He pressed another kiss to Finn’s mouth, and then quickly sat back. He was going nearly mad with need, himself, but tried not to rush it despite himself. He grabbed the bottle, slicked up his cock again, and then positioned himself.

“You’re beautiful, Finn,” he whispered as he teased the hole with the slippery head of his cock.”You’re so beautiful. And you’re going to feel so good, Finn. You’re mine. Ahh-“

He groaned as the head finally sank into Finn’s body, shuddering with pleasure. “Yes—“