[ It's not the first time they kiss while they're linked like this, and he hopes it won't be the last. The connection between them lends an added layer of intensity to the kiss, a kind of intimacy that feels all the more engulfing and overwhelming.
It's all the more intense now, when neither of them is holding back, when all feelings are laid out in the open. Whatever the way they've gotten close, Jim doesn't care either; Finn's fingers are on his hair and he hums into the kiss, while his own hands drop to Finn's sides, moving around his waist and fisting his shirt tightly as he brings him even closer. ]
[ Finn hums when he's pulled closer, a sharp spike of pleasure then joy suddenly ringing out between them. They're here. James loves him. This is happening.
Maybe it interrupts how intense and slightly terrifying this moment is, messing up the flow of intimacy. And yet, he can't really hold it back. He smiles into the kiss just as happiness starts to overwhelm him, mixed together with the love. His hands grip at Jim's shirt, deepening the kiss as soon his smile allows, drowning in this. ]
[ Yes, it's happening, but no surprise Finn's brain is only now playing catch-up. To be fair, Jim has had considerably longer to get used to the fact that Finn loves him, so maybe that's why he's not freaking out nearly as much.
He grins vaguely into the kiss when he realizes Finn's smiling, manages to deepen the kiss for a few good seconds, only to break out into a soft kind of laughter a little while later, even as he still keeps a tight grip on Finn's shirt. ] You... did that smiling thing again.
[ When Finn pulls away for a soft laugh, his forehead is still against James. Really, he could be thousands of miles or even lightyears away and should still be able to reach James through the Force like this. But the physical contact doesn't hurt. ]
Sorry. Can't help it.
[ And he really is sorry, even if James has claimed to like it in the past. ]
[ Jim doesn't look or sound at all upset about it, to be fair. Rather the opposite, if anything. Like he's told Finn plenty of times before, he loves the way their kisses dissolve into wide smiles at times, like Finn just can't help how happy he is.
He pets both his cheeks gently, his eyes bright as he pulls away just enough to meet Finn's gaze. ]
Good, [ He says it with a smile, and a happy yet slightly shaky tone. ] I like being able to reciprocate.
[ It's pretty hard for him to believe that he makes anyone happy, especially as happy as James feels through the Force. Finn laughs in response, though, just as shaky. Maybe he can't work with the aforementioned 'forever,' but he's going to try to make James the happiest person in existence for as long as he can.
It almost seems possible, like this, right now.
A palm moves away from his face to rest over Jim's hand. ] Love you... We're going to be useless for a little while, aren't we? [ Because all he wants to do is exactly what they're doing. Sharing each other's thoughts and feelings, staying close, making out a little, crying, and talking about how much they love each other. ]
[ Forever seems kind of overwhelming right now, but then Finn always has been very intense when it comes to them, so he finds himself easily going along with it. There are too many uncertainties, but he finds that he likes thinking of it in terms of 'forever'. Practicality hardly has anything to do with it. ]
Well, I don't know about you, but you know I hate being useless, [ He lets out a soft chuckle, petting Finn's face for a moment, trying to look a little more serious when he adds. ] I mean, we should probably talk about a few things. But it's not important right now, I think it can wait.
[ Finn, for a brief second, can't imagine that there's something more to talk about, something that holds any weight in this. But then he remembers everything else (where they are, where they'll be, whatever home is now) and his happiness threatens to deflate.
But only a little. Nothing could truly ruin this moment, not with the way he feels about it. So his smile merely wavers, and he almost suggests talking now, just getting it over with. Then again, he wonders if maybe this mood won't come back at all when they're done.
He presses their foreheads together again and shuts his eyes. Whether they talk about this or not, Finn knows how things will eventually end up. (And, hell, maybe that's not what Jim wanted to talk about at all.) ] Okay. [ He sighs and drowns in his lover's mind again. It's so easy to slip under now. ]
[ Jim disagrees; there is a lot to talk about, some of which they probably should have talked already, but it's also nothing urgent or life-altering. It can definitely wait a few more days, a couple weeks, or something. He certainly doesn't feel like talking right now.
Instead he would much rather stay right where he is, holding Finn in his arms, embracing him in his mind. With Finn's response, he smiles, then slowly shifts on the couch, sitting with his legs draped over Finn's lap, curling up close to him so they can just enjoy each other's company in a warm, comfortable kind of silence. ]
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It's all the more intense now, when neither of them is holding back, when all feelings are laid out in the open. Whatever the way they've gotten close, Jim doesn't care either; Finn's fingers are on his hair and he hums into the kiss, while his own hands drop to Finn's sides, moving around his waist and fisting his shirt tightly as he brings him even closer. ]
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Maybe it interrupts how intense and slightly terrifying this moment is, messing up the flow of intimacy. And yet, he can't really hold it back. He smiles into the kiss just as happiness starts to overwhelm him, mixed together with the love. His hands grip at Jim's shirt, deepening the kiss as soon his smile allows, drowning in this. ]
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He grins vaguely into the kiss when he realizes Finn's smiling, manages to deepen the kiss for a few good seconds, only to break out into a soft kind of laughter a little while later, even as he still keeps a tight grip on Finn's shirt. ] You... did that smiling thing again.
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Sorry. Can't help it.
[ And he really is sorry, even if James has claimed to like it in the past. ]
You just make me so happy.
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He pets both his cheeks gently, his eyes bright as he pulls away just enough to meet Finn's gaze. ]
Good, [ He says it with a smile, and a happy yet slightly shaky tone. ] I like being able to reciprocate.
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It almost seems possible, like this, right now.
A palm moves away from his face to rest over Jim's hand. ] Love you... We're going to be useless for a little while, aren't we? [ Because all he wants to do is exactly what they're doing. Sharing each other's thoughts and feelings, staying close, making out a little, crying, and talking about how much they love each other. ]
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Well, I don't know about you, but you know I hate being useless, [ He lets out a soft chuckle, petting Finn's face for a moment, trying to look a little more serious when he adds. ] I mean, we should probably talk about a few things. But it's not important right now, I think it can wait.
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But only a little. Nothing could truly ruin this moment, not with the way he feels about it. So his smile merely wavers, and he almost suggests talking now, just getting it over with. Then again, he wonders if maybe this mood won't come back at all when they're done.
He presses their foreheads together again and shuts his eyes. Whether they talk about this or not, Finn knows how things will eventually end up. (And, hell, maybe that's not what Jim wanted to talk about at all.) ] Okay. [ He sighs and drowns in his lover's mind again. It's so easy to slip under now. ]
a wrap for now, maybe?
Instead he would much rather stay right where he is, holding Finn in his arms, embracing him in his mind. With Finn's response, he smiles, then slowly shifts on the couch, sitting with his legs draped over Finn's lap, curling up close to him so they can just enjoy each other's company in a warm, comfortable kind of silence. ]