Page 22 of Midnight Sun
“Come with me then.” Finn disentangles them, takes Jamie’s hand, and leads him down the path toward the lodge. Jamie’s stomach twists with crazy butterflies. He’s going to let this happen.
Chapter 6
Thorfinn
Thisisabadidea of epic proportions, Finn knows that. It could compromise the whole movie if they fuck this up, and Finn usually isn’t the type who lets his colleagues down like this. He was serious when he told Jamie that he doesn’t do casual hook-ups. It just isn’t worth it in his experience. But with Jamie, his brain doesn’t seem to be functioning properly. And the worst part is, his gut tells him this is right, that he should claim Jamie as his and never let him go.
Finn leaves the path a few hundred meters away from their training spot. He doesn’t have the patience to walk all the way back to Hrafna’s lodge. All he can do is not devour Jamie on the spot. Luckily, there’s a hidden hot spring not far from the path. Finn chose this place not only because of the stunning view but also because of the natural pond, which is practically unknown to tourists.
Jamie trails obediently after him, and that alone kindles Finn’s arousal even further.
“Wow,” Jamie breathes as they round a surreal formation of rocks and suddenly stand in front of the steaming pond. The water bubbles out between the rocks and collects in a round natural pool. The rocks are said to be inhabited by fairies, and Finn swears he can feel the ancient, earthy energy that saturates the place. It’s perfect.
“Take your clothes off,” Finn orders. “We’re going for a dip.”
Jamie hesitates for a moment, looking around as if expecting a crowd of hikers to jump out from behind the rocks at any moment and point their cameras at them.
Finn puts a reassuring hand on Jamie’s shoulder. “Don’t worry. We won’t be disturbed. This place is unknown to outsiders, and Snjór would alert us if anyone approached.”
“Okay,” Jamie huffs, fumbling with his clothes. Finn helps him get out of his boots and takes off his shirt, which clings sweatily against Jamie’s chest. Next, he strips him of his pants and underwear.
Finn takes some long seconds to drink in the sight of Jamie, naked and glowing in the golden summer sun. He’s gorgeous like this, eyes wide and radiant, a pink flush on his cheeks and already so aroused that his hard cock is pressing against his abs. Finn hopes they’ll get more opportunities to play, because there are already a thousand scenarios unfolding in his head of what he wants to do to Jamie: getting him naked and tied up, taking his time exploring his body and driving him insane with lust while he himself stays clothed is just one of them. But today he has something different planned, so he shrugs out of his clothes and takes Jamie’s hand again. He doesn’t miss how Jamie wets his lips, his gaze glued to Finn’s chest.
“Come.”
Finn snatches his loop scarf from the pile of his discarded clothes and pulls Jamie with him into the shallow water.
“Oh, it’s warm like a bathtub,” Jamie looks up at him in pleased surprise as they step into the pond. Finn only hums in response. He’s too focussed on Jamie’s lovely body to form coherent sentences. So he decides to concentrate on actions instead of words, turning Jamie around and pressing himself against his back in an imitation of the position their little wrestling session left them in. To Finn’s delight, Jamie moans and pushes his perfect ass against Finn’s hard cock. He’s such a tease. Finn takes Jamie’s wrists and puts them behind his back, holding them loosely in one hand. He half expects Jamie to start struggling again, but he stays perfectly pliant, as if the lost duel had put him into a mindset of submission. Finn holds up his scarf in front of Jamie.
“I’m going to restrain your wrists. You’ll be able to free yourself at any time, but it will help you keep still. Is this okay?”
“Yes, sir,” Jamie’s breathing has picked up and the blue-green of his eyes is almost swallowed by the black of his pupils. Finn senses that Jamie’s knees could buckle under him at any moment, so he hurries to tie his wrists in front of him and lowers both of them into the steaming water.
“Lean back against me. Yeah, that’s good.”
Jamie lets his head rest against Finn’s shoulder, allowing him a breathtaking view of his exposed throat, his sculpted chest and a peek of his rosy cock under the water. Jamie moans as he’s settled against Finn’s chest and submerged in steaming water.
“Oh God, I’ve never had sex outdoors before,” Jamie says, breathless and obviously aroused. Finn loves it.
“Don’t worry about being quiet. We’re the only people for miles.”
Jamie moans again, louder this time.
“You don’t know that,” he protests weakly.
“Trust me,” Finn growls. It may be irrational, but the gift is stronger out here in the Highlands, not as strong as if Finn were riding along the shores of the Westfjords, but way stronger than in the city. Heknowsthat they’re alone out here, heknowsit’s safe and he wants Jamie to feel safe too.
Jamie whimpers at his words, bucking up his hips in a helpless motion. Finn wraps his hand around Jamie’s cock, giving him a few leisurely strokes. Jamie spreads his legs as wide as his position will allow and arches his back. Finn groans at the sight.
“You’re amazing, so eager, so desperate.”
Jamie makes a displeased sound, but his cock twitches in Finn’s hand.
“Don’t deny it,” Finn rumbles into his ear. “We both know that you’re gagging for me to dominate you, that you’ll let me do whatever I please and that you’ll be loving it.”
Jamie presses his face into Finn’s neck, muffling his whimpers in Finn’s hair. But he shamelessly squirms in Finn’s lap, rubbing his arse against Finn’s cock and trying to fuck his cock up into Finn’s hand.
“But you can pretend that you couldn’t stop me with a word whenever you like. You can pretend to be my little Wessex knight, stranded in a foreign land, overpowered, and at the mercy of your foe.”