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[talkative]

"Good." Their tone is sharp at that, a warning laced in with the approval. Pointing out that if Max tried to let someone else claim him, they would have a problem - they as in Max, that other vampire, and Jackie. And now, nobody would want that, right?

But as for the actual question that Max raises, which is a good point.... There's a lengthy pause this time as Jackie considers it. Eventually, they put forward: "First of all, you should speak to me and see if we are already in contact. Akeldama and Nelli, for example, know about me. Them, you could then easily tell to contact me." Now, if that isn't the case... "In either way, speak to me first. I would say that it will be easiest to figure out on a case by case basis."

[maximumcake]

Max's chin snaps up off Jackie's lap in reaction to that tone. That warning is received loud and clear. He won't even let himself consider it again. He is Jackie's. That's all there is to it.

In the lengthy pause that follows, Max fidgets again, his chin still hovering, undecided if he should let himself relax back onto his Master's lap. He doesn't. Not when he hears Jackie say they already know Akeldama. Oh. Maybe they do like each other already.

"Yes, Master. I will make sure and speak to you first from now on. I'm very sorry for being reckless."

[talkative]

"Good." This time, their tone is softer, the warning mostly, if not entirely, absent. Their fingers start moving, gently carding through Max's hair, careful to not upset the way in which it is laid, trying to settle him down again. "I wouldn't want you to get harmed by your own doing, after all. It would be such a terrible shame if your recklessness has any form of dire consequences for you and others ...you are, I fear, a bit prone to overdoing it for what you believe to be the best of others. But don't you think that if they hurt you by accident, in any context," because this, in a way, attaches to their earlier conversations about boundaries that Max has issues with setting himself, "that might hurt them in turn?

So me keeping a close eye on you not running too low on blood should be for the best of everyone."

[maximumcake]

A long slow breath sighs out, and he does settle his chin back on Jackie once more, though there's still an unhappy look on his face. "I... I don't want to hurt anyone like that. I can't stand the thought." His hand comes up to grip Jackie by the knee, needing something more grounding.

"You're right... I take it for granted that I'll heal it off too much. I'll be more careful, I promise."

[talkative]

"...just keep it in mind, and let me do the maths." Jackie's voice has fully gentled now, and for a little while they'll just run their fingers through Max's hair, calming him until he has settled down completely.

They want to reward him for coming clean about all of this, after all. There's nothing more helpful with keeping Max with them than making it feel good for him, after all. Not just physically - though they're sure that that helps -, but also, and much more importantly, emotionally. Be the master Max needs (...more than the master he wants, perhaps, but at times Max can be exceptionally self destructive. Which is also evidenced by how he threw himself at Jackie originally, but. shhhh.)

we could FTB on this if you want?

[maximumcake]

"Okay," he agrees to that almost cheerfully. It's so much easier to let the work fall to his Master. His chin nuzzles into Jackie, now that Max is finally reassured that he is forgiven.

In a quiet, hopeful voice he adds, "It's been long enough since the last time..."

[talkative]

Jackie laughs, softly and airily, and posits: "It has, and whose fault is that...?"

Done~

[maximumcake]

"Mine..." Max grumbles, but the tone is clearly amused now. "I guess I'll have to come help you make interior design choices more often."

And with that, his mood is already lifting. The promise of Jackie's orgasmic bite can't help but cheer him up.