Max was devouring Liz with so much desperation that it left Liz's heart pounding in desire. For once the flashes that came rushing over their minds only fueled them on, as in her mind's eye,
Inside her head, Liz found Max picking her up in his arms, and thrusting her onto the counter in the Crashdown kitchen. His body had easily moved between her legs, his arousal pressing against her desperately, as he attacked her mouth with more fervor than she believed possible for anyone. She felt like she was flying, as stars whirled through her vision, Max’s kiss initiating a series of flashes that Liz Parker, a simple human girl, was never supposed to see.
Liz gasped aloud as she twisted herself, desperately pulling closer to Max. He helped her along, tugging her up onto his lap, which she instantly surrendered to, clinging to Max desperately as his hands and lips roamed her body, setting her whole being on fire.
It was overwhelming to her, she was consumed by an insatiable hunger for him…to touch him, to feel him in any way possible. Unable to contain herself, Liz reached for the buttons on Max’s shirt, slowly unbuttoning them, as Max’s lips slowly traveled the length of her neck. She sighed and leaned into his kisses, even as the next flash came over their minds. This one was shorter, quicker…the images were clear, the dialogue fuzzy, but the emotions came across strong, as they were filled with the same hunger, passion, and desire that both halves of the whole were feeling at that moment.
It was hard to separate the flash from the reality, as Liz stripped Max’s shirt away from his skin, opening her eyes to the fact that they were not safely tucked away in Michael’s apartment, but exposed out in the desert where any passerbys could see them. Still, it didn’t slow them…Liz’s hands traveled Max’s chest expertly, as she explored every line, every inch of his skin, as he continued to focus on the addictive taste of their melding lips.
Liz pulled back suddenly, surprising Max as she paused, taking a moment to just gaze into his eyes intensely, before she reached for the hem line of her shirt, slowly pulling it upwards. The last thing Liz saw in Max’s eyes before their gaze was broken was the widening of his eyes, as he realized what she was saying with her simple gesture.
Her shirt discarded to the side, Liz met Max’s eyes again bravely, and found herself shocked at the shining hint of tears glistening there.
“Liz…are you sure?” Max choked out, his voice wavering with emotion.
“Yes.” Liz replied simply, reaching up and gently stroking the rough stubble that covered his jaw line. “I love you, Max. I want you.”
Liz’s eyes widened as she watched Max’s eyes, seeing the result that her simple words had over him. First disbelief swept into his passion filled eyes, then amazement, love, joy, until one emotion overwhelmed them all and made Liz’s heart begin to flutter in anticipation as quickly everything began to change.
Determination.
The quick flash of determination in his eyes was all the warning Liz had before the very air around them began to shift, almost take a life of its own. Max’s arms came around her, as he suddenly eased Liz to the ground, moving himself over her, as his lips swiftly attacked hers again.
His passion unleashed, Max was like a starving creature getting his fill for the first time, his lips drinking hers in with a new insistency, and his hands gently exploring her newly exposed chest. Liz arched upward into his touch, the feeling of his hands on her body overwhelming her and taking control of her own actions.
New sensations began to charge through her as she thrust her hips upward and their lower bodies met for the first time. Liz hadn’t anticipated the effect the brief contact with Max’s growing arousal would have on them both. This time it was Max’s turn to gasp aloud, and Liz dropped down again, afraid that she had moved too quickly for them.
Max immediately proved her wrong. The separation of their bodies had been too much for him after that first, hesitant touch, and his own body followed hers down, as he pressed his arousal against her.
“Max!” Liz gasped, thrilled by the shock coursing through her…still, it was strangely familiar, and within an instant, without even a flash to accompany it, a memory popped into her mind, of a night long in the past, where she and Max had been in the same position…alone in the desert, a blanket beneath them, their bodies hungrily pressing together as their lips devoured each other.
“Something is happening.” Liz moaned against his lips, her arms wrapping around his neck as she clung close to his body, as if she were going to fly away with the emerging memories.
“I know.” Max breathed. “I can feel it too.”
“Don’t stop.” Liz begged, arching up into him again.
“I can’t…” Max cried, as his hands slid down to the line of her jeans. “It’s like something is pushing me on.”
“I know.” Liz agreed breathlessly. “It’s amazing!”
A part of Liz’s mind was aware that Max’s hands had unfastened her jeans and were slowly sliding them down, but she was distracted, focused on the new memory that was resurfacing within her mind. It was a night, long before, the first time they had professed their love to each other, in an overturned van in an abandoned car lot. They were so desperate, so afraid…Max had just escaped from the FBI and they were on the run, certain that their lives were over. Desperation had filled them then too…desperation to be together as if it were their last chance. Life had seemed way too short that night.
“Oh God!” Liz exploded, Max’s lips bringing her straight back to reality as he hungrily began devouring her intimately. His tongue was working magic, bringing her to new heights as she felt the tension deep within her beginning to build.
Liz was a wreck, shaking and moaning Max’s name over and over again as he brought her quickly over the edge. Max could feel it the moment she began to unravel, and quickly moved upwards, gathering her up in his arms and stroking her gently as tears initiated by the intensity of the moment began to flow down her cheeks as she rode out the waves of pleasure.
Eventually they slowed, but Liz’s emotions were still over the edge as she turned to Max and quickly pressed her lips to his, hungrily kissing him as her hands slid lower to Max’s own still covered arousal. She quickly rectified his situation, stripping him down to join her.
“I love you.” Liz suddenly whispered, breaking the verbal silence that had overtaken them, as she slid her hand down to gently stroke Max for the first time.
He hissed at her touch, his eyes darting up to meet hers, as with a gaze he professed his undying love to her without words.
Their voices may have stayed silent, but they were saying it all with their mixing emotions, with their simple gestures, with the gentle way they touched each other as they explored the range of their love.
Hesitantly, Liz lead Max to position himself over her, her eyes begging him to complete their joining, to end their desperate need for completion.
Max smiled softly at her in response, cupping her cheek lovingly, and gently brushing his lips over hers one last time before with a quick thrust, he entered her completely.
That was when all hell broke loose.
