Max was completely at her mercy. Unable to move or resist. Not that he'd want to. Instead he felt the soft trail of her finger against his skin. He was skinny. Just enough muscle to show that he worked out. Ran at least.  His breathing was fast and his eyes were they capable of movement would have been pleading with her.<br/><br/>He slowly felt feeling return to his limbs as she touched him. If she wss curious then he was being driven mad by her. He slowly found his voice. But no longer had the will to stop what was. What had to be. He sat up and looked her in the eyes and without another word slipped his hands up her sides to cup her soft cheeks. He leaned in, and whispered. "Let's not have that happen again." He grinned happily and pressed his lips to hers again this time without any doubt or hesitation.<br/><br/>The night went on and if time existed at all they were outside it. And there was no one to tell them no.