It wasn’t hard to find sensitive or tense - as Finn’s fingers brushed his stomach the muscles rippled, tending up. Ticklish. Though he wasn’t about to admit it.

The deep note in Finn’s voice promised to completely undo him, and he made a mental note to later ask Finn to order him to come using that voice. But not right now.

Right now, he arched his back into that kiss, wrapping his legs around Finn’s waist and pulling him down firmly against him. He wasn’t hard yet, but it was stirring. Mostly he just wanted to feel the power muscle of Finn’s body moving against his own.