Finn let out an adorably soft little snore, and I smiled down at him. He’d really done amazing for his first time. I’d been worried he wouldn’t be able to take all of me.
Even Jet, who was considerably more experienced, had struggled to handle me the first few times we slept together.
I got up and made my way to the tiny bathroom, where I wet a washcloth with warm water. Finn’s cum was already drying and making my chest hair clump together in thick, sticky patches, but I would worry about that later.
Right now, I needed to take care of my baby.
The thought cut through my mind, and I winced.
My baby.
Fuck, this was so fucking bad.
I was already thinking of him as mine… which was impossible.
He could never be mine. Not really.
When he found out the truth…
I ran my hand down my face in frustration.
He couldn’t find out the truth. Not until I made sure he successfully achieved his ill-advised goal of riding Leviathans.
I couldn’t risk him refusing to train with me again and dying on that beach. As fucked up as it was, I was his best chance at survival, and I wouldn’t trust his safety with anyone else at this point.
Especially not now that I… wasfeelingwhatever the fuck these feelings were. So, for now, he would need to be kept in the dark.
I would tell him once I had made sure he made it through the winter alive.
Fuck. I was going to break his fucking heart.
The thought of hurting Finn inanyway was starting to become unbearable to me, and I cursed the universe again for putting me in this situation.
Making my way back to his bedroom, I gently spread him back open and used the cloth to clean him up.
I dabbed around his quickly swelling hole and carefully checked to make sure there was no tearing or blood.
Once I was sure I hadn’t hurt him, I let out a sigh of relief. He was fine; he would just be a little sore when he woke up.
Nudging him until he rolled onto his back, I wiped the cum off his stomach and chest next. He smiled in his sleep and reached for me lazily, half waking up due to my ministrations.
“Whaddruuuu doinngg?” he mumbled, causing me to smile.
He was so fucking adorable and sweet. As much as I knew this was wrong, I was so happy I’d claimed him.
Even if he couldn’t be mine forever, he was mine for now, and I was going to take care of him while he was.
“Just cleaning you up, baby; go back to sleep,” I whispered, and his eyes fluttered shut, though that goofy smile stayed plastered on his puffy pink lips.
“I like it when you call me that,” he whispered, making my stomach flip.
“Oh yeah?” I asked, leaning over him and kissing him gently on the lips.
“Mhmmmmm,” he murmured, and I chuckled.
“Then I’ll make sure to call you that all the time,” I promised, brushing his damp hair out of his perfect face.
I stood up, and he frowned, barely opening his eyes.
