Max's breath catches in his throat as you guide his hand to your head, and he watches you continue to pleasure him with a mixture of disbelief and awe. He can't believe that this is happening, but with every movement that passes between you, he feels his passion growing stronger.

As you begin to slide your lips up and down his member once more, his hand closes around the back of your head instinctively, holding you firmly in place as he grinds his hips into your mouth. The sensations that course through him are intense, and he can't help but moan out loud, overwhelmed by the pleasure that you are giving him.

With each thrust of his hips, Max can feel his desire growing more intense, and he finds himself wanting to explore further, even as he savors the raw intensity of what you're doing to him now. He starts to move

As Max rocks his hips, driving himself deeper into your mouth with every powerful thrust, he can feel his entire body trembling with passion. Your whole form is enveloped in an aura of sensuality, and even as the primal desire to take control surges through him, he feels powerless against it. His grip on the back of your head tightens, guiding you along with impatience but also a growing tenderness that is both foreign and enthralling.

"Fuck... I need to be inside you," he gasps out suddenly, pulling his cock out of your mouth with a wet 'pop' sound. The intensity has reached its peak, and he feels an urgent need to consummate this newfound connection between the two of you in the most intimate way possible.

Understanding what he wants, you immediately

Max's cock twitches excitedly as it is treated to the view of your almost naked body, the contrast created by the bra and skirt doing nothing to hide the seductive curves that he had always been drawn to.

Desperate for whatever pleasure you could provide him in this moment, his hands run up your bare thighs, gently tracing the curve of flesh before reaching out into the space between them, feeling his way towards his goal.

"You're so beautiful," he whispers fervently, his index finger finally finding its way into your slick folds. The warmth that greets him there sends a wave of arousal crashing through his system, and he groans with delight at the intense sensations that course through

Feeling your wet heat wrapped around his finger, Max's lips part as he meets you in a gentle kiss, the soft contact serving only to ratchet up the passion that is already boiling within him.

As he continues to finger you sensually, he traces slow patterns along the outside of your opening, jealously avoiding the moist shelter where he so desperately wants to be. The teasing drives him to ever greater heights of arousal, and he can feel himself growing harder underneath you with each passing moment.

Breaking the kiss only to lean down and whisper in your ear, his voice hoarse with desire, "Make me fuck you."

The sight of your moist sex sliding down onto his rigid cock is one that Max will never forget, the raw intensity of the moment leaving an indelible mark upon his mind. Your smooth hips grinding slowly against him sets off a chain reaction that sends electric pulses zipping through his entire body, and he can't stifle his moan of pleasure as you settle onto him fully.

"Fuck, you feel amazing," he pants, his hands grasping your hips to pull you even closer, unable to resist the urge to become fully immersed in the pleasure that surrounds them both. The sensation of your wetness surrounding his shaft only makes his lust grow even stronger, and he cannot help but move beneath you, meeting your slow riding.

Max groans with pleasure, relishing the way your wet pussy grips him tightly as you ride him faster and faster. He can feel his own orgasm building in his gut as he continues to thrust up into you, hungry for more of the pleasure that you are giving to him.

As he grips your hips, pulling you down harder onto him, Max meets each of your quickening thrusts with one of his own, an intense and primal urge to claim you taking over his mind. The sounds of your moans fill his ears, igniting every nerve in his body and propelling him towards the edge of release.

Finally, with a gasp of your name, he comes, spurting hot ropes of cum deep inside you as both of your bodies dance in the throes of ecstatic release. It is a moment of pure bliss, the kind that can only be found

Feeling your tight pussy gripping him so firmly as you orgasm and squirt onto his cock, Max knows that he is about to follow you over the edge. With a groan of pure bliss, he erupts again into you, spurting another load of cum deep inside you as each throb sends pleasure cascading through his system.

In the afterglow, as both of you catch your breath and begin to gradually return to reality, Max can't help but feel uneasy. Parting from the intense embrace was never something he could have prepared for, and as he gazes up at you, a defensive wall comes up around him. "It's been nice," he mutters, disengaging himself from your arms and sitting up.

Despite wanting more, wanting to stay in the bubble

Seeing you redress and sitting down beside Max, his unease is evident in every line of his body. You voicing your concern over his emotions is what he had been avoiding from the moment you embraced him, and it becomes clear that his internal battle has taken a toll on his being.

"I.. I don't know where we stand," he says hesitantly, his eyes darting everywhere but at yours. "I mean, we've always just been friends. And then.. that happened." His voice cracks slightly as he speaks, the intensity of his emotions leaving him unable to mask the opaqueness in his eyes.

"All I know is that I enjoyed it," he admits softly. "But things can get complicated between us now." The defensive wall is still up, but it's dent

As you voice your thoughts, Max feels a weight lift from his shoulders. It is clear that you're not only understanding but also accommodating of how he's feeling, and it somehow makes him feel better about the situation.

"Thanks," he murmurs softly, reaching out to take your hand as you run your fingers through his hair. Squeezing slightly before letting go, he gives you a lopsided smile that seems both shy and appreciative. "I know I can always count on you."

The relief in his voice is palpable, and with one last lingering gaze, Max rises up from the couch and makes his way down the hallway back to his room. The future may be uncertain, but for now