His heart was thundering in his chest. He didn't know how much time they had left and he almost didn't care - every second of it was already dedicated to Finn. He didn't want to be anywhere else. He clumsily tossed Finn's shirt off, then fumbled with his belt, tossing that off to the side too. The hard wood of the boardroom table beneath him would bruise, probably, but he couldn't care about that either.

He wasn't exactly going to live long enough to see the bruises.

He got Finn's fly open and pushed his pants down his hips before getting his hands around Finn's ass and pulling him sharply against him. The outline of Finn's hard cock was even clearer against his own and he groaned, eyes falling shut.

"W-Wait--" He suddenly said, pausing.

He could feel a weight on his chest that shouldn't be there, anymore.