Finn pulled Jaime’s pants down until his knees were free, gently guiding one foot out, and then the other, before hooking one leg over his shoulder, opening Jaime up in a way he’d never been before another. Finn watched Jaime’s cock bob against his stomach, eyes dark with lust, and then he looked up through sandy lashes.
“Are you sure?”
There was a hint of vulnerability there, and it settled Jaime’s nerves at being so exposed, making his heart ache to think that Finn thought he would reject him, that he thought Jaime could ever be frightened of him. So he propped himself up on his elbows, and did not look away.
“I’m sure. I want you, Finn. I want to feel your teeth on me. Don’t hold back. Please.”
Finn let out a broken whine, and he threw one arm across Jaime’s belly, his claw-tipped hand splayed wide to pin him down, while the other palmed the inside of the thigh not slung over his shoulder, spreading him open. Finn settled further into the cradle of his hips and nuzzled and nipped all around Jaime’s leaking cock, teasing the soft skin of his thighs.
It seemed like Finn was everywhere except for where Jaime needed him the most. He mewled, wriggling under the hand pinning his belly and hips to the bed. Propped up on his elbows, spread wide beneath Finn, Jaime watched as he finally took mercy on him, his kisses and nips circling in until he flashed predatory eyes up at Jaime and swallowed his length down in one go.
“Unnf!” Unable to form words, Jaime’s eyes rolled back as he felt himself tap the back of Finn’s throat. The sounds coming from Finn were fucking lurid as he swallowed through a gag, seating Jaime firmly in the hot slide of his throat.
“Oh God, oh God, Finn—” Jaime hiccuped a breath, hips involuntarily rocking up to bury himself further into the wet heat. “S-slow down, or I’m going to—going to come already,” he choked out, voice cracking.
Finn pulled his mouth from the base of him all the way to the sensitive head and lightly suckled there, tongue circling his slit and lapping up the steady stream of precum. He repeated the motion several times, and Jaime sobbed at the gentle pressure, which was somehow just as intense as being swallowed wholly.
Jaime peered down again to find Finn staring up at him, eyes focused and lips shiny. He pulled his mouth off Jaime’s cock before he could come, the wetpopsounding lewd in the quiet of the night between them.
“Keep looking at me, Jaime.” Finn’s words were gruff and thick through his descended canines, a strand of spit and precum connecting his mouth to Jaime’s dripping tip.
Seeing himself spread open and pinned, those fangs so close to the most vulnerable parts of him, made Jaime even harder, and his shaft bobbed as they stared at each other, each taking great heaving breaths.
Finn’s focus shifted from Jaime’s face back to his cock, head tilting like a fox who’d just pinned the rabbit—a predatory gleam in his eye as he watched even more precum slip out and create sticky trails along his stomach.
Without looking away from Jaime’s length, Finn said, “Watch me swallow you, baby. Do you like seeing my fangs around your cock? Do you like feeling them cradle you, knowing that you’ve surrendered yourself to me, that you’ve allowed me to bring you so much pleasure with something so dangerous?”
His warm breath puffed against Jaime’s shaft as he spoke.
“Please, Finn,” Jaime keened, adjusting his leg over Finn’s shoulder so he could thrust up, begging.
His wet tip tapped along Finn’s plush lips, and they widened in a feral grin. “Say it, baby. Say you love my fangs, and I’ll give you what you want. What you need.”
“Fuck,” Jaime ground out. “Yes. Please. Show me. I want to watch my cock disappear into your mouth. I want to see your fangs around me while you do it. I love it. I want to feel them. Please, Finn.”
Finn snarled, “Eyes on me, Jaime. Don’t look away.”
It was a command, and Jaime’s body responded accordingly—flushing even further and sinking into the mattress. But Jaimealso heard the vulnerability in his voice. Finn needed Jaime to watch; he needed to know that Jaime saw all of him, and was not afraid.
He opened his mouth to voice his reassurance that he trusted Finn wholly—that there was never anyone or anything else he could look at when Finn was in the room— but all that came out was a shout as Finn adjusted his hold on Jaime’s thigh and stomach, anchoring him down, and opened his mouth.
The flat of his tongue cradled the underside of Jaime’s cock, wet and warm, and Finn closed his lips around his sensitive head and started that gentle suckling thing he did again, and— “Oh, oh, ooh, Finn—nnnngh!”
Finn’s canines sat flush on either side of his cock. Jaime had never seen or felt anything more erotic in his life, and his hands scrambled for purchase before finally landing on the back of Finn’s head and tangling in his hair. Not to guide, but to ground himself, needing the connection to keep from being completely lost to the pleasure of Finn’s mouth and teeth.
Finn began slow, sucking pulls up and down his cock. Jaime could feel his teeth bumping along his shaft, but they never hurt him, never pricked or pressed too hard. He couldn’t help the noises coming from him, plaintive cries and breathy hiccups as he lost himself in the steady rhythm of Finn’s teeth and tongue, hurtling closer and closer to a climax that he knew he’d never recover from.
The wet heat of Finn’s mouth disappeared, making him cry out in protest, but there was no time for Jaime to complain further as it was quickly replaced with a huge calloused fist closing around him, nearly engulfing his cock and leaving just the reddened tip exposed. Elongated claws extended from his thick fingers, but Finn held them carefully away as he began stroking Jaime in short, fast pulls.
“Do you want my tongue, Jaime? Do you want my tongue on you?”
Holy shit, Finn was actually going to kill him with that tongue. “Ye-es,” he whined, unable to stop himself from thrusting into Finn’s closed fist, hands back to grappling in the sheets. “Please,Finn!”
“Shh, I’ve got you baby.” He gently scraped his fangs along the meat of Jaime’s ass, soothing the sensitive flesh with a kiss afterwards. “My Jaime, I’ll give you what you need. I want to watch you come all over yourself.”
Finn’s hand abandoned Jaime’s cock, leaving him reeling, and gripped onto his ass, thumb pulling a cheek to the side. He swore, “Fucking beautiful,” before lapping the flat of his tongue over Jaime’s hole, over and over, dragging all the way up his taint and balls.
Jaime saw stars. “Fuck!”he sobbed, “I’m—Finn, I’m s-so c-close—close.Ah!”
