[ 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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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. ]