#a possessive oscar maxcar agenda

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Maxcar & bite for the ask game!

ANON ANON ANON, you are fuelling one of my many agendas.

As always, words under the cut because usfw

Max looks so good like this, spread out underneath him, cheeks flushed, blue eyes glittering, "If I'd known that flirting with Charles would've gotten you to react I would've done it..." the words are cut off, his mouth dropping open as Oscar rolls his hips forward in a particularly vicious thrust. It's Oscar's turn to grin, sharp and feral as he braces his hand against the headboard for more leverage, fingers sinking in to the skin of Max's hip as he thrusts again, deeper, grazing across Max's prostate with precision. "Did you forget you you belonged to?" He can't stop the words from slipping out, and Max's jaw goes lax, cheeks flushing pink as he looks up at Oscar, whine escaping him. "Maybe you need to remind me," the words are slurred out, soft and breathy, and Oscar can't help the low laugh that escapes him. Leans in, noses against the crook of Max's neck, before he bites down, vicious and sharp, sucking at the skin until a bruise blooms across pale flesh.