#efsgaming

"Just, be fast. I have to get back to working on my one million special after this..."

"Oh, hush. You need a break anyways. You're practically a hunch-back from sitting at your desk all day!" Squabbling. Bickering. It was normal for your relationship with Max. It was basically a love language for the two of you at this point, really. You sat perched on the bathroom counter, legs crossed, spreading shaving cream over the entire bottom half of his face.

Max stood in front of you, hands on your hips, hair tied up, eyes closed as he relished in the feeling. He would never admit that he liked it that much, obviously. But it was pretty clear how flustered he was, a noticeable pink hue to his cheeks.

"I'm gonna start now.." You mumbled, earning a small noise of acknowledgment from Max. "Stay very still..." The blade slowly glided down his cheek, shaving the area clean.

...

"Are you almost done?-" "-Max, shut up." "Yes Ma'am."

You rolled your eyes. You were only a few razor strokes in at this point, and you both knew it. He was clearly just trying to get under your skin, the little shit. And you didn't miss the light chuckle that escaped him either, knowing he was getting on your nerves.

After about ten to fifteen minutes you had finished, wiping the excess foam off him with a towel. You ran a hand over his jaw, making sure he was nice and smooth, before placing a few short smooches to the now soft skin.

"You did good Max; You're very handsome once you learn to be quiet."

"Thank you for... taking care of me, Babe. For cleaning me, I mean."

You smiled. He really was so cute. You gave him one more kiss, this time on the lips. This one lingered, your hands rubbing up and down his back as he slowly sunk into your touch. The poor thing was probably exhausted from how many hours he'd put in at his desk, but you knew he would just fight if you tried to take him to bed.

"You can go back to work now, Sweetie." "... Think I wanna stay here with you."

Oh, maybe not.

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RAHHHHHh THIS IS SO EMBARRASING I'VE NEVER WRITTEN REAL PPL but omg shaving cream 3FS 😍

And theres so many valid reasons for why too. Theres that "if they dont reciprocate, your former friendship and dynamic is thrown out the window" or the "it could get messy, complicated and or difficult."

Yet somehow, in some stupid way, you managed to fall for Max! Much to your brain trying to talk some sense into you and trying to talk you out of it — your heart just couldnt help but beat a little faster whenever he was around a mile radius, or even just mentioned in the slightest by your friends.

So? The next best thing you could do? Just act like that little crush didnt exist.

So when Max invited you over for a sleepover, you agreed... as any good friend would. Trying to ignore how your heartbeat kicked up a notch just at the sight of his message or the idea of him specifically reaching out to you.

... you agreed like he would drop you if you were even a millisecond late in your reply...

Maxwell | today 19:08

゛Yo, do you wanna have a sleepover with me and the gang? ゛You dont have to bring your sleeping bag, i think ive got a few spare mattresses

How exactly do you reply though?

゛Yh ill be over. Or sumn..

... no... too nonchalant. You wouldnt want to give off the impression that you dont want to spend valuable time with your cherished friends.

゛Yes!!!!! Ill be driving there in a few!!!!

... too eager.

You kept deleting and retyping your message, before finally. FINALLY managing to find a neutral response.

Just the right words that didnt make you seem too needy, nor distant.

You | today 19:17

゛Sure! Ill be over at 8.

Perfect.

-

What scared the shit out of you though, was the fact that no one else was at Maxs house. No Ethan, Eddie or even Jacob...

No, just you and Max. Alone. In his house.

".. wheres everyone else?" You asked cautiously, almost like you werent exactly sure if you really wanted to hear the answer.

"What do you mean?" Max questioned without much thought, pausing in his movements as he tilted his head towards you curiously.

You blinked. How awkward were you going to be with a close best friend? "Well... yknow like... usually when we have a sleepover, Jacob, Eddie and Ethan are here too..." damn this crush thing.

He just hummed like he remembered something, continuing on setting up the bed for the night. "Theyll be coming tomorrow. You are just invited early cause you live the closest to me. Thats all."

"Okay." You just replied, watching him set up his bed with your own sleeping bag still in your hand. When he was done he turned towards you, but just glanced at your sleeping bag skeptically.

"You didnt have to bring a sleeping bag."

"No i know, i just.... just in case yknow."

"The floors are pretty rough, i suggest you sleep in my bed."

"... where would you sleep then?"

"On the couch?"

"Right, of course..."

You stood still a couple of seconds, before speaking up again. You just didnt have the heart to let the owner of the place sleep on the couch.

"... we can.. share the bed." You offered gently, making Max straighten up a bit as he tilted his head further.

"Are you sure?"

You just nodded, ensuring both yourself and the guy standing between the bed and you. The very same bed you two would be sleeping in tonight. His very own personal bed...

Holy shit.

“Alright… just tell me when somethings wrong or you change your mind, okay?” Max still gave you a simple free way out, which you couldnt help but be grateful for.

He was always so considerate.

“Ill go brush my teeth then.” Max took a few steps back and nodded towards the bathroom, leaving you alone in his bedroom to get ready for bed. You already brushed your teeth when he was setting up his bed, so you were practically good to go.

You settled into the bed, raising and slipping under the covers, although rather clumsily. You just couldnt believe you would be sleeping on the same mattress as Max. Youre surprised he hasnt told you off yet, nor kicked you out of his house…

It fortunately didnt take long until Max reappeared, settling in for the night. Just into the bed. Right next to you.

It took you a couple of long and thoughtful minutes to catch even a wink of sleep… your mind was just constantly rushing and your heart was beating out of your ribcage being this close to Max. You were practically pressed up against him.

You did, eventually, fall asleep. He was long asleep before you though.

-

So… apparently sleeping next to your crush instantly makes you have wet dreams.

You dont even really remember how or what it started off with, but all your sleep-addled brain can comprehend is the fact youre squished between two Maxs. Yeah, one wasnt enough, you had to make up two in your head.

Honestly, you were too needy and horny to care about that right now. The handsome man in front of you cupped your jaw, his confident stature and alluring look left you feeling incredibly turned on. He somewhat reminded you of a frat boy.

“Look at you, so cute.” Max pointed out with a handsome grin, making the other Max behind you grasp at your hips a little tighter and sigh out blissfully. Who in turn reminded you of a nerdy guy.

Its like you have the best of both worlds right now.

“Frick… please baby..” a voice groaned out pathetically from behind you, following a slight roll from his hips into your back which you definitely felt right away. Especially considering the rock hard cock. “Wanna show you just how much i need you…” he whispered next to the shell of your ear, hands still glued to your hips.

The cocky Max kneeling in front of you just chuckled and leaned in to capture your lips in a heated kiss, his own hand coming down to rest on your hip. Shamelessly grinding his own aching hard-on against you.

…

Only thats when you woke up with a cold sweat.

You quickly flinched up and turned towards the real life Max next to you, still sound asleep, hopefully unaware of the filthy dream you just had of him.

Shifting in your bed, you tried to ease the ache between your legs. Crossing your legs, bending them towards your chest, spreading them apart — nothing worked. You were just left feeling even more aroused.

Your constant writhing in the bed at some point woke up Max, making him turn around to face you in the dark. “You okay?” He called out. Making you freeze up and stop breathing.

“Y-yeah… just…” just really turned on by a wet dream and i cant get it out of my head now.

… no you cant possibly say that.

“I cant really sleep.” You opted to leave the rest unsaid.

“I can still sleep on the couch if youd like–”

“No! No, its not about you… dont go.” You interjected him, tilting your head towards him on the bed. Hand reaching out to grab his wrist to stop him.

Max was already looking at you, trying to figure you out. “Then whats wrong..?” The guy asked softly, slightly inching closer towards you and grabbing your hand back. “You know you can tell me anything, right?”

Oh god, were you really considering the idea of telling him what you just saw?

“Well…”

Oh no.

Before you could stop yourself and clasp a palm over your mouth, you folded under zero pressure and told him. Rather meekly as well so he could definitely tell you were serious.

“I just had… a wet dream about you. Thats all.”

But Max just smirked. He didnt seem to be too distraught by the idea. No, he just teased you.

“Yeah? How good was i?”

“Actually there were two of you…”

“Even better.”

You felt your face heat up. You cant believe youre genuinely telling him this.

What really stunned you though, was the fact Max slipped even closer towards you in the bed. A lot more boldly too now that he knew you were just as attracted to him as he was to you.

“... honestly, the dream ended before i could feel how good you were…” you added with a nervous laugh, but the man next to you just sat up straighter in bed. His voice dropping an octave

“Yeah? .. do you wanna know how good i am then?”

If you didnt know any better, youd think he was just teasing you.

… but i mean… he was offering, right?

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“Frick- youre taking me so well.” He egged you on further, his fingers tightening around your two wrists like handcuffs whilst he kept rutting into you. Max just chuckled. “Such a pretty girl..” head held high as he watched your body jerk with each thrust from him.

You just whined further, shifting your head to peek over your shoulder. But the sight of him grinning wolfishly and driving into you had you choke out another moan, you just felt more turned on than anything.

“Yeah? You gonna cum for me?” You didnt trust your words right now, so you just nodded, jaw slack with each little breathy sound pouring out from you without much fight. Max was persuasive enough to not have you worry about disturbing anyone. You two could be as loud as you wanted.

Max groaned and had his breath hitch deliciously with each flutter from your cunt.

He swore he could just cum on the spot right now.

But your bestfriend — actually you arent even sure what to title him anymore, especially after the fact hes fucking your brains out right now — decided to try and hold it back a bit. He prioritized your own pleasure over his.

Hed rather you cum and leave him unfinished, than for him to pull out before you could even get going. He never liked the idea of leaving you unsatisfied.

Speaking of cumming, he could definitely feel you get wetter and tighter by the minute.

“Cmon… good girls cum, right?” He tried egging you on “i know how much you want it…” he whispered into your ear, just shy on the shell of your ear and you swore you could feel the tight knot in your stomach snap. Just like that.

Just from his suave words, iron hot closeness and soft kisses you felt yourself reach your climax. Making you throw your head back and grab onto his bicep to anchor yourself.

… the sight of you like this had him turned on more than anything.

“Yeah, just like that.” He mused with a toothy grin, tilting downwards to press soothing kisses onto your shoulder and the crook of your neck.

“... hey so what are we gonna tell the others when they see youve got a stain on your bed sheets…?”

He paused at your words, eyebrows pinched as he peeked down to see both of your mixed arousal.

Kinda hot though, he cant lie.

…

“Ill just tell them i accidentally wet the bed.”

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"I just realized i've never shown you my powers," Max states, skipping a rock on the surface of the ocean water.

"Oh yeah, I guess not." You stop drawing in the sand and glance at him as he sits down on the towel next to you. "Other than splashing water in my face trying to get me to wake up." You smile, picking up a small seashell.

"Sh- shut up." He stutters. "I can do a lot of things, cause y'know, i'm awesome and powerful," He teases, bumping your shoulder.

Max then focuses for a moment, closing his eyes. The waves start to settle down in front of you, almost coming to a complete stop. You sit up slowly as a big wave forms. It's getting closer to you both by the moment.

You glance over at max and panic for a split second before seeing a smile on Max's face, eyes still closed.

"Max–"

"Shh," He hold his finger out. The wave is right in front of you and you brace for impact, covering your face.

Nothing hits you.

You open your eyes as wave crashes on the sand, a small circle around you both completely dry.

"Holy shit." You smile and look back at Max. He has a smug smile on his face.

"I can do more. If you want," He laughs softly and you nod your head.

You put your knees up to your chest and watch Max as he forms water in his hands. You tilt your head and examine his hand, Max blushing as your fingers touch the water.

"You havin' fun?" He teases and smirks down at you.

"Totally. Your hand is like a kiddie pool." You say with a small laugh, shaking off the water on your hand.

"Wha– A kiddie pool? Why not a large pool?"

"Y'know, cause it's in your hand. It's small." You shrug with a large smile.

Your gasp echos as he splashes the water in his hand at you, soaking your hair and face.

"Max Burnett! Oh my gods, you're so dead!" You call out at him as he takes off running.

"You can't get me back, I dry off in seconds!" He yelps as you push him into the shallow ocean and throw water on him.

"Home turf advantage!" You say, laughing and covering your face as he makes a small wave of water hit you.

Max then walks closer to you, picking you up as you squeal, "Max! Put me down–" You cut yourself off with a laugh as his large arms wrap around you tightly, then throwing you into the water.

Max watches as you come up with an inhale, pushing your wet hair back with a huge smile on your face. The sunlight illuminating your pretty face as you stand up. You were probably cussing him out or something but Max wasn't listening. He was too interested in you.

He’s fallen in love with you a lot over the summer, more and more everyday. He was so infatuated with you that everyone saw it.

Max's hands fumble over the tangled threads, the bright blue and sea-green strands slipping through his grip. He tries to tie a knot, but the loop slides, the cord snaps back, and the clumsy knot pops loose.

"Come on, Max," You smile softly, nudging his arm as you finish another bracelet, laying it in the small pile on the table.

"It's too freakin' hard! My hands are too big," Max sighs and sets his unfinished bracelet on the table.

Ethan leans over the table, paint all over his face from making a 'welcome' banner for the new campers arriving. He looks at the knot-making disaster with a raised eyebrow. Max tries again and the almost the whole bracelet unravels.

"Dude, focus!" Ethan snaps, "If we're going to give these to the new demi-gods by tomorrow, they need to actually stay together."

"Sorry, dude." Max apologizes, flushing a deep shade of red. Max tries again, but the knot still won't hold.

You reach across the table, sliding your own bracelet– a simple loop of two of your favorite colors– onto his wrist. The cord slides over his pale skin, "Here," You say, voice soft and comforting, " Wear this while you practice. It's yours now."

He looks at the bracelet, your hand lingering a moment longer than usual on his. For a heartbeat, the room feels still.

He doesn't pull it off. Instead, he tugs the knot tighter and makes the bracelet snug around his wrist. He smiles at the bracelet, then at you.

"Thanks– Thank you." He says, flushed. The bracelet feels like a promise.

Ethan, still a little frustrated with Max, smiles at you two with a roll of his eyes. "Okay, now let's see if you can actually make one that doesn't fall apart. A five year old could make a bracelet better than you,"

"Bro."

The camp was quiet at night besides the crickets and the sounds of flowing water. You were up and not able to sleep cause your mind was going a million miles per minute. Your lamp was turned on as you continued making a few friendship bracelets in your bed. This time for your friends, not the newcomers.

You hear a three tap knock on the window. At first you think it’s an animal or a tree, but it happens again. You glance outside and see Max, his hair messy, a baggy shirt on and blue shark pajama pants with some shoes he just threw on.

You’re shocked but open the window anyway. “Wh- what are you doing here? Do you know what the harpies will do if they see you out?” You lean on the windowsill, the cold breeze outside making you shiver.

“It’s fine. I’m sneaky,” He whispers, shrugging. “So, you gonna let me in or let me freeze out here?” He crosses his arms with a grin.

“Yeah, yeah. Come in doofus.” You respond and sit back on your bed. Some of your siblings were sleeping near you, but none of them would tell on you if they found out Max snuck in.

Max hops in, almost tripping on some of the books on the floor. He shuts the window quietly and takes off his shoes. “Nice place.” He complements, moving his hair out of his face.

“Thanks. You can sit down,” You offer, patting the spot next to you on your bed. The spot next to you dips as he sits down next to you, examining what you’re doing.

“Making over one hundred friendship bracelets wasn’t enough for you?” He teases.

“Trust me, my hands will hurt for days.” You push some of your hair back, glancing over at Max. “Do you wanna try again?” You ask, referencing to the knot he couldn’t seem to make earlier.

“Yeah, no promises though.” He grins, taking the bracelet from you. He tries a few times as you guide him, trying to keep your voices down.

“Mhm, and then just– hey, there you go!” You say with a grin, patting his shoulder. “You’re an absolute pro now.”

The rest of the night was laying in bed and just talking to each other. What the other ate for dinner last night, friendship problems, family problems, talking about hobbies and video games, etc. It was nice though. Just the two of you whispering to each other as you were under the piles of blankets on your bed, shoulders touching and the silent intimacy of it all.

Max checks his watch as it reads three in the morning. “Shoot. I should get going if I don’t wanna get attacked by the harpies.” He states, the warmth next to you now gone.

“Mhm. That’s probably a good idea,” You nod your head and yawn, exhausted from today’s events. “It was nice talking to you though. Just us.”

“Yeah, It was.” He nods his head with a smile. “I’m gonna go. Goodnight.”

“Night, Max.” You say and cuddle under your blankets. You start to close your eyes when you hear a thump from outside the window with a yelp.

“Max?” You whisper, trying to conceal your laughter.

“I’m okay!” He yells out and stands back up with some leaves and sticks on him.

“You idiot, how did you even fall?” You ask and don’t hold back your laughter anymore.

“Hey! Don’t laugh. Y’know it’s hard to get through your small window.” He rolls his eyes with a grin.

“Close my window.” You look back at him with a smile.

“Yes ma’am,”

You, Eddie, Max, Ethan, and Jacob are all currently in Max’s cabin, since he had only two siblings, Percy & Tyson, and they were gone most of the time. There’s candles around the room, sitting on mantles, tables, anywhere. It smelt of the ocean and vanilla. There were mismatched cushions on the floor and half finished projects scattered around.

You were all huddled on the floor and working on separate things. Eddie sits against the wall as he throws a rock up and down with a grin on his face. He’s still wearing his black Camp Half-blood shirt that had holes in it from cleaning the lava wall. He was always getting in trouble.

Jacob opens his bag, spilling out candy and all sorts of things that he stole. Perks of being a Hermes kid. He gives Max some gummy bears, you some marshmallows, Eddie a chocolate bar, and Ethan some sour gummy bears.

“Found these in the supply closet. I guess they were prepping for Halloween early or something,” He pops a gummy bear in his mouth.

Ethan was sat on his knees while finishing up painting a board game that he made. The pieces were painted cardboard, charcoal sketches, and a few old dice that he repainted. Ethan was really into video games, along with everyone else in the room, but since campers couldn’t have electronics, board games and such would have to do.

“Who’s ready to play my game?” Ethan excitedly asked the group. He starts to explain the rules of his game, you examining Max. Eddie shoves you with a small smile and you stick your tongue out at him.

“If you don’t collect three of these,” Ethan holds up three cardboard pieces that were painted a bright green, “Then you die and the dragons eat you.” Ethan plays dead for a moment.

“Board game of doom and despair bro,” Max says, the whole group laughing. You all end up playing his complicated board game and lose. Multiple times. Eddie got mad and then flipped the board game and you all spend the rest of the night trying to find all the pieces.

“Max!” You yell at him and tap him on the shoulder. “You okay? Did I splash you too much?”

He was brought back from the flashbacks by your soft voice. You were completely soaked and now standing close.

“Yeah, i’m okay.” He responds and nods his head, biting his lip as he thinks about you and what to say.

He wants to confess, he really does. Ethan and Jacob said that they’d even buy him a Leon Kennedy figure if he did. It was tempting, but he just didn’t want to ruin the friendship.

Yes, there was a chance of you liking him back, all his friends told him that you totally did. There’s just that little voice in the back of his mind, screaming at him that you don’t like him like that.

“Can I– Can I say something?” He asks and messes with his hair, the small waves hitting his legs.

“You just did,” You joke and cross your arms.

“Shut up,” He smiles with a shake of his head, “But seriously?”

You nod your head and listen to him.

“I just, I guess I wanted to say how much I appreciate you. Especially this summer,” He starts off and fiddles with his hands, “Just you being there all the time, being so nice to me, I just wanted to thank you.”

You grin at him, glancing him up and down, “Thank you, Max. That means a lot, you don’t know how much that means to me.” Your face turns a shade of red as you look down at the ocean.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.” You nod and look back up at him, now being a tad bit closer. His eyes land on your lips and your face relaxes, leaning in a bit more.

“Yo!” A voice yells at you both. It’s Ethan.

You sigh as you both step back from one another.

“What were you two doing?” He questions, smiling at Max. “Anyways, I was wondering if one of you could cover my archery shift? I’m not feeling the best today, lowkey,”

“Yeah, I can take it. I’m better than Max anyway.” You say, ruffling his hair.

Max blushes at the gesture and from your statement. He was once practicing archery and lost his grip of the bow, launching the arrow somewhere into the forest.

“That was one time!” He defends himself, holding his hands out.

“Whatever. I’ll be there soon, just give me some time to dry off.” You turn back to Ethan as he gives you a thumbs up and walks away, giving a wink to Max.

“Guess I should go,” You say and shake your hair as you try to get it dry. “I’ll see you later.” You start to walk off before coming back and standing in front of Max. You lean in and give him a kiss on the cheek.