[ 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. ]
[ Finn gasps when James finally comes, pumping him through it and panting as if the pleasure was his own. But James didn't appear to really stop and just picked right back up almost too quickly for Finn to gather himself. His hips jolted into Jim's grip only once before he came with a moan into his neck.
When it was over and he was busy catching his breath, Finn pulled his finger from James, finally releasing him. The shower was still washing most of the evidence away, but he licked at a stripe of cum on his hand anyway. Unclear who it belonged to but it doesn't seem to matter.
He leans forward and kisses at his neck, jaw, lips-- ]
[ Well, he was kind of hoping to get Finn off soon after, so the fact he manages to catch him by surprise and take him over the edge so easily and so quickly is perfect, really.
He still groans and gasps, shuddering when he feels Finn's release on his hand and fingers, a little on his stomach for the few seconds it takes for the shower to wash it away. Lips parted and still panting, he's about to either say something or kiss Finn, when instead the other man leans in closer and starts kissing him all over.
He bursts into laughter, his head tipping back in response, gladly inviting the exploration of his lips. His own hands, in the meantime, roam up Finn's torso, across his chest and shoulders, gently down his back. ]
[ Finn starts laughing with him. He didn't exactly intend to start kissing him like this but, well, things usually end up this way.
One hand gets into Jim's wet hair, stilling running his lips over his neck even while he laughs. ]
Hope you're ready for all your showers to be like that. [ Cause they're moving in together!! Still kind of ecstatic about that. Finn hasn't had many Christmases but he's pretty sure this is the best one ever. ]
[ Finn's comment just makes him laugh even harder, for some reason. His eyes are closed as he feels little droplets of water landing on his face every so often, and eventually he eases his leg back down so he's again standing on his own two feet. ]
Oh, yeah? I'm gonna hold you to that, you know, [ He murmurs, panting a little still. His fingers push up and weave into Finn's hair, rubbing against the scalp. ]
[ Finn hums and purrs as skilled fingers comb into his hair. It doesn't happen too terribly often, so it's always better when it does. He chuckles a little and nuzzles into his neck. ]
I'll be sure to live up to every expectation.
[ Won't exactly be a hardship. He's pretty excited about his future in bathing, to be honest. ]
[ Jim's also pretty excited about his future in bathing, but also in sleeping arrangements, breakfasts, and anything else in-between. He's actually much more excited about it than he ever thought he would be about moving in with someone, but of course Finn would be the one to make him feel this way.
He leans in for a slow kiss, not deep but passionate, warm, sweet. The water's doing a good job of cleaning up the mess, but he helps it along with his hands, making sure to get everything off (even if they're likely to make a mess all over again when they make it to bed), then he pulls away again. ]
[ Finn makes a noise into the kiss, something like a sigh or moan. It's one of those kisses that takes his breath away and reminds him that this is really happening. So he's a little dazed when James pulls away for a second there.
But he manages to hum in acknowledgement before reaching over to turn the water off. Still ends up getting a little sidetracked on the way back, pressing a kiss into his shoulder a couple of times before smiling to himself and stepping away.
Oh, Finn definitely plans to get them all messy again. If for no other reason than to have another shower.
Once he's out and got a towel for each of them, he smiles back at the picture James makes. ] Have I told you today how beautiful you are? [ Probably. ]
[ Jim takes the towel with a thanks, immediately getting to drying himself off. Shoulders and arms, torso, legs and back, then he moves the towel to his hair to rub off the excess water on it.
Finn's comment makes him pause halfway through, and he smiles at him, almost shy if not for the fact that he doesn't actually feel shy about being complimented like that. ]
Maybe, maybe not. Better err on the side of saying it twice [ or thrice, or more ] than not saying it at all.
[ He's teasing for the most part. He loves being told things like that, but it's hardly a deal breaker if Finn goes a few days without telling him how beautiful or handsome or sexy he is. It's just nice to hear. ]
[ His own grin is teasing which means he's going to be a little insufferable with his compliments for awhile. Jim never seems to get tired of them, though, never grows bored or annoyed. He seems to just enjoy it.
Finn really shouldn't be worried about being too overbearing, though. (And he won't as much someday soon.)
He dries off while he watches James and never once considers clothes. They're totally unnecessary, he's pretty sure. But when he's done, hair still a little damp, he steps forward to take another kiss and tug gently at Jim's towel. ]
[ That's true, it'd be hard for Jim to find Finn annoying when he enjoys the compliments and attention so much. They especially make him smile when they come from Finn of all people.
He lets himself get tugged closer by the towel, grin stretching wider, his own hands going for Finn's towel to instead rid him of it completely. It itches him to just leave it laying around, so he tries to set it down somewhat neatly over the edge of the sink or something, then he urges them both back to the bedroom. ]
[ Finn starts smiling into the kiss when they begin to move, eager about reaching the bed, too. And once they're out of the bathroom, his hands end up on Jim's hips while he turns and backs him to said bed, wanting to sit him down on it, rose petals and all. Why not get them in awkward places?
And that's another thing. He really wants to ask where James got all these petals but that's a question for later. The most important mission right now is kissing James senseless. ]
[ Oh, the petals. Right. With their bath Jim nearly forgot about it, but he chuckles as he's guided to sit down and feels them shift around him on the mattress.
He presses his hands to the covers, sliding them back and brushing through the petals scattered about while his head tips back and he responds to the deep kiss, humming low in his throat while swiping his tongue out to meet Finn's. One hand moves to cup Finn's nape, and he folds one leg up to rest his foot on the edge of the bed, trying to shift back so they can both climb on it. ]
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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. ]
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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. ]
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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. ]
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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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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. ]
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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. ]
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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. ]
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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. ]
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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. ]
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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. ]
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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. ]
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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. ]
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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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When it was over and he was busy catching his breath, Finn pulled his finger from James, finally releasing him. The shower was still washing most of the evidence away, but he licked at a stripe of cum on his hand anyway. Unclear who it belonged to but it doesn't seem to matter.
He leans forward and kisses at his neck, jaw, lips-- ]
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He still groans and gasps, shuddering when he feels Finn's release on his hand and fingers, a little on his stomach for the few seconds it takes for the shower to wash it away. Lips parted and still panting, he's about to either say something or kiss Finn, when instead the other man leans in closer and starts kissing him all over.
He bursts into laughter, his head tipping back in response, gladly inviting the exploration of his lips. His own hands, in the meantime, roam up Finn's torso, across his chest and shoulders, gently down his back. ]
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One hand gets into Jim's wet hair, stilling running his lips over his neck even while he laughs. ]
Hope you're ready for all your showers to be like that. [ Cause they're moving in together!! Still kind of ecstatic about that. Finn hasn't had many Christmases but he's pretty sure this is the best one ever. ]
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Oh, yeah? I'm gonna hold you to that, you know, [ He murmurs, panting a little still. His fingers push up and weave into Finn's hair, rubbing against the scalp. ]
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I'll be sure to live up to every expectation.
[ Won't exactly be a hardship. He's pretty excited about his future in bathing, to be honest. ]
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He leans in for a slow kiss, not deep but passionate, warm, sweet. The water's doing a good job of cleaning up the mess, but he helps it along with his hands, making sure to get everything off (even if they're likely to make a mess all over again when they make it to bed), then he pulls away again. ]
Let's get out of the shower?
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But he manages to hum in acknowledgement before reaching over to turn the water off. Still ends up getting a little sidetracked on the way back, pressing a kiss into his shoulder a couple of times before smiling to himself and stepping away.
Oh, Finn definitely plans to get them all messy again. If for no other reason than to have another shower.
Once he's out and got a towel for each of them, he smiles back at the picture James makes. ] Have I told you today how beautiful you are? [ Probably. ]
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Finn's comment makes him pause halfway through, and he smiles at him, almost shy if not for the fact that he doesn't actually feel shy about being complimented like that. ]
Maybe, maybe not. Better err on the side of saying it twice [ or thrice, or more ] than not saying it at all.
[ He's teasing for the most part. He loves being told things like that, but it's hardly a deal breaker if Finn goes a few days without telling him how beautiful or handsome or sexy he is. It's just nice to hear. ]
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[ His own grin is teasing which means he's going to be a little insufferable with his compliments for awhile. Jim never seems to get tired of them, though, never grows bored or annoyed. He seems to just enjoy it.
Finn really shouldn't be worried about being too overbearing, though. (And he won't as much someday soon.)
He dries off while he watches James and never once considers clothes. They're totally unnecessary, he's pretty sure. But when he's done, hair still a little damp, he steps forward to take another kiss and tug gently at Jim's towel. ]
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He lets himself get tugged closer by the towel, grin stretching wider, his own hands going for Finn's towel to instead rid him of it completely. It itches him to just leave it laying around, so he tries to set it down somewhat neatly over the edge of the sink or something, then he urges them both back to the bedroom. ]
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And that's another thing. He really wants to ask where James got all these petals but that's a question for later. The most important mission right now is kissing James senseless. ]
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He presses his hands to the covers, sliding them back and brushing through the petals scattered about while his head tips back and he responds to the deep kiss, humming low in his throat while swiping his tongue out to meet Finn's. One hand moves to cup Finn's nape, and he folds one leg up to rest his foot on the edge of the bed, trying to shift back so they can both climb on it. ]
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