Max could never remember a time in his life when he had felt so free.  Since the day he was abandoned his life had always been for someone else.  First it was the homes he was in, then it was the Master's.  These Masters were nothing to him other than the people that took pleasure beating the shit out of Max.  At first, of course Max was scared and tried his best to do what they wanted.  It didn't take long for that life to possess Max and he started to crave more.<br/><br/>Even once he became the master he still was not free.  He was so wrapped up in punishing Rico, his last master who almost killed him, that his life was ruled by hate.  When Arin first told Max about Rimi he had reminded Max a lot of Rico and Max thought he was going to be perfect.  He was going to beat this man until Max had it out of his system.  He was going to break this man, but after the first few hours in his house Max knew it wasn't going to happen.<br/><br/>Max had set out to break Rimi, but in turn Rimi broke Max's resolve.  That much was obvious when he collapsed in the basement.  He tried to tell himself it was just his blood sugar, but Max knew that was not the only thing.  Something snapped in him as he beat Rimi, trying to prove a point.  Here was this guy willing to take anything Max was going to dish out without any complaints, and then he turned and wanted to know if Max was alright.<br/><br/>The two of them seemed perfect together with what has happened between them and Max could not find anything that he could regret about anything and wondered what kind of relationship they could have knowing where they came from and how they got here.<br/><br/>When Rimi rolled on top of him to straddle him he could not help but look into his eyes as he felt his fingers rubbing his arms, such a soothing gesture.   "Tell me... What do you think about me, Max? Truly."  Max had a lot of thoughts running through his head, “You have made me think about a lot of things Rimion.”  Max said and found himself running his hands up and down the man’s thigh.  “You are different than anyone I have ever met.  You cared?”  Max sighed, “When something was bothering me you knew and you cared, you were worried about me.”  Max moved his eyes from Rimi’s trying really hard to tear up, he was not someone that cried and he refused to cry.  “No one ever cared about me before.”