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Max is relaxing in bed, reading her new book. She’d just gotten back with Chloe from a run to the bookstore - among other errands- and she’d spent the whole drive home itching to dig into the new photography books she’d found.
As Max reads, Chloe busies herself finishing up some chores that were on her list with her usual ‘getting things done around the apartment’ music blaring. Mindful that Max was trying to read, she’d turned it down a bit, and had the door to their room shut. “Dishes done, Laundry folded, and now break time!”
A brilliant idea pops into her head. Quietly, she walks over to the door to their room, slowly cracking open the door, and peeking in to see what Max is doing. Seeing Max in her nerd-zone photography mode puts a smile on Chloe’s face. Hesitating at first, not wanting to disturb her girlfriend buuuuut a girl’s got needs after all. She walks over to the bed, crawling onto it with hands and knees, and slinking her way toward Max.
“Excuse me, just what do you think you are doing?” Max deadpans without looking up from the page she is on.
Chloe laughs in her usual seductive tone, and continues on her way to disturb Max’s reading time, brushing her hands up Max's thighs, down under her shirt, and slowly gliding her fingers along Max's stomach. She moves her head down to leave a kiss on Max’s stomach.
That gets Max to actually drop the book down a little bit, and make eye contact with Chloe, along with an annoyed huff. “Is there something you want?”
“I cleaned up, and now I want to get dirty” Chloe winks at Max, her voice low and seductive.
“Oh my dog! Chloe, you’re horrible!” Max goes from a normal colour to red at the comment. She laughs and sighs, as the feeling of Chloe's fingernails create goosebumps on her skin, and a chill down her body.
“I know, I know, what are you going to do with me?” Chloe teases as she leans down towards Max’s stomach, moving her hands further up as she begins to kiss at Max’s hips.
Max drops the book down onto her chest and moves one of her hands to Chloe's hair, before a long shaky breath. “If you keep this up, I’ll never finish this book.” Max protests weakly as her defenses (or lack thereof) continue to crumble with Chloe’s lips starting to move lower.
Max caves.
“Oh, screw the book, it can wait.”