"I didn't feel obligated." That was true. He didn't. It had been more of a whim than anything else, but one based in a very real need to distinguish Finn's pleasure from his own. His own was something he was ashamed of, especially after the fact. Now that his blood wasn't boiling and he could see clearly again, he was always deeply shamed of it.
But he wasn't ashamed of making Finn come in his mouth. Wasn't ashamed of making him writhe with pleasure while he took none of his own.
No. He wasn't ashamed of that at all.
"I wanted to. I want to. I--" He wet his lips again, almost a nervous tic. "Yeah. I want to try again. Later, obviously, when you're not..." He laughed, embarrassed. "When you're not, uh, completely worn out. Later."
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"I didn't feel obligated." That was true. He didn't. It had been more of a whim than anything else, but one based in a very real need to distinguish Finn's pleasure from his own. His own was something he was ashamed of, especially after the fact. Now that his blood wasn't boiling and he could see clearly again, he was always deeply shamed of it.
But he wasn't ashamed of making Finn come in his mouth. Wasn't ashamed of making him writhe with pleasure while he took none of his own.
No. He wasn't ashamed of that at all.
"I wanted to. I want to. I--" He wet his lips again, almost a nervous tic. "Yeah. I want to try again. Later, obviously, when you're not..." He laughed, embarrassed. "When you're not, uh, completely worn out. Later."