Page 63 of Midnight Sun

“I just need to make sure that you’re really consenting to this,” Finn says. It’s not the first time they’ve had this conversation.

Jamie rolls his eyes. “How many times do I have to tell you I’m not under a spell anymore? Didn’t you say yourself that I broke it on my own?”

Finn sighs. Jamie is right, but that doesn’t mean that Finn will stop worrying anytime soon. He slaps Jamie’s pretty backside for his insolent tone nonetheless.

“Manners, Jamie.”

“Sorry, sir.” Jamie doesn’t look the least bit sorry. He’s radiant and playful and that calms Finn’s nerves.

“You’ll tell me immediately if you feel unwell tonight. I’m not just talking about physical discomfort. You will tell me if your mood changes or if the audience makes you uncomfortable, understood?”

Jamie makes a small sound, almost a moan, and his eyes glaze over.

“Yes, sir,” he breathes.

Finn raises his eyebrows in surprise. “Does this turn you on?”

“Yes, sir.”

Finn steps into Jamie’s space, forcing him to back up against a wall.

“Tell me exactly what.”

“Sir?” Jamie’s blush intensifies.

“What is it that is turning you on right now?”

Jamie drops his gaze, taking a few unsteady breaths to compose himself.

“That you take care of me.” Jamie’s breath hitches. “That you take control, ordering me around.”

Finn claims Jamie’s mouth in a searing kiss, intent on showing him just how much he appreciates the answer.

“You’ll like what else I have planned for you tonight,” Finn promises.

Jareth set them up in one of the smaller rooms, not on the main stage Finn used with Halldór. After giving his usual introduction, Finn pushes their audience to the back of his mind, focusing solely on Jamie.

Jamie follows his instructions without hesitation tonight. Obviously, the mere thought of being suspended in the air and watched by strangers has Jamie almost drunk with lust. It doesn’t take long until he’s moaning softly with every caress of the ropes and every touch of Finn’s hands. Jamie is perfectly relaxed, his strength and flexibility making it easy for Finn to guide him into the right position. Finn flows with the experience, grounded in the moment and deeply satisfied with his task. He positions Jamie into a backbend and lets the ropes take his weight, so Jamie is floating in a perfect crescent moon. Jamie watches him with half-lidded eyes every time Finn steps into his line of vision.

Finn squats down and cradles Jamie’s head in his hands. He presses a soft kiss to Jamie’s lips. Jamie opens up for him immediately. Finn takes his time kissing him before he pulls away.

“How are you,sæti?”

“Feels so good,” Jamie gives him a radiant smile, blissed-out and upside down.

Finn strokes gentle hands over Jamie’s face and through his hair, and Jamie arches into his touch, his whole body twitching in the ropes’ grip.

“Do you want to stay like this for a little longer?” Finn asks.

“Yes, sir. Please.”

“Just let me wrap up the demonstration and then I’ll reward you for being such a good little bottom.”

Jamie’s eyes flutter at the praise. “Thank you,” he breathes, and Finn can’t resist kissing him again, before he stands up reluctantly and ends the demonstration.

Annikki ushers the audience to leave and closes the double doors after the last person.

“Just call for me if you need anything,” she says.