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[ Something about the way Jim moves is apparently ticklish, since Finn starts to giggle. His shoulders hunch up for a second before he relaxes again, swaying against James and resting with a smile on his face now.

However, his eyes do open to watch his hands move along either side of Jim's neck, slightly into his hair. Could it really be called a massage? All he's doing is touching him. Constantly. What he's always wanted, really. ]

You're beautiful... Have I said that yet today?

[ Does it really matter what they're calling it? No, not particularly. They're touching each other, and they're enjoying it. That's all that truly matters in the end.

He chuckles softly when Finn speaks, opening his eyes again, nails dragging gently down to his nape, then along his shoulders. ]

Mm, maybe not today... but I don't mind hearing it more than once, anyway.

Good.

[ Really fortunate, because Finn doesn't really keep up. Honestly, he worries that he says things like that too often, that James will soon get enough of his shmoopy nonsense, but that's yet to happen.

The word is little more than a hum before Finn drifts closer again. This time, his arms wrap around Jim's neck, finally putting them as close as Finn prefers. Skin to skin.

He doesn't bother getting overly physical yet, though. Finn's still relaxing into the touches, his hand still massaging at Jim's scalp and increasingly wet hair. No, not a massage, but he's into this touching thing. ]

[ Jim can't imagine ever getting tired of it. It's not like he hasn't gotten praise often before, because he has, but when it comes from Finn, it's just different. He likes to hear him say these things over and over, all the more so when time and again Finn never demands anything from him.

That's what makes him feel comfortable, and safe. Knowing that he can take his time, that he can follow his own pace as he gets used to this. Knowing that Finn won't just push him, or get to a point where he'll just get tired and leave.

Not that that's on his mind right now. At the moment he's just enjoying this time together, this little peaceful moment between them. He shifts a little and rests his hands on Finn's sides, holding him as close as he can manage too, pressing a few slow kisses to his shoulder and neck. ]

[ Finn hums again, worries about James someday rejecting him not remotely in his head right now. He's too focused on the kisses against his skin and how he shivers despite all of the warm water in the tub with them.

He arches his head back, offering more of his neck for James to do with as he pleases. His eyes have fallen closed, a sigh leaving his lips, while his hands make a slight mess of Jim's hair. He's not exactly watching what he's doing, just threading his fingers through his hair and enjoying this moment. ]

[ Jim chuckles against Finn's skin, feeling the fingers making a mess of his hair. He blindly reaches for whatever's near he can use, and finds a sponge, which he dips in the water and then lifts up to squeeze over Finn's head, pouring water down on him. ]

[ A little squeak leaves him, his shoulders scrunching up, before he starts giggling. He didn't mean to mess up his hair.

But that's okay, he does similar with a big, quick scoop of his hands over Jim's head. Only, his had some roses mixed in, and he's laughing again at the sight. It's not that funny, James soaking wet with petals in his hair, but he's happy enough to make it funny. ]

[ Jim starts laughing at first, but then he sucks in a deep breath when he realizes Finn's about to do the same thing to him. His head tips back too, letting the water wash down his head, hair slicked back and head and shoulders sprinkled with petals all over.

He straightens up and brushes the water away from his eyes, laughing as he looks at Finn again. ]

Are we even now?

[ He laughs while his arms twines around Jim's neck. ] Yeah, we're even. [ Until one of them does something else.

But he doesn't wait for Jim to get the upper hand, if that's his plan. No, he ducks his head and leans in for a deep, slow kiss. ]

[ Jim's laughter subsides into chuckles, and his eyelids lower, his smile softens. His head falls back slightly, a soft purr pushing past his lips, and when Finn leans in for that kiss, he's all too happy to meet him halfway, arms winding tightly around Finn's neck. ]

[ Finn takes to instinct and barely even notices as he shifts to straddle James lap. It's going to be killer on his knees later, but he's so unconcerned with any part of his body that isn't touching his lover. There's a soft moan that leaves him but no rushed pace presents itself. This just feels good, even while his wet hands dip into Jim's hair again. He just wants it to last. ]

[ Oh, it's fine, they've got a bed to move to later and Jim will make sure to get Finn all warm and comfortable. Maybe a massage would help.... now, that's a thought.

Right now, he's more focused on touching Finn all over, getting him as close as possible to him. His hands skim up his sides, around to trace over his spine, and he parts his mouth wider to deepen the kiss, hungrier and more heated as they both get more excited about this. ]

[ Finn spares a brain cell or two to consider bathing. He does enjoy that part of their shower stall encounters, honestly. Taking care of James and all that.

But it is a very fleeting thought before James seems to want and the kiss gets a bit more fierce because of it. He moans into him and allows himself to settle his weight a little, grinding their hips together. ]

[ They'll eventually finish their bath, sure. They can even have a shower in a moment, once he drains the tub (and he's not at all opposed to a round against the shower wall), but right now he definitely likes how eager Finn is to crawl onto his lap, pressing closer until their hips are pressed together, and their lips locked tight.

When Finn grinds his hips down against him, he lets out a noise of his own, warm and pleased. He's already hardening between his legs, and it probably won't be long before Finn can feel his cock pressing up against his ass. His own hips buck up slightly, rubbing against the other man, and his hands slide up Finn's torso to pinch lightly at his nipples, then a little harder when he gets a more pronounced reaction from him. ]

[ Finn gasps against his lips, writhing when Jim starts pinching at his nipples. It's always the spot he least suspects, in all honesty. His kiss briefly meets Jim's jaw before going back to his lips again, hard and passionate. He didn't entirely mean for things to get so intense here but he isn't complaining about it either.

He rocks back against the cock brushing against him, not enough to really give something but certainly enough to feel and tease. It makes him shudder, too, just from the idea.

Meanwhile, one hand has a grip on his hair and the other... doesn't really know where to go. It rubs up and down his torso, brushing over his nipples and chest and neck and back down again. ]

[ Jim's certainly not complaining about the turn things have taken. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't expecting them to get a little handsy while in the bath, but he figured they'd be able to wait it out until they made it to bed.

But this is just fine, too. Wonderful, even. He groans and shudders when he feels Finn's cock against his own, hand curling tighter around them both, fingers of the other curling and digging into flesh. Between panting breaths he mouths along Finn's jaw and neck, nipping and sucking every so often, claiming his lips in a deep kiss whenever he can reach there. ]

Finn, [ He pants hotly, and at first he's not even sure if he's just saying his name for the hell of it or if he's trying to make a point. (The point is they're spilling water all over the floor and should probably do something about that.)

Eventually it clicks in his head. ] We should... ah, maybe get up. Shower? On the shower. Do me like that.

[ Finn would gladly volunteer to clean up the water later if it meant not removing himself from James' warmth right now. Or, at least, for no longer than a few minutes. He grinds into him one more time, mouth sucking a bruise onto his neck, while his mind goes over the comment again and finally understands what's being said.

Shower. Yes. He moans against him, pecks another kiss against his collar bone, and peels away. ] Gladly.

[ Finally, Finn moves off of him and starts to drain the tub. ] You're addictive, you know that? [ It's true. ]

[ Might be a little difficult to mop up the floor without moving away from each other, and Jim definitely doesn't want Finn going anywhere right now. Even getting up for that shower is going to take some effort, but at least he won't have to detach himself from Finn for too long.

Still, the way he's sucking a mark onto his neck makes it a little hard to want to move anywhere. It's also making other things hard, though, and he'd like to focus on that instead.

He lets out a soft laugh at Finn's comment, cupping his face and slotting their mouths in a deep kiss, moaning quietly as he pulls away again, then slowly gets to his feet while gripping the sides of the tub. ] Look who's talking, [ He hums with a wink, offering his hands to Finn to help him up next. ]

[ Finn blinks to process that comment before giving back a blinding smile. Him? Addictive? But any bashfulness he might have doesn't show, not as he grabs Jim's hands and pulls himself up.

There's still the matter of turning the shower on and all that, but Finn makes the mistake of winding his arms around Jim's neck. ] Charmer. [ He mutters before taking a deep kiss. ]

[ Jim lets out a low chuckle, grin wide at Finn's praise. His arms easily wrap around Finn's sides, his hold tighter the closer he gets, and a warm little hum spilled into the kiss as their mouths slot together, deep.

Blindly, he manages to feel his way across the wall, finding the tap for the shower and turning it on. The water's cold for just those first few seconds and he lets out a soft yelp, breaking the kiss, laughing and again pulling Finn back into it once the water's comfortably hot. ]

[ When James jumps that little bit, Finn laughs until his mouth's otherwise preoccupied again. The sudden temperature change made him jolt, too, to be fair.

It's easy to melt into the warm water, rose petals still at their feet while Finn presses him against the tiles. One of his hands grows curious, tucking between them and wrapping around Jim's hard length. ]

[ It's not difficult at all for Finn to silence that laugh, and with just a bit of kissing and guiding him back against the wall, Jim's mind is already elsewhere. Instead it's a low, pleased hum that leaves him as he's pinned to the wall, feet shifting apart slightly, and he folds one leg up just slightly just as Finn's hand snakes between them to stroke his cock.

The kiss breaks with a soft moan, followed by another few pecks and nibbles, tongue dragging across his lips. One of his hands slips down Finn's torso, trailing down to his groin too, his heel rubbing slowly up and down Finn's calf. ]

[ Finn smiles from how James just can't seem to fully stop the kiss. His tongue darts out to meet his before his wrap around him, sucking on it then taking another deep kiss. He doesn't stay with it long, pulls away to let James make all the noise he wants while his hand doesn't stop moving against him. He bites at James' bottom lip and seems to be unable to stop smiling again. A problem, to be sure.

A sigh leaves him while his hips press into the hand at his groin, his own legs spreading a bit while he closes the distance between them. ]

[ Oh yeah, his biggest problem is when Finn just can't stop smiling when they're together. It might get a little in the way of kissing sometimes (and he does love kissing him), but it's not like he can keep his mouth busy for long right now anyway, with the way Finn's stroking him.

Actually, as he too reaches down and starts pumping Finn's cock, it's increasingly harder to keep his breathing in check, each inhale coming up short, leaving him in an audible exhale. He tips his head forward slightly, forehead resting against Finn's, lidded eyes still fixed on the space between their bodies while he watches both their hands working at a similar pace. ]

[ Finn's heartbeat gets faster with every audible breath from James. His own breathing has begun to get labored, too, but he does nothing to escalate the situation. To him, things are pretty perfect right now. James' reactions are intoxicating.

Their foreheads rest together, and Finn's eyes match his except he's watching James' face instead of their hands. He keeps chewing on his own lip, too, free hand running over the back of Jim's neck. So addictive. ] Beautiful...

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