[ 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. ]
Thought my dick in your face and me pinned down to your bed was all the convincing you needed.
[ Sure worked moments ago, so why not now, right? He's not fighting back, he's all but given into it, with no small amount of want on his end.
He sucks in a breath, gasps quietly, shifts his knees apart and tries to arch his hips up towards Finn's mouth, the heat of his breath when he taunts him like that. ]
Usually doesn't take much convincing, [ He shoots back with a sly smile. The way he looks, how charming he can be when he wants to, no doubt that Finn can easily see how he'd have no trouble in that regard. ] Don't tell me you're going to be the first to play hard to get.
[ Aww, that first response gets another laugh out of him. Also, the reason why he's not in such a rush is because he just got off. Thanks, James. "Torturing" him like this is too fun to pass up, anyway.
He tilts his head a little, shrugging one shoulder, pulled a breath away from his cock just to taunt. He could just leave him like this, needy and probably pissed. It's a tempting thought. If he's honest, though, it's not that tempting. Leaving James satisfied is better all around, he thinks. ]
Nah. Those eyes do it for me, too.
[ Said as he lifts himself on his arms, getting a better angle before taking his cock into his mouth, against his throat, swallowing around him. ]
[ It has occurred to him more than once that Finn could easily leave him hanging. What's more, he could just tie him up to the bed again and spend the rest of the night torturing him with touches and grazes, even satisfy himself to the view without ever letting him find his own release. To say that he'd be pissed would be putting it mildly.
He doesn't think Finn's in the mood for that, though, at least not this time. Just for good measure, he tries to present himself as tempting as possible, even if it might make him look a little closer to a desperate little thing, legs spread wide in a silent invitation for Finn to have him however he pleases.
It's not begging, not really, at least not with words. But his flushed cock and deep, uneven breaths speak for themselves.
He's not so secretly pleased when Finn mentions his eyes. They've earned him many favors in the past, especially in this context, and it's nice to know that Finn's not immune to the effects. Before he gets to say anything, though, Finn's lowering his head and swallowing him whole again, and a cry is ripped from his throat as he watches his whole cock disappear past Finn's lips, shuddering when he can feel that tight heat enveloping him completely. ]
[ This time, blessedly for Jim, Finn doesn't let up. He's had fun watching James get all riled up but now he just wants to see him come completely undone beneath him. The crying out is a great start.
Finn opens his eyes to watch him for a second, only catching a hint of that striking blue at of the corner of his eye. Then he refocuses his on his task, getting his hand around the base of Jim's cock while he bobs his head on it, swallowing him down every time he reaches the back of his throat.
That's not to say he's still not having his fun, though, despite this being plenty fun already. Finn stays at a relaxed, unhurried pace, taking his sweet time while James is helpless to just take it. ]
[ The crying out is a dead giveaway of how much James likes it, both the pleasure that Finn's mouth gives him and the fact that he's keeping him pinned down, bending to his will. Far too many thoughts of how Finn could use his powers in this context run through his mind, making him feel even hotter, moans all the more eager for it.
His head rolls back and his hips jerk helplessly, barely moving while Finn bobs his head and sinks down on his cock. Were he any more in control, he would likely mock Finn for how eager he is to swallow his dick, but given his current state and position, he can hardly talk. Instead he swallows the words and closes his eyes, feeling his thighs tense with each swallowing motion around his cock, groaning impatiently at the slow pace Finn seems so delighted to stick to. ]
[ He is a bit eager of his cock, it's true. Finn couldn't really deny it if he tried, especially at this point. They've already gotten up to a lot (much more than what Finn was expecting), and he's still thinking up things they can do. More accurately, things Finn can do to James. It's not like Jim doesn't want it, too. The other man's just as eager for it as he is, if not more.
But he continues to stick to the same pace, languishing in all the sounds James makes. It's part of a power play, taking his time, doing what he wants. That seems to do it for James, not that Finn's going to verbalize such a thing. He'll just keep it in mind while he sinks his throat down around Jim's cock, his free hand trailing against his inner thigh and higher, curious fingers finding his already wrecked hole while he moans about that particular memory. ]
[ Right now, neither of them really is in a position to taunt the other about how easy and eager they are. Not that James could even muster the focus or energy for that, and every time he even opens his mouth, all that comes out is a gasp or a soft moan, lips tucked in and teeth sinking into flesh just to make himself shut up.
But his legs do spread wider, hips shifting only as little as he can manage. His arms are still pressed to the bed, which makes it impossible for him to move, though he manages to at least curl his fingers into tight fists. ]
Let me go, [ He groans, hot and breathless. ] I want to touch you.
[ Finn looks up at him, his eyes practically flashing, and considers ignoring him. It only lasts a second, though, before he thinks better of it and pulls off his cock completely. As much as he likes the current power dynamic, he is very curious to see what James would do, given the chance.
So he leans up just a little over his cock, licking the edge of his lips and smiling sharply, the pressure holding James down evaporating. When he speaks, his voice is a little hoarse. ]
Show me.
[ He dips his head just enough lick at the head, a tease, as if he needed incentives to get riled up. ]
[ James lets out a sharp groan, unclear if it's in reaction to the tongue lapping up across the sensitive head of his cock, or the sudden relief of finding himself free from the pressure pinning him down. He hardly needs to be told twice, his hands going down to dig into Finn's hair. Short though it is, he still manages to push into the small curls, gripping it and then giving it a firm tug. ]
Well, you can keep going, [ He murmurs, a tease, lips curling in faint amusement before he adds, ] Or turn around and let me suck you off too.
[ He hums, thinking the idea over. He already came twice, and James is pretty needy at the moment... ]
Not that I don't like your hands in my hair... [ But look at him, obeying. Finn turns around, his knees on either side of James' head, hovering over and looking down at him. ] That better?
[ He could wait to let James off once he gets off (again), but that's just more games. At this point, he kind of just wants to see James lose his mind. So Finn leans down and takes the head of his cock in his mouth again. ]
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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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[ Sure worked moments ago, so why not now, right? He's not fighting back, he's all but given into it, with no small amount of want on his end.
He sucks in a breath, gasps quietly, shifts his knees apart and tries to arch his hips up towards Finn's mouth, the heat of his breath when he taunts him like that. ]
Usually doesn't take much convincing, [ He shoots back with a sly smile. The way he looks, how charming he can be when he wants to, no doubt that Finn can easily see how he'd have no trouble in that regard. ] Don't tell me you're going to be the first to play hard to get.
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He tilts his head a little, shrugging one shoulder, pulled a breath away from his cock just to taunt. He could just leave him like this, needy and probably pissed. It's a tempting thought. If he's honest, though, it's not that tempting. Leaving James satisfied is better all around, he thinks. ]
Nah. Those eyes do it for me, too.
[ Said as he lifts himself on his arms, getting a better angle before taking his cock into his mouth, against his throat, swallowing around him. ]
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He doesn't think Finn's in the mood for that, though, at least not this time. Just for good measure, he tries to present himself as tempting as possible, even if it might make him look a little closer to a desperate little thing, legs spread wide in a silent invitation for Finn to have him however he pleases.
It's not begging, not really, at least not with words. But his flushed cock and deep, uneven breaths speak for themselves.
He's not so secretly pleased when Finn mentions his eyes. They've earned him many favors in the past, especially in this context, and it's nice to know that Finn's not immune to the effects. Before he gets to say anything, though, Finn's lowering his head and swallowing him whole again, and a cry is ripped from his throat as he watches his whole cock disappear past Finn's lips, shuddering when he can feel that tight heat enveloping him completely. ]
Fuck—
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Finn opens his eyes to watch him for a second, only catching a hint of that striking blue at of the corner of his eye. Then he refocuses his on his task, getting his hand around the base of Jim's cock while he bobs his head on it, swallowing him down every time he reaches the back of his throat.
That's not to say he's still not having his fun, though, despite this being plenty fun already. Finn stays at a relaxed, unhurried pace, taking his sweet time while James is helpless to just take it. ]
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His head rolls back and his hips jerk helplessly, barely moving while Finn bobs his head and sinks down on his cock. Were he any more in control, he would likely mock Finn for how eager he is to swallow his dick, but given his current state and position, he can hardly talk. Instead he swallows the words and closes his eyes, feeling his thighs tense with each swallowing motion around his cock, groaning impatiently at the slow pace Finn seems so delighted to stick to. ]
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But he continues to stick to the same pace, languishing in all the sounds James makes. It's part of a power play, taking his time, doing what he wants. That seems to do it for James, not that Finn's going to verbalize such a thing. He'll just keep it in mind while he sinks his throat down around Jim's cock, his free hand trailing against his inner thigh and higher, curious fingers finding his already wrecked hole while he moans about that particular memory. ]
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But his legs do spread wider, hips shifting only as little as he can manage. His arms are still pressed to the bed, which makes it impossible for him to move, though he manages to at least curl his fingers into tight fists. ]
Let me go, [ He groans, hot and breathless. ] I want to touch you.
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So he leans up just a little over his cock, licking the edge of his lips and smiling sharply, the pressure holding James down evaporating. When he speaks, his voice is a little hoarse. ]
Show me.
[ He dips his head just enough lick at the head, a tease, as if he needed incentives to get riled up. ]
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Well, you can keep going, [ He murmurs, a tease, lips curling in faint amusement before he adds, ] Or turn around and let me suck you off too.
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Not that I don't like your hands in my hair... [ But look at him, obeying. Finn turns around, his knees on either side of James' head, hovering over and looking down at him. ] That better?
[ He could wait to let James off once he gets off (again), but that's just more games. At this point, he kind of just wants to see James lose his mind. So Finn leans down and takes the head of his cock in his mouth again. ]