Finn?
If only Finn were able to enjoy this as much as the man beneath him - but at least he is enjoying it, and with the drugs in his system starting to spark and set off fireworks behind his eyes, it really doesn't matter, does it? Drawing back enough for the other man to get a sip of breath, he flicks his gaze up to the horns curling up from his forehead, but doesn't think to mention it. Yes, perhaps there's a smirk curling across his lips - it seems like it ought to be a good sign, after all - and he sits back to readjust.
Because after all, Finn isn't really here to tease (mostly); he's here to please, and Sunjata will not be disappointed. It's difficult to relax with the snapdragon making him want to laugh or scream, but this isn't his first ride, and he locks his gaze on the other man, blue on grey, and guides the Flood inside him. Letting out a shuddering breath, his eyes roll back, hips rocking forward at a pace best described as agonising.
Because after all, Finn isn't really here to tease (mostly); he's here to please, and Sunjata will not be disappointed. It's difficult to relax with the snapdragon making him want to laugh or scream, but this isn't his first ride, and he locks his gaze on the other man, blue on grey, and guides the Flood inside him. Letting out a shuddering breath, his eyes roll back, hips rocking forward at a pace best described as agonising.
we all eat lies
when our hearts are hungry
when our hearts are hungry
