[ It's hard to pinpoint which of the two comes first, but in the peak of the moment, it hardly seems to matter. Jim spills hard and thick inside Finn when he comes, whole body tensing and hips bucking wildly against him, a loud cry leaving him as he keeps up the same fast pace.
He's riding on the high of his orgasm just as much as he's carrying Finn through his own, absolutely addicted to the way Finn's muscles clamp down eagerly around him, impossibly tight, how he spills across his fingers, making a mess of them both.
Even before he's coming down, he's leaning down to trap Finn's mouth in a heated kiss, thrusting into him one last time with a grunt and just lingering there, allowing himself to stay buried inside for a while. ]
[ Even like this, sated and exhausted, Finn still clings to James and tries to keep their kiss from ending. His lungs put up a healthy protest about it, but he can hardly find it in himself to care. Not right now.
Finn's still celebrating his new relationship status, after all.
But he does part from the kiss enough to breathe eventually, though maybe it can't really be called that since their lips are still brushing. ]
[ A sharp little gasp leaves him as the kiss breaks, evidently breathless, but he breaks into a soft little laugh, brushing his nose against Finn's. Eventually, with a slow little roll of his hips, he slips out of Finn, a little groggy as he shifts and lands on his side with a rough sigh, scooting closer against Finn's side. ]
Mm, so are you, baby...
[ He murmurse with a lazy little smile, tipping his head up and pursing his lips for a kiss, eyes closed. ]
[ Finn sighs as they really part, at least one arm staying around Jim's shoulders just for the contact. But then he looks at him and finds himself laughing.
Instead of doing something to make him into a total brat, Finn just rolls over and happily presses his lips to Jim's, a feather light touch that's still ever interrupted by that grin of his. ]
[ Jim very nearly breaks into laughter too, but holds on until Finn finally kisses him. The contact does break when he lets out a soft laugh of his own, but he doesn't move too far, lips pressing and brushing gently over Finn's, his body arching to press closer to his own. ]
You're cute.
[ A statement that has little to do with anything, but whatever. He reaches down to pull up the covers, tucking them up to their shoulders, and letting out a sigh as he settles in comfortably for some warm cuddling. ]
[ Maybe Finn should consider getting up and finding something to get them cleaned up with, despite whatever grumbling James may voice. And yet, he really doesn't want to, especially as the blankets come up and swallow him. Perhaps that would be something for a shower in the morning. They used to take those together regularly, another thing Finn misses and is eager to enjoy again.
So he wiggles into James to get cozy, not matter how sexed out his body feels right now (totally a term, sexed out). ]
And you're beautiful.
[ His mission to remind James of his hard truth at least once a day is back on course, it seems. He brushes strands of blonde hair from his eyes, the hand staying against his scalp as Finn takes another light kiss before really bedding down for the best sleep he's had in weeks. ]
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He's riding on the high of his orgasm just as much as he's carrying Finn through his own, absolutely addicted to the way Finn's muscles clamp down eagerly around him, impossibly tight, how he spills across his fingers, making a mess of them both.
Even before he's coming down, he's leaning down to trap Finn's mouth in a heated kiss, thrusting into him one last time with a grunt and just lingering there, allowing himself to stay buried inside for a while. ]
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Finn's still celebrating his new relationship status, after all.
But he does part from the kiss enough to breathe eventually, though maybe it can't really be called that since their lips are still brushing. ]
You're amazing.
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Mm, so are you, baby...
[ He murmurse with a lazy little smile, tipping his head up and pursing his lips for a kiss, eyes closed. ]
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Instead of doing something to make him into a total brat, Finn just rolls over and happily presses his lips to Jim's, a feather light touch that's still ever interrupted by that grin of his. ]
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You're cute.
[ A statement that has little to do with anything, but whatever. He reaches down to pull up the covers, tucking them up to their shoulders, and letting out a sigh as he settles in comfortably for some warm cuddling. ]
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So he wiggles into James to get cozy, not matter how sexed out his body feels right now (totally a term, sexed out). ]
And you're beautiful.
[ His mission to remind James of his hard truth at least once a day is back on course, it seems. He brushes strands of blonde hair from his eyes, the hand staying against his scalp as Finn takes another light kiss before really bedding down for the best sleep he's had in weeks. ]