Jaime needed to help with that. Now.
Reaching up to brush his fingers along the waistband of Finn’s pants, blunt nails lightly scratching through the soft hair on his belly, Jaime asked, “Can I take these off?”
Finn gave a helpless whine and nodded his head quickly. “Yes. Yes. But, you first.”
Jaime gave him a playful smirk and used both arms to pull his shirt up and over his head, tossing it off to the side. Finn’s gaze honed in on his bare chest and belly with a predator’s intensity, and goosebumps rose along Jaime’s skin from the attention, nipples peaked and hard.
A low rumble came from Finn. “I’m going to taste every single freckle on your body. Every single one of them, Jaime.”
He shivered beneath the weight of that gaze, the heavy promise in his words. “Me first.”
Reaching forward, he fumbled with Finn’s zipper before grabbing hold of his pants and boxer briefs and gingerly lifting them up and over his straining erection. Finn tipped his hips up to help, and Jaime got them down just far enough for his cock to spring free before he stopped.
And stared.
Finn’s erection was beautiful last night. Long and thick, Jaime will never forget the image of it straining above him, pumping his release all over Jaime’s belly. But like this, seeing the full effect of it, Jaime could only marvel at its heft, and how the weight of it bobbed against his stomach, tipping slightly to the side, too heavy to stand straight when fully hard. The shape of it remained the same; his long shaft swelling to its full thickness in the middle before tapering slightly, the head crowning large and round on top.
The same as before, yes, except like this it was just… more. He was also slightly swollen at the base, right where his shaft jutted out from his balls. And oh, fuck, the size of his balls…
Struck by the sight of Finn’s cock, Jaime was hard as granite.
Realizing he was still staring, blinking owlishly and unmoving, Jaime peered up at Finn through his lashes. He looked sheepish, shuffling in his seat and ears laid down to the sides while his large hands flailed like he wasn’t sure where to put them.
Cute.
“I know it’s a lot. I know I’m a lot. You don’t have to—Oh!” Finn’s sentence was clipped in a breathy shout as Jaime leaned forward, both hands braced on Finn’s thighs, and sucked his wet tip in all at once. “Fuck! Jaime!”
Finn was trembling now, hands still flailing until Jaime found them, lacing his fingers through one and guiding the other into his hair. He moaned at the tug and scrape of it, and bent forward to take more of Finn’s cock down his throat, as much as he possibly could before he was gagging and pulling off, gasping.
He knew he was being sloppy and inexperienced, but Finn didn’t seem to mind, going by the look of shock and pleasure on his face.
“Show me, Finn. Show me what you like.” Jaime leaned forward and took the fat head back into his mouth, suckling there like Finn had done to him.
Finn hiccuped, “Yes, like that.” His hand twisted further into Jaime’s hair and gently guided him down, encouraging him to swallow more. “Take a little more, just like that. There you go, baby.”
The soft dominance of it had Jaime whining and thrusting his hips forward, seeking friction, relief, grinding into the sofa cushion.
Through heavy breaths and fangs, Finn choked out, “Use your other hand, yeah. Harder. Mmmph. Oh—fuck. Yes. S-such a good fucking boy—boy. Already so good at this, Jaime.Jaime!”
Jaime sunk into a hazy pleasure, Finn’s words casting a spell over him, making him feel liquid and warm. He used a hand totwist and tug along Finn’s cock where he couldn’t fit it into his mouth, before dropping down to gently massage and tug on his balls while dragging his tongue along the sensitive underside of Finn’s tip.
His slurping hums and wet gasping breaths were lewd in the quiet of the cabin, but seemed to be driving Finn’s pleasure even higher. Grasping his shaft again, Jaime tried alternating between gentle pressure and a more firm hold, tightening even further at Finn’s encouragement.
Eventually, Jaime wanted to work up to taking him all the way into his throat and swallowing, like Finn had done, but his jaw was already aching from the size and, well, he didn’t think Finn was going to last long enough anyway.
Finn widened his knees further and released his tight grip on Jaime’s hand, now tangling both in his hair and guiding Jaime’s sucking pulls as he made little involuntary thrusts up. Finn was whining now, breathyuh, uh, uh,sounds coming out every time Jaime took him further.
With both hands free, Jaime used the saliva and precum leaking all over to glide his hands up and down the base of Finn’s cock, one on top of the other.
Finn tugged gently on Jaime’s hair. “Baby—baby—baby, I’m going to come s-soon—soon, if you don’t stop?—”
Jaime hummed and fit his mouth back over the thick crown. He could feel the root of Finn’s dick swelling, and when he paused, both hands a firm squeeze around the rapidly expanding base as he continued to suck and lap at the tip, Finn gasped.
“Ooh—oh, Jaimejaimejaimejaime. Look at me. L-look at me—me. There. Good boy. Keep it right—there.Hmmph.Take it. Yeah, just like that. Take it—it!”
Finn’s voice pitched even lower as he grunted and hiccuped out jumbled praise and commands between aborted thrusts up, up, up, and Jaime could feel the rumble of it in his chest.
He was floating now, a pleasure-induced fog had blanketed his senses as he peered up at Finn through his lashes, wet tears leaking while he held his breath between gasps. Eyes locked, all he could do was listen to Finn’s words, let his firm hold at the nape of his neck guide him as he continued his two-handed grip at the base of Finn’s cock.
