13
“ThoughtIwas meant to be wakingyouup,” Finn murmured between kisses, his heart clenching in his chest. He hadn’t woken up to being kissed in…
Well.
Too long.
Way too long, apparently, considering how much he was enjoying it.
“Got bored of waiting,” Nolan murmured against Finn’s lips. He’d made sure Finn actuallywasawake first, and then kissed him like it’d been a hundred years since they’d last seen each other.
The fact that Nolan was still eager was nice. Finn had been afraid that he’d lose interest, that maybe he was taking things too slow for Nolan’s taste, but no. No, they seemed to be on the same page, and Finn could hardly believe how lucky he was.
“Hey, uh…” Finn began, not sure how to phrase what he wanted to ask. “I, uh. I was curious about… you mentioned a shoebox…”
Nolan grinned broadly the moment he said it, climbing over the top of him and kneeling on the floor beside the bed before Finn had a chance to react.
“I don’t show this to just anyone,” Nolan said, putting an ordinary-looking shoebox on the bed. Turned out he was a size 9.
Not that Finn expected to need to know his shoe size in the near future, but he filed it away anyway. Everything about Nolan was interesting to him.
“I mean, I’ve actuallynevershowed it to anyone, but… I think I can trust you.”
“I promise you can,” Finn said. He had no intention of hurting Nolan. Not for anything.
Enough people clearly had.
Taking a deep breath, Nolan flipped the top of the box open.
To reveal the biggest collection of sex toys Finn had ever seen in one place.
He owned exactly one bullet vibe he’d gotten free with an online lube order, and he’d never used it.
Hell, he’d thrown most of the lube out a year after it expired. Not that he was convinced something that was mostly water really had an expiration date, but he’d decided it was better not to take chances.
“Holy shit,” Finn said before he could stop himself, eyes wide.
“Please don’t laugh at me?” Nolan asked, worry in his voice.
“Not gonna laugh,” Finn reassured. “Just… wow. Do youuseall these?”
“Ihaveused all of them,” Nolan said. “I’ve got favorites, though. They’re not on, like, an even rotation.”
“I guess they wouldn’t be,” Finn murmured, still staring at the brightly-colored collection. “You wanna, uh… take me through a few favorites?”
“Why?” Nolan asked, suspicious.
Finn looked up at him, realizing that maybe he was making Nolan feel weird about this. “Because I’m not really a sex toy guy, but I wanna know what you like. That’s it. I’m not… mocking you, or anything. I won’t.”
Nolan swallowed, looking down into the box. “I know, it’s just… embarrassing, I guess.”
“I don’t think it’s embarrassing,” Finn said. “I can’t stopyouthinking that, but… from my perspective, it’s cool that you didn’t wait around for like… Prince Charming to come and show you how much fun you could have with your own body. You know what you want on your own terms.”
“And that’s not… I dunno, off-putting to you?”
Finn chuckled. “If you kick me out of bed because I’m less fun than a vibrator, I deserve it.”
“You’re more fun,” Nolan said, the relief of hearing that obvious in his voice. “So far, anyway.”
