"I have something I'm going to need to do on my own this weekend." Andrew told Maxwell while they were at home, a few days later. The weekend was quickly approaching, as was Maxwell's follow up appointment with the doctor.
Maxwell was curled up on the couch, cream blanket tucked around him as he read a book. Andrew was folding laundry. Half of the house was already packed, courtesy of Maxwell's connections, and it was the part of the house that neither of them really used.
Andrew was sure that was going to change once they moved into their new place.
Maxwell looked up, his eyes narrowing as he stared at Andrew.
"Does this have anything to do with what we did earlier this week?" Andrew wasn't following Maxwell's train of thought, not right away, until Maxwell made an obvious look over Andrew's body, his eyes lingering on his cock. Andrew's face flushed.
