[ Finn risks letting go of his jaw, all too aware that Jim wants it more than he lets on. But now that he's got him where he wants, Finn plans to keep him there for the time being.
His now free hand finds the nape of Jim's neck, helping to direct his head wherever Finn wants. He pushes James down as he thrusts up, a much better roll this time. Then, finally, he begins in earnest with a punishing pace, slamming his way into Jim's throat.
If he feels that James genuinely does need him to let up, he will. Again, doesn't want to actually hurt him or something. But he does want to fuck that mouth as much as Jim wants it, and he has no plans of going remotely easy on him. He'll take him straight to the brink before he does that. ]
[ For what it's worth, Finn doesn't need to worry about James lashing out like that. He has absolutely no interest in hurting Finn, he's certainly not planning on biting his dick off or anything, even if things get to be too much for him to handle.
If they do, James certainly isn't planning to let it on. He still pushes back, just to add a bit more of a challenge for Finn, to goad and incite him to be rougher, meaner, more forceful and demanding, because that's honestly turning him on more than anything else Finn could do right now.
His throat's tight, not used to the press of a cock against it, but the thick girth of Finn's erection still stretches the muscles there, forcing its way deeper, down the clenching passage, muffled and choked sounds leaving James when Finn gets to a faster, meaner pace. A few tears gather in his eyes from the sheer intensity of it, but he makes no real attempt at stopping Finn, even as he lets out louder noises, his own knees pressed and spreading on the bed as he presses his hips down against the mattress in a weak attempt at finding some relief for his own arousal. ]
[ He feels the resistance and knows it for what it is, especially when he sees James trying to find relief with the bedding. ]
You love this so much, don't you?
[ In truth, Finn's not sure if James enjoys the fight or if he fights because he doesn't want to enjoy it. Either way, it means little now. The moment is happening, and James might as well look like he's in rapture.
Finn does grow rougher and meaner, though. The more James struggles and the more obvious it becomes of how much he can take, the harder Finn thrusts into him. He brings Jim's head down at the same time as his thrusts, getting deep and fucking his throat raw. ]
Fuck, you feel so good.
[ He hopes no one else has done this to him before. He likes the thought of being the only one to claim his mouth like this. ]
[ Well, he can't exactly deny that, not when he's grinding his hips down onto the mattress. But it's not like he would be able to even if he wanted to, with the way Finn keeps his mouth busy and full.
He does let out a sound, aiming for protest but coming out more like a groan, a sound that comes off more like he's choking, which he kind of is right now. Finn's pace is hard and punishing, painful even when coupled with the hands on his hair, grabbing and yanking, pulling his head down and forcing him to take more, more, more.
Finn's cock pushes right against the back of his throat, makes him literally swallow the thick length, and maybe a tear rolls down his cheek from the strain of it, the abuse and the complete lack of air he's suffering through, but it's absolutely thrilling. The force and viciousness of it, it makes him want to push Finn past other limits he may have too, just to gauge how truly mean and forceful he can get. ]
[ James may find himself surprised. Finn's a gentle soul at heart, but he does have some bite to him. It depends less on hard James pushes as much as what he pushes. Even now, Finn's acutely aware of not permanently damaging him in any way, wouldn't be doing this if he didn't know that Jim enjoyed it.
If he really wanted Finn to get mean, it would take a lot of jumping on a few particular nerves, but it's certainly possible. These days, Finn's found that he has few lines he will not cross. Fewer than he thought or hoped.
He thrusts hard down Jim's throat, his own head falling back as he pushes through the tight resistance again and again, taking and claiming what he's decided is his. It hardly takes much after that line of thought before he's thrusting harder and finally coming with a growl down Jim's sweet throat. ]
[ He would no doubt be surprised by how gentle Finn could be, mostly surprised that such a sentiment could ever survive in a man living in these circumstances, in such a place. Either way, James has always been much better at bringing out the worst in people, rather than the opposite.
Not that he's thinking about that now, of all times. He's not thinking of much of anything, not when Finn's barely giving him the time to breathe, let alone think. He's in no position to protest anyway, the lack of air making him dizzy enough that he can't even think to do that, all muffled, choked noises as Finn grabs him forcefully, fucks into his mouth rougher, harder, deeper, until there's cum spilling against the back of his mouth and down his throat.
If Finn's cock was enough to choke him, this is enough to make him gag for a moment. When Finn does let up, James pulls back with a heaving cough, feeling remnants of Finn's cum coat his lips, cock pressed near his cheek and pouring one last bead onto it, letting it trickle down to his jaw as he struggles to regain his breath. ]
[ Finn spends a moment unthinking, gasping for air with his eyes closed, enjoying it. When he opens his eyes, the sight is honestly better than he expected. ]
You're really pretty like that.
[ Covered in Finn's seed, choking on it- James looks gorgeous. Part of Finn would like to just keep him that way, follow through with the idea of chaining him to this bed and leaving him here until Finn wanted him. It's a tempting idea.
[ James's eyes flash, a mix of arousal and anger, eyebrows knitting tightly. He doesn't acknowledge the comment otherwise, doesn't answer it in any way, even though 'fuck off' is right at the tip of his tongue.
He'll live with being called pretty. Even when it's right after Finn's literally choked him with his dick. ]
What do you want me to tell you? [ His voice is hoarse, and he clears his throat before he adds with a snort. ] Good? Please.
[ He likes that anger. He likes that answer, too. A smile spreads across his face, sharp and daring. ]
Maybe I can do something to make it better, hm?
[ His leg pulls up and shifts to get under James, sneaking lower until his calf brushes his dick. He can feel how much James enjoyed that, knows he must be frustratingly hard. Now's a good time to think some options through. Namely whether or not he should leave him wanting.
Mmm, leaning towards no on that one. James is too fun for that. ]
[ Finn should expect no less from him at this point, really. That said, he might be a little too fucking aroused to pretend like he's not aching for any kind of contact, and when Finn's leg sneaks between his, he lets out a groan, shuddering as his hips grind down instinctively.
It's probably going to lead to more taunting, more smugness, but he doesn't give a fuck at this point. If Finn gets him off, he'll put up with whatever shameless remarks he wants to throw at him. ]
[ Taunting? Maybe. Smugness? Absolutely. Watching James so desperate, totally not begging. He's beautiful like this.
Finn lets his leg move further down, pushing up against James and rubbing against him just like that. It would be so sweet to watch him get off dry humping his leg. No, not desperate at all. For good measure, he takes a handful of hair and pulls. ]
[ James lets out a sound that's nearly a growl as his hair's pulled hard, head tipped back, pale neck exposed. His throat bobs as he swallows dryly, and his hips roll down again, a slow, sinuous movement that has him rubbing himself insistently against Finn's firm leg.
Fuck. Fuck him, fuck him for making him want this so hard. He grits his teeth through that thought, fingers twisting into the sheets, but he doesn't say it out loud. ]
[ Finn laughs, though. Maybe he likes them stubborn. Well, that's how he likes this one, anyway.
He considers and dismisses the idea of helping out, of giving him something more. That being said- He pulls a little harder. ] Might give you my mouth if you ask for it.
[ Doesn't even have to ask nicely. Doesn't even have to say please! It certainly won't be the same as what they just did, sure, but Finn's not one to leave a partner wanting either. ]
[ He's definitely that, yeah. Good thing Finn doesn't seem to be deterred by it, if anything he seems to be enjoying it every time James snaps back at him, and he definitely doesn't ease up on either the thigh pressed between his legs, or the hand gripping his hair.
He groans when a tighter tug comes, hips grinding down harder, more eagerly. ]
Fuck— [ He's absolutely not going to ask. Well, not technically. But he does admit to it, because it'd be pointless to deny it when the very words are enough to make his breath stutter and his eyes darken. ] I want your mouth on me.
[ Hmm... Finn spends an annoying second to mull that over. It wasn't a question, to be fair, and Finn feels he was lenient enough. But James is "demanding" something while caught like this, rubbing himself off on Finn's leg. It's pretty. One of the reasons Finn thinks about it for another second. ]
Close enough.
[ He lets up on the grip he had on Jim's hair, his other hand pushing at Jim's shoulder to make him lie back. ]
[ It's nowhere near begging, but it's hard to deny how eager James is for it when he's pretty much humping Finn's leg like a dog in heat. He could easily get himself off just like this, but now that Finn mentioned getting his mouth on him, it's impossibly to take that image out of his head.
That's the main reason he doesn't struggle at all as Finn pushes at his shoulder, rolling over and lying flat on his back. His hand reaches out without thought, curling around the back of Finn's neck. As soon as he realizes the tenderness of the touch, he digs his nails into his nape, and he shifts his legs apart to coax Finn closer. ]
[ Finn appreciates that tenderness for the entire second it's there but would have been startled if it lingered any longer. The bite of nails is almost expected already, and Finn even gives a little smile over it.
But he doesn't bend to Jim's will. This dynamic goes the other way around, as far as he's concerned. Finn's not going to budge any more than he wants to, no matter where those hands go. But he does reach out with the Force to pin down James, make sure he can't do much more than writhe around.
Of course, Finn's paying close attention, making sure he likes this. From what he's seen so far, he's got some expectations. ]
You're going to get what I give you.
[ A bit of a warning as he finally lowers himself, gently grazing his tongue against the head, teasing as he presses slow, open kisses wherever he wants. ]
[ It's impossible not to feel that push of the Force as Finn finally has enough of James's antics and pins him down to the bed. He struggles against it still, but finds it a futile effort, though the feeling of being held down forcefully like this has the amazing capacity of both frustrating and arousing him.
Finn's words nearly make him smile, though. The mere notion that whatever Finn gives him isn't exactly what he wants. It's not like Finn's been that good at resisting him so far, either.
Still, for the sake of their little back and forth, he still curses out loud and pushes against the hold he feels. It's followed quickly by a warm, quiet moan as Finn's hot mouth touches his hard cock, doing absolutely no more than teasing his already sensitive erection. ]
[ Finn will give him what he wants in his own time. Unless this torture is what James wants. Which, to be honest, Finn figures that's absolutely the truth, one which wouldn't be admitted openly. He can't wait to find out what else James wants like this, what else he doesn't say.
He'll find out. They've got a lot of time to spend together. Finn will see to that.
He presses his tongue flat against the head, moaning a little from the taste, before he slowly drags it off. A hand moves between his legs, gently around his balls while he finally takes the head into his mouth.
If it looks like he's just playing with James, that's because he is and he's enjoying it. ]
[ Well, he does seem to be enjoying himself plenty, pretty sure that people being taunted and tortured don't feel this good.
That said, he's not the biggest fan of the slow pace, but he doesn't complain. For now, anyway. Might depend on how long Finn keeps this up, he might try for something more rushed and demanding if Finn keeps playing with him like he's his new favorite toy.
Which, in a way, he imagines he is. But then the notion of being used like this by him doesn't particularly bother him. Each touch easily draws an approving gasp from him, hips shifting only as much as Finn's Force hold on them permits, and he lets out a groan when lips finally wrap around the swollen head of his cock, arousal coursing all the hotter through his veins. ]
[ Impatience from James is exactly what Finn's waiting for. Then again, what he's doing now might as well amount to cock worship, so it's not like Jim's in a terrible position here. All the same, Finn wants to explore his new toy and make him wait.
It's a weird give and take they have going on here. Finn wants to force James to submit to him, yes, but he doesn't want to break the man. He doesn't even want to use him, not really, not so far as James isn't eager to do. Maybe he'll take the time to face some facts later, at least enough of them to make sure James doesn't end up using him. And he would, Finn doesn't doubt that.
But the thoughts are dismissed as quickly as they come, Finn moaning and slowly moving down Jim's cock instead. The head presses against the back of his throat, and he swallows once before just as slowly pulling off. He presses a few kisses along the under side, eyes on James. ]
[ Oh, he's definitely not in a terrible position, far from it. He knows Finn will play and tease for as long as he can resist the urge to give (and take) more, but at the same time, he doesn't think that'll last for very long anyway.
So while he does let out frustrated little noises here and there, it's still plenty clear that he's enjoying the attention, perhaps all the more so when he's pinned down like this. Before long he's feeling the head of his cock press to the back of Finn's throat, a sharp moan pushing past his lips as he rocks his hips, followed by a noise of protest when Finn pulls back. ]
Fuck. [ His arms tug and yank, or they try at least, but he can't really move now. Instead he just groans and looks down to meet Finn's gaze, defiance in his own. ] So? That's it?
[ No, this won't last very long, but Finn's having too much fun right now, evidenced by his laughing. ]
Haven't decided yet. [ He drags his tongue up to the head, still grinning wide, yellow eyes flashing in mischief. ] You could always try to convince me otherwise.
[ He doesn't have to beg or anything. James has been plenty convincing so far this evening. Finn just wants to know what he'll do, if anything. In the meantime, he wraps his lips around the head, laving his tongue over it and suckling just a little. ]
[ Another groan, more impatient than anything else, eyes rolling back in frustration. ]
I told you already, you're not getting me to beg.
[ He can keep trying all he wants, he can keep taunting him just like this, warm mouth just barely wrapped around the tip of his achingly hard cock, but he would sooner spend the night with a raging hard-on than beg Finn for anything. And besides, he's already told Finn what he wants, and like Finn said: good enough.
In all honesty, he doubts Finn will deny himself the pleasure of making him come with his mouth, but even if he does, James would rather have that than giving him the satisfaction of submitting to him. ]
[ Finn laughs before pulling off of him completely, looking up at him with a bright grin. ]
Not asking you to. Just wondered how you'd convince me.
[ Always so intense with him, even when they're having fun. Granted, Finn does like the control, especially over a man so used to power. He likes the intensity, the rough nature of James in general. And he likes the challenge a lot. ]
You don't usually ask for things, huh? [ He mouths at his cock again, his teeth scraping over the sensitive head, before he appears to think otherwise about taking it. ] If you see someone you want, how do you convince them? Or do you just take?
[ He absently goes back to wrapping his mouth around the head, eyes on James while he waits for an answer. ]
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His now free hand finds the nape of Jim's neck, helping to direct his head wherever Finn wants. He pushes James down as he thrusts up, a much better roll this time. Then, finally, he begins in earnest with a punishing pace, slamming his way into Jim's throat.
If he feels that James genuinely does need him to let up, he will. Again, doesn't want to actually hurt him or something. But he does want to fuck that mouth as much as Jim wants it, and he has no plans of going remotely easy on him. He'll take him straight to the brink before he does that. ]
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If they do, James certainly isn't planning to let it on. He still pushes back, just to add a bit more of a challenge for Finn, to goad and incite him to be rougher, meaner, more forceful and demanding, because that's honestly turning him on more than anything else Finn could do right now.
His throat's tight, not used to the press of a cock against it, but the thick girth of Finn's erection still stretches the muscles there, forcing its way deeper, down the clenching passage, muffled and choked sounds leaving James when Finn gets to a faster, meaner pace. A few tears gather in his eyes from the sheer intensity of it, but he makes no real attempt at stopping Finn, even as he lets out louder noises, his own knees pressed and spreading on the bed as he presses his hips down against the mattress in a weak attempt at finding some relief for his own arousal. ]
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You love this so much, don't you?
[ In truth, Finn's not sure if James enjoys the fight or if he fights because he doesn't want to enjoy it. Either way, it means little now. The moment is happening, and James might as well look like he's in rapture.
Finn does grow rougher and meaner, though. The more James struggles and the more obvious it becomes of how much he can take, the harder Finn thrusts into him. He brings Jim's head down at the same time as his thrusts, getting deep and fucking his throat raw. ]
Fuck, you feel so good.
[ He hopes no one else has done this to him before. He likes the thought of being the only one to claim his mouth like this. ]
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He does let out a sound, aiming for protest but coming out more like a groan, a sound that comes off more like he's choking, which he kind of is right now. Finn's pace is hard and punishing, painful even when coupled with the hands on his hair, grabbing and yanking, pulling his head down and forcing him to take more, more, more.
Finn's cock pushes right against the back of his throat, makes him literally swallow the thick length, and maybe a tear rolls down his cheek from the strain of it, the abuse and the complete lack of air he's suffering through, but it's absolutely thrilling. The force and viciousness of it, it makes him want to push Finn past other limits he may have too, just to gauge how truly mean and forceful he can get. ]
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If he really wanted Finn to get mean, it would take a lot of jumping on a few particular nerves, but it's certainly possible. These days, Finn's found that he has few lines he will not cross. Fewer than he thought or hoped.
He thrusts hard down Jim's throat, his own head falling back as he pushes through the tight resistance again and again, taking and claiming what he's decided is his. It hardly takes much after that line of thought before he's thrusting harder and finally coming with a growl down Jim's sweet throat. ]
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Not that he's thinking about that now, of all times. He's not thinking of much of anything, not when Finn's barely giving him the time to breathe, let alone think. He's in no position to protest anyway, the lack of air making him dizzy enough that he can't even think to do that, all muffled, choked noises as Finn grabs him forcefully, fucks into his mouth rougher, harder, deeper, until there's cum spilling against the back of his mouth and down his throat.
If Finn's cock was enough to choke him, this is enough to make him gag for a moment. When Finn does let up, James pulls back with a heaving cough, feeling remnants of Finn's cum coat his lips, cock pressed near his cheek and pouring one last bead onto it, letting it trickle down to his jaw as he struggles to regain his breath. ]
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You're really pretty like that.
[ Covered in Finn's seed, choking on it- James looks gorgeous. Part of Finn would like to just keep him that way, follow through with the idea of chaining him to this bed and leaving him here until Finn wanted him. It's a tempting idea.
Finn licks his lips and lets the thought go. ]
How's it feel?
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He'll live with being called pretty. Even when it's right after Finn's literally choked him with his dick. ]
What do you want me to tell you? [ His voice is hoarse, and he clears his throat before he adds with a snort. ] Good? Please.
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Maybe I can do something to make it better, hm?
[ His leg pulls up and shifts to get under James, sneaking lower until his calf brushes his dick. He can feel how much James enjoyed that, knows he must be frustratingly hard. Now's a good time to think some options through. Namely whether or not he should leave him wanting.
Mmm, leaning towards no on that one. James is too fun for that. ]
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It's probably going to lead to more taunting, more smugness, but he doesn't give a fuck at this point. If Finn gets him off, he'll put up with whatever shameless remarks he wants to throw at him. ]
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Finn lets his leg move further down, pushing up against James and rubbing against him just like that. It would be so sweet to watch him get off dry humping his leg. No, not desperate at all. For good measure, he takes a handful of hair and pulls. ]
How about this?
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Fuck. Fuck him, fuck him for making him want this so hard. He grits his teeth through that thought, fingers twisting into the sheets, but he doesn't say it out loud. ]
It'll do— I gues.
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[ Finn laughs, though. Maybe he likes them stubborn. Well, that's how he likes this one, anyway.
He considers and dismisses the idea of helping out, of giving him something more. That being said- He pulls a little harder. ] Might give you my mouth if you ask for it.
[ Doesn't even have to ask nicely. Doesn't even have to say please! It certainly won't be the same as what they just did, sure, but Finn's not one to leave a partner wanting either. ]
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He groans when a tighter tug comes, hips grinding down harder, more eagerly. ]
Fuck— [ He's absolutely not going to ask. Well, not technically. But he does admit to it, because it'd be pointless to deny it when the very words are enough to make his breath stutter and his eyes darken. ] I want your mouth on me.
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Close enough.
[ He lets up on the grip he had on Jim's hair, his other hand pushing at Jim's shoulder to make him lie back. ]
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That's the main reason he doesn't struggle at all as Finn pushes at his shoulder, rolling over and lying flat on his back. His hand reaches out without thought, curling around the back of Finn's neck. As soon as he realizes the tenderness of the touch, he digs his nails into his nape, and he shifts his legs apart to coax Finn closer. ]
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But he doesn't bend to Jim's will. This dynamic goes the other way around, as far as he's concerned. Finn's not going to budge any more than he wants to, no matter where those hands go. But he does reach out with the Force to pin down James, make sure he can't do much more than writhe around.
Of course, Finn's paying close attention, making sure he likes this. From what he's seen so far, he's got some expectations. ]
You're going to get what I give you.
[ A bit of a warning as he finally lowers himself, gently grazing his tongue against the head, teasing as he presses slow, open kisses wherever he wants. ]
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Finn's words nearly make him smile, though. The mere notion that whatever Finn gives him isn't exactly what he wants. It's not like Finn's been that good at resisting him so far, either.
Still, for the sake of their little back and forth, he still curses out loud and pushes against the hold he feels. It's followed quickly by a warm, quiet moan as Finn's hot mouth touches his hard cock, doing absolutely no more than teasing his already sensitive erection. ]
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He'll find out. They've got a lot of time to spend together. Finn will see to that.
He presses his tongue flat against the head, moaning a little from the taste, before he slowly drags it off. A hand moves between his legs, gently around his balls while he finally takes the head into his mouth.
If it looks like he's just playing with James, that's because he is and he's enjoying it. ]
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That said, he's not the biggest fan of the slow pace, but he doesn't complain. For now, anyway. Might depend on how long Finn keeps this up, he might try for something more rushed and demanding if Finn keeps playing with him like he's his new favorite toy.
Which, in a way, he imagines he is. But then the notion of being used like this by him doesn't particularly bother him. Each touch easily draws an approving gasp from him, hips shifting only as much as Finn's Force hold on them permits, and he lets out a groan when lips finally wrap around the swollen head of his cock, arousal coursing all the hotter through his veins. ]
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It's a weird give and take they have going on here. Finn wants to force James to submit to him, yes, but he doesn't want to break the man. He doesn't even want to use him, not really, not so far as James isn't eager to do. Maybe he'll take the time to face some facts later, at least enough of them to make sure James doesn't end up using him. And he would, Finn doesn't doubt that.
But the thoughts are dismissed as quickly as they come, Finn moaning and slowly moving down Jim's cock instead. The head presses against the back of his throat, and he swallows once before just as slowly pulling off. He presses a few kisses along the under side, eyes on James. ]
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So while he does let out frustrated little noises here and there, it's still plenty clear that he's enjoying the attention, perhaps all the more so when he's pinned down like this. Before long he's feeling the head of his cock press to the back of Finn's throat, a sharp moan pushing past his lips as he rocks his hips, followed by a noise of protest when Finn pulls back. ]
Fuck. [ His arms tug and yank, or they try at least, but he can't really move now. Instead he just groans and looks down to meet Finn's gaze, defiance in his own. ] So? That's it?
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Haven't decided yet. [ He drags his tongue up to the head, still grinning wide, yellow eyes flashing in mischief. ] You could always try to convince me otherwise.
[ He doesn't have to beg or anything. James has been plenty convincing so far this evening. Finn just wants to know what he'll do, if anything. In the meantime, he wraps his lips around the head, laving his tongue over it and suckling just a little. ]
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I told you already, you're not getting me to beg.
[ He can keep trying all he wants, he can keep taunting him just like this, warm mouth just barely wrapped around the tip of his achingly hard cock, but he would sooner spend the night with a raging hard-on than beg Finn for anything. And besides, he's already told Finn what he wants, and like Finn said: good enough.
In all honesty, he doubts Finn will deny himself the pleasure of making him come with his mouth, but even if he does, James would rather have that than giving him the satisfaction of submitting to him. ]
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Not asking you to. Just wondered how you'd convince me.
[ Always so intense with him, even when they're having fun. Granted, Finn does like the control, especially over a man so used to power. He likes the intensity, the rough nature of James in general. And he likes the challenge a lot. ]
You don't usually ask for things, huh? [ He mouths at his cock again, his teeth scraping over the sensitive head, before he appears to think otherwise about taking it. ] If you see someone you want, how do you convince them? Or do you just take?
[ He absently goes back to wrapping his mouth around the head, eyes on James while he waits for an answer. ]
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