Max by Imani Jay

Your new flash fiction is here, and it’s packed with all the tropes you’ve been craving:

Genius grump x brilliant sunshine.
She’s quick with the comebacks, he’s slow with the drawl, and it’s all foreplay…
Big hands, bigger… okay, you get it.
Sleeves rolled up, forearm veins, the works.
He’s done waiting…
First time that’s worship + wreckage.