Page 23 of Midnight Sun

“Thorfinn,” Jamie sobs, his eyes are squeezed shut, and his breath comes in little pants, a lovely flush covering his face as well as his chest.

Finn slides his hand down from Jamie’s cock, stroking his balls, rubbing over his perineum, and finally pressing against his hole.

“Oh god,” Jamie moans.

“Not your God, Wessex knight. The Old Gods still rule here.”

“No one ever touches me like this,” Jamie whispers.

“Because they don’t know what a perfect little sub you are. They can’t see past your pretenses.”

“You can.”

“Yes. I see you, Jamie. I’m going to put a finger inside you now, okay?”

Jamie nods fervently.

Finn presses in, watching in fascination as Jamie writhes in his hold. He’s so sensitive, like he was made for subbing, for bottoming.

“Now a second one. You can take it.”

“More! I need–” Jamie’s sentence is cut off on a strangled wail. Finn’s cock is twitching with each desperate sound falling from Jamie’s lips. He loves how vocal he is, how utterly frantic he sounds.

Finn carefully curls his fingers, searching for Jamie’s prostate. As he rubs over the little bundle of nerves for the first time, Jamie’s reaction is even stronger than Finn expected. He arches his back and grinds his hips down on Finn’s fingers wantonly. Hell, did no one take the time to give him a proper fingering before?

“Again!” Jamie demands. “Please, please, please, do that again!”

Finn decides to teach Jamie later how to ask for something properly. Right now he’s too turned on by Jamie’s sheer desperation.

“Come for me,” Finn orders, as he presses two fingers against Jamie’s prostate from the inside and his thumb against Jamie’s perineum, to add to the stimulation. Jamie cries out, his whole body spasming in pleasure as his come mixes with the surrounding water. He slumps in Finn’s arms afterwards, blissed out from the force of his orgasm. Finn gently brushes sweaty strands of Jamie’s fringe from his brow. He looks utterly debauched.

“I want to fuck your mouth,” Finn says as he carefully disentangles himself from Jamie and lets him recline against the edge of the pool. “May I?”

“Yes,” Jamie moans weakly.

Finn rises from the water and straddles Jamie’s chest, his still bound hands now trapped under Finn’s body. Jamie whines again, and Finn files the fact away for later reference that being restrained gets Jamie incredibly aroused. He bumps his hard cock against Jamie’s lips, and Jamie opens up immediately.

“Lean back,” Finn orders, and Jamie slumps against the side of the pool, getting even more pliant and boneless under him, taking him in as deep as he can.

Finn feels like he has been on the brink of an orgasm for hours, seeing Jamie coming undone under his touch. Pushing into the wet heat of Jamie’s mouth and hearing his soft moans is enough to send him over the edge after only a few deep thrusts.

Jamie swallows his come greedily, and Finn leans down to kiss the salty taste from his lips. Jamie opens up for his tongue as eagerly as he did for his cock, whimpering into Finn’s mouth.

“You did so well. Such a good little sub,” Finn praises. Jamie’s eyes flutter shut. He looks completely exhausted, which is no surprise after their training session and his first scene as a sub, which got a little more intense than Finn planned. Finn fishes for his backpack and pulls out a water bottle and a few snacks before he slips into the pool again and pulls Jamie against his chest. He feeds Jamie an energy bar and some fruit and makes sure he drinks some water before he lets him doze. Jamie sighs and rests his head against Finn’s shoulder.

Jamie comes back to his senses slowly and Finn can tell that he’s getting self-conscious about his submissive behavior. He strokes gentle hands over Jamie’s arms and shoulders to distract and ground him.

“You’re allowed to enjoy this,sæti. Please, don’t beat yourself up for what you want.”

“It’s just–” Jamie swallows, his body tensing up. Finn’s ready to do anything to get him pliant and relaxed again. “I would appreciate it if you didn’t spread it around that I–” Jamie trails off, sounding worried.

Finn carefully turns him around by his shoulders, so that Jamie’s kneeling between his thighs, facing him.

“Why would I tell anyone what we’re up to in bed?”

Jamie won’t meet his eyes. “Well–”

“I have no interest in talking about our sex life with anyone but you. I would prefer if we could be open in public about dating, though. But we can be discreet if that’s what you wish.”