When Finn started thrusting with him, every sharp spike pulled a groan from his lips, his own hands moving to rest on Finn's chest as Finn's hand found his. His eyes flickered own as Finn spoke, but it wasn't until the last two sentences that he felt his heart nearly stop in his chest, missing several beats before painfully restarting again. The heat was back, hard and fast behind his eyes, and he had to swallow down a sob that suddenly wanted to slip from his lips.

He breathed hard, swallowing again, starting to ride a little faster a little harder.

"Finn--" He breathed, his voice choked, before he leaned down and kissed him hard, still grinding against his lap even though it was harder to thrust down. He groaned against his mouth, a hot tear transferring from his cheek to Finn's. "Thank you-- thank you for coming back--"