Finn?
It roars through him a second time as Remi climaxes, leaving Finn completely senseless in the other man's arms. Still shaking off the dreamdust and feeling utterly reluctant to do little more than lay in the alchemist's embrace and drift off back to sleep, it seems they are of a similar mind as Remi hugs him close. Finn's eyes are already closed, the heat of the touch all around him like a dreamy, swaying ship fed by bliss and love and sleepy satisfaction.
Letting out a long sigh as well, his head lolls back into the pillows. No part of him is inclined to move, and even less to speak... so he doesn't. Usually by now he'd be enduring whatever afterglow a client demands, but right now? Finn shares in it - no, he basks in it, and unless he's stopped he really will drift right back off to sleep.
Letting out a long sigh as well, his head lolls back into the pillows. No part of him is inclined to move, and even less to speak... so he doesn't. Usually by now he'd be enduring whatever afterglow a client demands, but right now? Finn shares in it - no, he basks in it, and unless he's stopped he really will drift right back off to sleep.
we all eat lies
when our hearts are hungry
when our hearts are hungry
