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[ 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...

[ It's Finn's voice that pulls him out of it, and he looks up with a small smile, growing wider as he meets his gaze. He tips his head in for a few kisses, each of them light and slow but sweet and passionate, while his hand keeps working at a gentle pace on Finn's cock. ]

I want you, [ He murmurs, though he feels that's pretty obvious by now. He doesn't really have any lube in the shower, although he does have some oil that they've used before, but he won't mind it at all if they just get each other off like this and keep the party going once they get to the bedroom next. He's definitely not going to be done with just one round. ]

[ It is a little obvious. Blissfully, gloriously obvious. Finn smiles right back at him, humming into the kisses they share. ]

You've got me.

[ Way more than he probably thinks he does, Finn figures. Still, he knows what he means.

The hand on his cock doesn't stop, but the other hand trails down his back and cups at his ass. The fingers get curious, searching for his hole and brushing over him gently. Finn knows there's oil in here somewhere, and the thought is so very tempting, but he wants to look at him right now. Just give him a second. ]

[ Whether Finn means right now or just all the time, in a myriad of different ways, it hardly seems to matter right now. Or, well, it does matter, but Jim's choosing not to think too much about it right now. His mind's not quite with him anyway, and he'd much rather focus on the closeness between them, the heat shared between their bodies.

He shudders when Finn's hand starts wandering, expected and yet thrilling when he brushes his fingertips over Jim's entrance. He's tight still, but the thought of having Finn inside him in any way is more than enough for him to relax somewhat, while his own hand curls tighter around Finn's cock, and he strokes him just a little faster, a little more impatient. ]

[ He doesn't want to go too far without that oil in hand but he's also hard pressed to deny James anything. Not to mention removing at least one hand to find said oil. Not happening right now.

Finn moans as James gets more excited, pressing their bodies nearly flush together. His head ducks around, initially nibbling at an earlobe before lower sucking kisses into his neck. The hand on his cock picks up the pace, matching the one Jim's set, while his other hand gets a little more intrusive. Still, he moans when his finger slips inside just up to the first knuckle. ]

[ Jim couldn't give a fuck about being careful right now. Finn's fingers feel too good against his entrance, and he knows he can handle at least some intrusion without anything to aid it, so he tries to encourage just that, stupid idea or not.

When Finn gives him just that, pushing one finger into him and burying about halfway inside, he tenses up and his back arches, a loud moan pushing out of him and making him tremble from head to toe. He lets out a breathless 'yes' and tries to grind his hips down against that touch, while his hand keeps pumping Finn's cock eagerly, already wanting so much more than just a finger inside him. ]

[ James may not be worried about the consequences, but Finn always does. He knows that James wants more so badly (and that knowledge alone is doing a lot for him) but he just pumps his cock harder and grinds their hips together where he can, moaning against his neck.

The breathless word does encourage him, though. Finn gently, slowly moves his finger in and out of him, not really going deeper but getting deep enough to find the spot that'll really distract him. ]

You're so beautiful... [ Murmured into his neck, his breathing labored from the hand on him while his hips begin to push into it. ]

[ It doesn't take much for Finn to find that spot, and Jim tenses the instant he feels pressure against it, pleasure shooting up his spine, making him arch and pushing a moan up his throat. ]

Finn! God...

[ He clings tighter, breathing harsher, while his hand clutches around Finn's cock more firmly, his pace rapid and urgent, thumb dragging and rubbing insistently over the slit at the tip of his erection. At this point they're both going to come just like this, but he can't even bring himself to care, with how good it feels. ]

[ Finn hisses in a breath when the pace picks up, his hips thrusting into the hold. He doesn't want to be the one to come first, so he steps up his own attentions.

His hand tries to match the pace James has set, while the other tries to move faster without hurting him. Or, well, hurting him to the point that it's no longer pleasurable. ]

C'mon, sweetheart... [ Finn groans against his skin and bites into his neck. ]

[ It's easy to tell what Finn's aiming for here, and he knows he'll succeed. Especially since it's a combination between the hand on his cock and the finger prodding inside of him, he knows he's not going to last much longer.

He still tries to stroke Finn as fast as he can manage, but the pace gets more or less lost when his pleasure begins to crest. He trembles and moans, arches towards him again, then he comes with a loud cry, spilling onto Finn's hand and stomach, muscles clenching all the tighter around that one finger still curling and teasing him. He's holding as tightly to Finn as he can manage, seeking some level of balance there, and just as soon as he's gaining pieces of his mind back, he's already picking up pace with his own hand, pumping Finn's erection hard and fast, panting hotly against his cheek as he works as quickly as he can to bring Finn over the edge too. ]

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