First of all, don't let Ellie hear you say that again. If you even some remotely Australian he'll probably de-dick you.

[ He hums as Max slides a hand down the center of his chest, over the thin line of scar tissue along his stomach, down beneath and back up again, relaxing even more against the smooth, easy touches, the soft, short kisses that have him pliantly resting between Max's legs in hot water. ]

Second of all, actually, yes. I am a raptor. A secret raptor. I've been hiding all this time in a human body waiting for you to figure it out because I know you have a huuuge dinosaur boner. Raptors have legs for days too. I thought that'd have been a dead giveaway too.

[ He tilts his head up and in the most dead serious voice he can manage. ]

I'm not shitting you, Maxwell. I am a sexy velociraptor. But no one can ever know, okay? Just us.