The way Finn’s breath hitched made his heart clench. Knowing that Finn was enjoying this as much as him was definitely the best part.
“Glad you taught me everything I know?” Nolan asked, rocking his hips a little harder this time, lifting himself an inch or so out of Finn’s lap. A moan caught in his throat as he sank back down, perfect friction setting off waves of tingling pleasure inside him.
“You knew plenty before I got here,” Finn said, his voice warm and rough, strained just enough to tell Nolan how he felt about this. “More fun with two people though, right?”
“Oh yeah,” Nolan agreed, letting his head fall forward so their foreheads were pressed together, a swarm of butterflies taking off in his stomach at the simple gesture.
Finn’s hands slid down from where they’d been stroking his sides, fingers curling firmly around Nolan’s hips, holding him in place. Finn’s grip tightened as he thrust up, shoving deep into Nolan’s body, closing the last of the gap between them.
Nolan gasped, feeling the stroke as though it’d ended somewhere around his navel, a sharp jolt of pleasure coursing through him.
“Fuck.”
“In a minute,” Finn responded, smirking. “You’ll figure patience out one day.”
“Unlikely,” Nolan said, breathless, waiting on edge for another hard thrust from Finn. The air between them was impossibly hot, Nolan’s lungs burning already, his thighs tight, the base of his cock aching with arousal.
He rolled his hips, encouraging Finn to move again, wanting to feel his cock as deep inside him as possible.
Finn laughed this time, bucking his hips hard against Nolan’s, making him cry out as another spark of pleasure lit up his nerve endings.
Damn.
“I’m so glad one of us knows what we’re doing,” Nolan said, breathless. He moved his hips again, wanting more from Finn, the pace driving him to the point of frustration already.
He wasnevergoing to learn patience, which only meant that Finn could tease him like this forever. A lifetime of being so turned on and desperate that he wanted to scream.
Which, honestly, sounded good.
“I’m just doing what makes you make sounds like that,” Finn murmured, squeezing Nolan’s hips. “I wanna make you happy. All the time.”
“You already do,” Nolan said, tilting his head to catch Finn’s lips, sucking the lower one into his mouth as they both rocked together, finding an easy rhythm between them. Their bodies moved with each other like they’d been made for it, the push and pull of pleasure flowing back and forth between them, give and take and give and take.
Nolan could imagine a lifetime of easy rhythm. In bed and out of it.
He’d found the thing other people searched their whole lives for on the first try. He wasneverrisking losing Finn again.
“Every little noise you make is sohot,” Finn gasped between kisses, and Nolan made a desperate, needy sound for him in the back of his throat just because he’d said it. Not that it was hard to make those sounds—it was much harder to hold them back. Everything Finn did, every touch, every whisper, every stroke of his hips felt so damnedgoodthat Nolan wanted to whimper and moan and gasp for him constantly, an endless stream of praise and enjoyment.
“Yeah, exactly like that,” Finn continued, his thighs tightening between Nolan’s, the tension in them too strong to miss.Definitelyone of his favorite positions. Any time Nolan had Finn between his legs, he was happy.
He laughed at the thought, but it turned into a gasp as Finn worked a hand between them and curled his fingers around Nolan’s cock, circling the head at first and then stroking down the length, squeezing just a little.
“I’ll make any noise you want if you keep that up,” Nolan said, his thighs burning as his body urged him to go harder, faster. He was bouncing on Finn’s cock by now, panting harshly, his lungs tight in his chest and his head spinning from lack of air.
All of it was perfect. Like every other moment with Finn had been.
Nolan crashed into Finn’s mouth again, biting down on his lower lip as he fucked himself on Finn’s cock, needy little grunts escaping him every time he bottomed out, his gut aching with arousal. A rush of pleasure flowed down his spine, making him want to shiver all over, or go faster, or… something. Anything. Anything to get more of this, tofeelmore of it.
“Harder,” he demanded, though he wasn’t sure there was harder togo. Finn gripped his thigh with his free hand, fingers digging in deep enough to bruise, his hips coming up to meet Nolan’s thrusts so he could feel Finn’s cock hitting sensitive places deep inside him, tears welling up in his eyes again at howgoodthis felt. How incredible Finn’s cock was, how being together made his heart feel too big for his chest, like it could burst at any moment.
Finn was it. Finn was what he wanted, what he’dalwayswanted.
“Perfect,” he sighed, letting his eyes fall closed and his head fall back to Finn’s shoulder, keeping up the pace even as he could feel his thighs wanting to give out on him.
They’d hold until he could come. They’d have to, because Nolan didn’t plan on stopping, not for anything.
The death grip he had on Finn’s shoulders would leave a mark, and he knew it, and he was excited to see it in the morning. To know that Finn washis, that he’d agreed to this, that he’d picked Nolan.
