Swiping at the duffle with one hand, loath to leave Jaime even for a second, Finn dug until he found the bottle. Leaning back over him, Finn pressed kisses up Jaime’s spine, into his shoulder blades, nipping and sucking at that soft spot on his neck.
Helping him along, because Finn was fairly certain Jaime was all fluffy cumulus clouds by now, he whispered into his ear, “Turn back over for me, baby.”
After some shuffling and adjusting of long sleek limbs and his own thick, hairy ones, and many heated kisses between them, Finn had Jaime straddling his lap while he was sitting up, supported by the headboard at his back.
They were both breathing heavily, and a sheen of sweat coated Jaime’s brow, a flush spreading down his shoulders and chest. His cheeks were red, too, but his eyes were bright with wonder and anticipation. And maybe a little trepidation.
“Finn. I don’t know, like this. I mean—I don’t know how?—”
“Shh, Jaime. My Jaime. We’ll go slow. At your pace. Whatever you like, whatever feels good, yeah?”
Jaime bobbed his head, features softening again.
Uncapping the lube, Finn drizzled a generous amount onto his cock, slicking himself up with a few pumps. “Lift up for me baby, there you go.”
Jaime braced a hand on Finn’s shoulder and the other on the headboard. Finn used the leftover lube on his fingers to coat his hole, sliding two inside and hooking themjust so…
Jaime keened. “Finn! Now. Now, I need you now.”
Pulling out, Finn hastily wiped his fingers on the sheets and grabbed Jaime’s hips to steady him.
To steady them both.
Finn’s voice shook. “Ok, baby. I’ve got you.”
Jaime, one hand still braced on Finn’s shoulder, reached down between his spread thighs and held Finn’s cock steady as he slowly lowered himself down, snugging the fat tip right up to his rim. Pink mouth open on a silent gasp, eyes wide and locked on Finn’s, he sank down just enough for the crown to enter with a catch andpopthey both felt.
Groaning together, the resistance gave way to the most delicious tight heat Finn had ever known.
Both hands now scrabbling along the headboard, Jaime whined, “Finn—nnngh!”
Trembling, Finn held tight to his hips and fought the urge to thrust up and come immediately from the snug, hot hold of Jaime’s ass around him. “I've got you, I’ve got you, I’ve got you baby… go nice and s-slow…. So slow for me… there we go.”
Jaime began shifting his hips back and forth slowly, slowly, taking a little more of Finn inside him each time. Unable to concentrate enough to actually kiss him, Finn just pressed his forehead against Jaime’s as he moved, looking down between their bodies to watch where they were joined, entranced at the sight of his cock disappearing into Jaime’s pink hole.
“Baby, my Jaime. Look at you, look at us. Such a good-d boy—Guhh!”
All at once, Jaime sank down, taking him to the root, his ass nestled in Finn’s lap. He tore his eyes up to Jaime’s, who’s brows were pinched together, mouth forming a softoh.
Finn nearly scrambled to lift him off before Jaime placed a hand on his shoulder, shifting back and forth. “Just—give me a minute,ah!”
So Finn did his best to hold still, aside from his trembling, fighting the urge to punch up into Jaime as he felt his ass clench around his cock. He petted up and down Jaime’s arms and back,whispering sweet praise into his ear as he adjusted to Finn’s girth.
Slowly, Jaime began rocking forward and back again, and then he was riding Finn properly, his flushed and pink tip dragging along Finn’s stomach, creating wet trails of precum. “Finn—hiccup—Ooh, so g-good. This is—hiccup—good!”
Being fully seated inside of Jaime stripped Finn bare, leaving nothing but the parts of him that now belonged to Jaime, irrevocably. It was a good thing he’d already come once today while shifted, had already knotted in Jaime’s hands, because Finn wasn’t sure he’d be able to hold his shift back right now otherwise.
He leaned forward and slanted their mouths together, tongue seeking refuge and connection, needing them to be fully one everywhere, everywhere, everywhere.
Jaime was lost in pleasure, whining as his rhythm faltered. “Finn, please. I can’t—I need—please!”
Finn knew what he needed.
Gathering his strength, he gripped Jaime’s hips hard enough to bruise, already having left angry red prints all over his ass and thighs, and began lifting him and dropping him back down on his cock, hard, while he simultaneously thrust up into his downward motions.
Jaime broke their kiss with a gasp and sobbed, throwing his head back and locking his arms around Finn’s shoulders. He wrapped his legs around Finn’s waist tightly and pressed his face into Finn’s neck, surrendering completely to his hold.
They were both beyond words at this point, and Finn lost himself in the steady rhythm of his cock tunneling through Jaime’s tight heat and the breathyuh, uh, uh,sounds he made with each of Finn’s thrusts up as he pulled Jaime down. That, paired with feeling his mate pressed everywhere, sweat-slickskin hot and his scent rich and drugging, had him throbbing for release.
