[ Finn's smile grows wide enough to hurt, which doesn't make the kiss very ideal. Though, it is still pretty perfect, in his opinion. Finn's fingers curl into the nape of Jim's neck while he returns it as best he can.
It's not too long before he pulls away just enough to press their foreheads together. ]
You might get sick of it if this is how kissing is from now on.
[ Not that Finn's actually complaining. He's so happy, he could cry. He won't, but... a large part of him kinda wants to. ]
[ The kiss doesn't last very long. Jim can feel Finn smiling against his lips, and the contact ends up breaking with a soft laugh, nudging lightly against Finn's side.
He leans in to rest his forehead against Finn's too, letting out a soft, happy little sigh. ]
I don't see why. They're some pretty great kisses.
[ He's sure they'll get to a point when Finn will manage not to cut it short by smiling like an idiot. A very cute idiot. ]
[ The hand not holding his rests against Jim's face while Finn keeps his eyes closed. It's just a moment to take this in, to compose himself and get a little bit a grip.
When he opens his eyes again, he's a little calmer, a little more in love. Though James is mostly a blur from this close, Finn still looks at him like he placed the stars in the sky.
This time when he tilts his head and kisses him deep, his happiness doesn't interrupt them. He just kisses him slowly with as much feeling as he can muster at the moment. Which, as usual, is a lot. ]
[ Up close there's not a lot either of them they can focus on other than each other's eyes, but that's plenty already; it's so much. He sees more emotion in Finn's eyes now than ever before, and it threatens to overwhelm him.
But he doesn't pull away. Instead he lets himself be pulled into yet another kiss, sucking in a breath just as their mouths come together, a soft hum leaving him as he reaches out to cling to Finn's shoulder and neck, turning a little more towards him as they deepen the contact. ]
[ Though they may be an- an item now (and, boy, that thought's going to take some getting used to), he's not about to say any of the three little words just yet. But he wants James to know it more than Finn ever has before, so he's just going to have to do what he's always done: show him. Actions speak louder and all that.
He just doesn't know how to change anything up to convey it a little more but he can try.
Finn hums back in response, moving to face him and pressing their bodies closer together like he can't quite get enough. If Jim's not careful, he might end up with a lap full if Finn before he knows it. ]
[ That's— yep, it's a thought definitely, that'll take some getting used to. And they should also talk things out a little better, but he really doesn't want to do that right now.
Because right now he's enjoying the kissing a whole lot more. The fact that this is their second time kissing without something messing with their minds doesn't escape his notice, although he's glad to find that it feels just as intense and exciting as other times before.
As for getting a lap full of Finn, he's definitely not about to complain. In fact he shifts back on the bed a little more, so it offers Finn more room to settle himself comfortably, without the potential risk of falling off the bed. His hands move to Finn's sides in the meantime, so he can hold him close and keep him there. ]
[ Finn's not thinking about the fact that this is the second time they've kissed without something else involved. Probably not considering it because it's not the second time for him. To Finn, this is familiar. This is as close to home as it gets.
But talking about everything, acknowledging all this stuff right now, it's too much. He feels overwhelmed with it already and needs some sort of outlet for his happiness and disbelief before it takes a swift turn into something sour and anxious. He'll get to that low, eventually. It just better not be now.
Getting a little taken away, he parts for breath but his lips take a detour, climbing up James' jaw to mouth behind his ear, nails lightly scratching against his scalp. If they pause for half a second, he may wonder if they should talk before... this continues. Or literally do anything else before this continues. He wants to do things right, so long as it pleases Jim. It's just that thinking thing, it's difficult. ]
[ He'll have no panicking, no overthinking, no second-guessing right now. Having Finn this close to him feels really good, and the trail his mouth makes up his jaw until he reaches behind his ear feels even better.
He lets out a soft little sound, pleased, head tipping to offer Finn more room to explore, to kiss and nip and taste. His own hands slide down Finn's sides, fingers curling and bunching up the fabric of his shirt, until he can't resist anymore and just slips them underneath the fabric, letting out a shuddered groan as his fingertips trail up the bare skin. ]
[ Finn doesn't bother hiding his gasp or that he tenses for just a second. It's when he shivers that he makes himself relax again, dragging his lips over Jim's neck until he can reach near enough to his shoulder.
Some of his mind comes back to him even though the rest just wants to burrow deeper into the moment. It's enough to let himself wonder how far he's willing to go with this right now. Instead of wasting time and energy thinking about it, Finn just decides to take this slow. He knows that Jim likes things rough and fast, but he just wants to take this in and not think at all.
There is a bite but it's gentle and quickly gone before he starts sucking on that same spot. One hand continues massaging at his scalp while the other dips beneath the back of shirt and rests at the small of his back. ]
[ Jim can definitely manage slow. Actually he tries to let Finn decide the pace here, all too happy to follow rather than lead. Granted, slow doesn't make the sensations any less intense, from the hand snaking underneath his shirt to the biting and sucking on his skin.
That sends a shiver down his spine, drawing a groan from him. It's going to leave a mark, he's sure, which will only match the bite he already has from their time in that very special hot spring. He likes it, though; he's got a lot of marks as it is already, not just from Finn, but those two are definitely the ones he'll be cherishing the most.
Fingers curling and clinging tightly, he tugs Finn closer, slowly trying to coax him to lie down with him. They can take this slow, sure, but that doesn't mean they can lie down and get a little more comfortable. ]
[ Finn follows very easily, more than up for being maneuvered wherever James wants him. As soon as they're down, though, Finn on his side next to him, he's already taken his lips in another deep kiss.
It should be known that Finn has no plan aside from touching as much as he possibly can, which he's already working on by lifting Jim's shirt so his hand can find more skin. It's nice to keep things this slow, but he just wants to make Jim feel good and cherished. One hand does go lower down his back, though, stopping at his waist to hold on to his hip, one of his legs slipping between Jim's. ]
[ Jim manages a soft hum, a little surprised but nevertheless eager to return the kiss, lips parting and slotting over Finn's. His arms wind around Finn's neck, his body shifting closer, legs parting but still trying not to get too eager and start grinding against Finn's thigh right off the bat.
He'd be lying if he said he didn't feel the urge to do it, though. Having Finn so close to him is definitely tempting, but he can also tell that he wants to take things slow for now, so he tries his best not to push for more just yet. ]
[ Finn shudders a little against him, his breath a bit unsteady. One hand leaves the warmth he had to bury itself into Jim's hair, stroking and petting as he breaks away from the kiss.
Sort of. He can't help but kiss him again for a moment. And then again. And then decides that he'll actually want to stop so- ]
Sorry. [ It's breathless, Finn feeling as if he just ran a marathon from the sheer emotions of it all. ] Just- Just happy. Just want you to feel good.
[ And there's another kiss because of course there is. ]
[ The feeling of those fingers burying into his hair somehow manage to get even more of a response from him than the thigh pressing between his legs. The kiss breaks with a shuddered gasp from him, arching himself closer as he clings to Finn's clothes, head tipping back. ]
What are you apologizing for?
[ That actually makes him laugh softly. Everything is just perfect right now, and there isn't a thing that Jim feels like needs an apology. ]
Getting carried away. [ Though the answer's mostly honest, it's said with a little bit of a teasing smile. Being clingy, really. Rushing things. Etc. That's why he's sorry. It's just dating. It doesn't mean-... Ugh.
But if Jim likes it, who's he to feel guilty?
Finn scratches over his scalp, happy to find that he didn't just like his hair being played with because of the occasional bunny ears. He gently holds on to a bit between his fingers and lightly tugs. ]
You always make me feel good. [ He seems to think about something then comes to a decisions. The decision being why wait. ] I could probably make you feel better, if you like.
[ He returns the smile with a flat stare and a raised eyebrow, amusement coloring his features. Come on now, Finn has to know that he doesn't mind it in the least. Any of it. If anything he likes the thought of Finn getting carried away.
The light tugging on his hair gets a gasp from him, eyes closing and head tipping further, his own hands clinging a little tighter, shifting closer to Finn. ]
Yeah? [ He wets his lips, small smile as he opens his eyes again to look into Finn's. ] And are you gonna tell me... or are you gonna show me?
[ Finn's grin widens, not as mischievous as he is amused and still so so happy. ] Well, since you asked so nicely.
[ He shoves a little against Jim's shoulder until he's on his back, allowing Finn to crawl on top of him. It starts with mouthing at the front of his throat, hands getting under his shirt to ruck it up a little before moving lower and pressing open kisses as he works down James' stomach.
At least with this, he doesn't feel too uncertain. Even if the two Jim's were different people, Finn was still pretty sure he knew what the other liked. There was lube probably in arm's reach knowing this place, so he wasn't too terribly worried about getting carried away again. At least, not right now.
He grazes his teeth beneath Jim's navel in a harmless bite before his eyes dart back up to him, hands working unfasten those pants. ]
[ Jim lets out a huff as he's pushed onto his back, laughing airily. Far be it from him to mind that Finn takes a more active approach— not that he's ever felt him lacking in that regard, mind, but sometimes it's just nice to be the one being guided and coaxed while his partner takes the lead. Maybe it's one of those many things that Finn already knows about him.
He shudders when he feels his shirt being pushed up his torso, though he doesn't yet move to take it off. He's far more interested in the path that Finn's lips take, back arching and body shifting slightly, encouraging him to keep going.
His hips move eventually, if only to help Finn rid him of his trousers. He reaches down to push them past his hips, leaving behind his underwear, and only then does he reach his bunched shirt and pulls it up and over his head, tossing it aside so that too is out of the way. ]
[ Sue him, but Finn has to pause everything and watch as the shirt goes sailing. He presses another open kiss and sucks just above his navel. ]
Beautiful...
[ And now he's moving along, not about to take Jim's trust in him for granted. He said he knows a lot about him from the bedroom and he wants to deliver even just a little bit.
His mouth rests over the bulge in his boxers, tonguing at it gently while his fingers start to divest Jim of that, too. As soon as his cock springs free, Finn momentarily gets the head in his mouth before pulling away again to get rid of those shorts. His mouth is quick to get back on him, though. ]
[ The praise is admittedly unexpected, something that almost seems to come out of the blue. He sucks in a shuddered breath in response, hips shifting, his hands moving down to settle on Finn's shoulders as he starts moving along.
Honestly, Finn wouldn't even need to do much at all to please him. He's already happy enough to just be close to Finn. But that mouth on him definitely manages to drag a groan out of him, head rolling back and knees shifting wider apart as soon as he's completely freed from his clothing. ]
[ He wastes no time in trying to swallow Jim down, only closing his eyes when he has to make himself concentrate on the task at hand rather than how James looks beneath him. He tongues at the head, hand curiously reach lower to press against his perineum for now.
With a low groan and slowly pulling off, he tries to open his throat as best he can, tries to pull on Jim's hip to transmit what he wants him to do.
And speaking of telepathic communication, he briefly wonders if touching his mind right now would be advisable. Maybe something to play around with later (maybe) but it sure seemed to make Jim excited last time. ]
[ Jim practically cries out when Finn swallows him down, careful at first, but then taking more and more until he can feel the head of his cock nudging at the tight start of Finn's throat. His hands cling to him even tighter, nails digging into the flesh of Finn's shoulders, his knees hiking up a little higher, shifting aside just so he can feel the press and rub of fingertips against his perineum.
He moans Finn's name again, unable to quite sit still, though he tries his best to let Finn set the pace. He's evidently eager for whatever Finn can give; or take, rather, considering it's Finn's limits that are more being put to the test. It's obvious he knows what he's doing, though, and that he knows exactly what Jim likes. ]
[ He moans when he hears his name said like that, swallowing Jim down in reward before pulling back for air. This reminds him of their first night, a bit, which... gives him some ideas.
Regretfully, he pulls away, at least knowing that James will like it better in the end. Finn kisses and licks at the head of his cock before moving down the shaft, over his hip. ]
How comfortable are you about penetration? [ Asked in a bit of a hoarse voice as his hand blindly digs around in the end table for the lube he knows just has to be there. ] And fucking my throat? I bet we can do them both at once without breaking something.
[ He knows Jim likes them but he doesn't know if he'll like them with him right now. ]
[ He doesn't really protest the loss of pressure and heat around his cock. Honestly, it feels nice, feeling Finn pull back now, the tension in him easing with a deep, loud groan, breath uneven as his chest heaves and his head sinks heavily onto the mattress.
The question makes him laugh airily. Funny that Finn even thinks he needs to ask. ]
God, yes. [ He can hear Finn trying to paw at the nightstand, and he just turns his torso to his side so he can grab the lube from some box or whatever, practically shoving it at Finn. ] Can't believe you even had to ask.
Finn laughs, too, his a little more mischievous as he presses another kiss to the head of Jim's cock, about as chaste as you can get doing that. ]
Just wanted to be sure.
[ Happy to be of service, he leans back on his knees to quickly wrestle his shirt off. Wouldn't want it getting in the way or something. But then he's back, spreading lube over one hand and warming it while his lips get reacquainted with wrapping around Jim again.
It takes no time at all before he's teasing Jim's entrance and pushing a digit in. He wants to at least try to find his prostate before the face fucking really gets going. ]
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It's not too long before he pulls away just enough to press their foreheads together. ]
You might get sick of it if this is how kissing is from now on.
[ Not that Finn's actually complaining. He's so happy, he could cry. He won't, but... a large part of him kinda wants to. ]
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He leans in to rest his forehead against Finn's too, letting out a soft, happy little sigh. ]
I don't see why. They're some pretty great kisses.
[ He's sure they'll get to a point when Finn will manage not to cut it short by smiling like an idiot. A very cute idiot. ]
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When he opens his eyes again, he's a little calmer, a little more in love. Though James is mostly a blur from this close, Finn still looks at him like he placed the stars in the sky.
This time when he tilts his head and kisses him deep, his happiness doesn't interrupt them. He just kisses him slowly with as much feeling as he can muster at the moment. Which, as usual, is a lot. ]
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But he doesn't pull away. Instead he lets himself be pulled into yet another kiss, sucking in a breath just as their mouths come together, a soft hum leaving him as he reaches out to cling to Finn's shoulder and neck, turning a little more towards him as they deepen the contact. ]
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He just doesn't know how to change anything up to convey it a little more but he can try.
Finn hums back in response, moving to face him and pressing their bodies closer together like he can't quite get enough. If Jim's not careful, he might end up with a lap full if Finn before he knows it. ]
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Because right now he's enjoying the kissing a whole lot more. The fact that this is their second time kissing without something messing with their minds doesn't escape his notice, although he's glad to find that it feels just as intense and exciting as other times before.
As for getting a lap full of Finn, he's definitely not about to complain. In fact he shifts back on the bed a little more, so it offers Finn more room to settle himself comfortably, without the potential risk of falling off the bed. His hands move to Finn's sides in the meantime, so he can hold him close and keep him there. ]
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But talking about everything, acknowledging all this stuff right now, it's too much. He feels overwhelmed with it already and needs some sort of outlet for his happiness and disbelief before it takes a swift turn into something sour and anxious. He'll get to that low, eventually. It just better not be now.
Getting a little taken away, he parts for breath but his lips take a detour, climbing up James' jaw to mouth behind his ear, nails lightly scratching against his scalp. If they pause for half a second, he may wonder if they should talk before... this continues. Or literally do anything else before this continues. He wants to do things right, so long as it pleases Jim. It's just that thinking thing, it's difficult. ]
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He lets out a soft little sound, pleased, head tipping to offer Finn more room to explore, to kiss and nip and taste. His own hands slide down Finn's sides, fingers curling and bunching up the fabric of his shirt, until he can't resist anymore and just slips them underneath the fabric, letting out a shuddered groan as his fingertips trail up the bare skin. ]
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Some of his mind comes back to him even though the rest just wants to burrow deeper into the moment. It's enough to let himself wonder how far he's willing to go with this right now. Instead of wasting time and energy thinking about it, Finn just decides to take this slow. He knows that Jim likes things rough and fast, but he just wants to take this in and not think at all.
There is a bite but it's gentle and quickly gone before he starts sucking on that same spot. One hand continues massaging at his scalp while the other dips beneath the back of shirt and rests at the small of his back. ]
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That sends a shiver down his spine, drawing a groan from him. It's going to leave a mark, he's sure, which will only match the bite he already has from their time in that very special hot spring. He likes it, though; he's got a lot of marks as it is already, not just from Finn, but those two are definitely the ones he'll be cherishing the most.
Fingers curling and clinging tightly, he tugs Finn closer, slowly trying to coax him to lie down with him. They can take this slow, sure, but that doesn't mean they can lie down and get a little more comfortable. ]
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It should be known that Finn has no plan aside from touching as much as he possibly can, which he's already working on by lifting Jim's shirt so his hand can find more skin. It's nice to keep things this slow, but he just wants to make Jim feel good and cherished. One hand does go lower down his back, though, stopping at his waist to hold on to his hip, one of his legs slipping between Jim's. ]
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He'd be lying if he said he didn't feel the urge to do it, though. Having Finn so close to him is definitely tempting, but he can also tell that he wants to take things slow for now, so he tries his best not to push for more just yet. ]
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Sort of. He can't help but kiss him again for a moment. And then again. And then decides that he'll actually want to stop so- ]
Sorry. [ It's breathless, Finn feeling as if he just ran a marathon from the sheer emotions of it all. ] Just- Just happy. Just want you to feel good.
[ And there's another kiss because of course there is. ]
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What are you apologizing for?
[ That actually makes him laugh softly. Everything is just perfect right now, and there isn't a thing that Jim feels like needs an apology. ]
I do feel good. And I want you to feel good, too.
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But if Jim likes it, who's he to feel guilty?
Finn scratches over his scalp, happy to find that he didn't just like his hair being played with because of the occasional bunny ears. He gently holds on to a bit between his fingers and lightly tugs. ]
You always make me feel good. [ He seems to think about something then comes to a decisions. The decision being why wait. ] I could probably make you feel better, if you like.
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The light tugging on his hair gets a gasp from him, eyes closing and head tipping further, his own hands clinging a little tighter, shifting closer to Finn. ]
Yeah? [ He wets his lips, small smile as he opens his eyes again to look into Finn's. ] And are you gonna tell me... or are you gonna show me?
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[ He shoves a little against Jim's shoulder until he's on his back, allowing Finn to crawl on top of him. It starts with mouthing at the front of his throat, hands getting under his shirt to ruck it up a little before moving lower and pressing open kisses as he works down James' stomach.
At least with this, he doesn't feel too uncertain. Even if the two Jim's were different people, Finn was still pretty sure he knew what the other liked. There was lube probably in arm's reach knowing this place, so he wasn't too terribly worried about getting carried away again. At least, not right now.
He grazes his teeth beneath Jim's navel in a harmless bite before his eyes dart back up to him, hands working unfasten those pants. ]
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He shudders when he feels his shirt being pushed up his torso, though he doesn't yet move to take it off. He's far more interested in the path that Finn's lips take, back arching and body shifting slightly, encouraging him to keep going.
His hips move eventually, if only to help Finn rid him of his trousers. He reaches down to push them past his hips, leaving behind his underwear, and only then does he reach his bunched shirt and pulls it up and over his head, tossing it aside so that too is out of the way. ]
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Beautiful...
[ And now he's moving along, not about to take Jim's trust in him for granted. He said he knows a lot about him from the bedroom and he wants to deliver even just a little bit.
His mouth rests over the bulge in his boxers, tonguing at it gently while his fingers start to divest Jim of that, too. As soon as his cock springs free, Finn momentarily gets the head in his mouth before pulling away again to get rid of those shorts. His mouth is quick to get back on him, though. ]
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Honestly, Finn wouldn't even need to do much at all to please him. He's already happy enough to just be close to Finn. But that mouth on him definitely manages to drag a groan out of him, head rolling back and knees shifting wider apart as soon as he's completely freed from his clothing. ]
God, Finn...
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With a low groan and slowly pulling off, he tries to open his throat as best he can, tries to pull on Jim's hip to transmit what he wants him to do.
And speaking of telepathic communication, he briefly wonders if touching his mind right now would be advisable. Maybe something to play around with later (maybe) but it sure seemed to make Jim excited last time. ]
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He moans Finn's name again, unable to quite sit still, though he tries his best to let Finn set the pace. He's evidently eager for whatever Finn can give; or take, rather, considering it's Finn's limits that are more being put to the test. It's obvious he knows what he's doing, though, and that he knows exactly what Jim likes. ]
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Regretfully, he pulls away, at least knowing that James will like it better in the end. Finn kisses and licks at the head of his cock before moving down the shaft, over his hip. ]
How comfortable are you about penetration? [ Asked in a bit of a hoarse voice as his hand blindly digs around in the end table for the lube he knows just has to be there. ] And fucking my throat? I bet we can do them both at once without breaking something.
[ He knows Jim likes them but he doesn't know if he'll like them with him right now. ]
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The question makes him laugh airily. Funny that Finn even thinks he needs to ask. ]
God, yes. [ He can hear Finn trying to paw at the nightstand, and he just turns his torso to his side so he can grab the lube from some box or whatever, practically shoving it at Finn. ] Can't believe you even had to ask.
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Finn laughs, too, his a little more mischievous as he presses another kiss to the head of Jim's cock, about as chaste as you can get doing that. ]
Just wanted to be sure.
[ Happy to be of service, he leans back on his knees to quickly wrestle his shirt off. Wouldn't want it getting in the way or something. But then he's back, spreading lube over one hand and warming it while his lips get reacquainted with wrapping around Jim again.
It takes no time at all before he's teasing Jim's entrance and pushing a digit in. He wants to at least try to find his prostate before the face fucking really gets going. ]
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