“Yeah I am never reminding you of that,” he said wryly, but he groaned lowly, rocking his body against Finn’s, his heart starting to hammer.

His blood kept pulsing down to his groin, a little less lazily with each passing moment, and he arched his neck to press open kisses to Finn’s throat.

“... How am I supposed to ever want to leave this island?” He asked, low and breathless.