Page 64 of Midnight Sun

“Thank you,” Finn answers, but his focus is already back with Jamie, who’s swaying gently in the hold of the ropes.

“I’ll leave you to yourselves then,” Annikki says, slipping out of the room with a wink.

Finn kneels down to face Jamie again. “We’re alone now.”

“Good,” Jamie says. “I’ve got something for you.”

Finn tilts his head. “Now?”

“Yes, now. Look into your bag. I put it next to your wallet.”

Curious, Finn saunters to his bag and rummages in it for his wallet. He finds the small remote control tucked next to it immediately.

“What is this?” Finn asks, although he recognizes it right away.

Jamie is already flushed due to his position, but his breath quickens visibly.

“It’s a remote control, sir,” he says, feigning innocence.

“Is it now? And what might it be for?”

Jamie opens his mouth to respond, but Finn has other plans for his magnificent, insolent sub. He seals Jamie’s lips with one hand.

“Don’t answer that. I’ll have a look for myself.”

He turns on the device, making Jamie flinch.

“You realize that wearing a plug to a session like this without asking me for permission is a major transgression.” Finn turns up the vibrating function a notch. “Even if you meant it as a present.”

Another notch. Jamie moans.

“I’m sorry, sir.”

“You’re lucky that I know just the right punishment for you.”

Finn fetches himself a chair and a glass of grape juice. He makes himself comfortable right in Jamie’s line of sight, near enough so he can give Jamie’s shoulder a little nudge with his foot now and then.

Jamie licks his lips as he watches Finn take his seat.

“Please, sir,” he croaks, although he doesn’t seem to be sure what he’s begging Finn for.

"You'll have to finish like this. I'm not going to help you."

Finn gives him a little shove so Jamie’s slowly swaying in the ropes’ hold. Then he turns up the device another notch. Soon Jamie’s writhing, a steady stream of moans falling from his parted lips. He looks absolutely sinful. Finn teases him until he's almost at the edge before turning the vibration off. He allows Jamie to cool down for a while before he starts the game again. After half an hour of this slow torture, Jamie is sweating, squirming in the ropes even when Finn switches the plug off. Finn frees his cock and slowly strokes himself. He could get off by watching Jamie struggle alone. Jamie whines at the sight.

Finn slowly ups the vibration again, watching Jamie’s eyes glass over from the sensation. As the intensity increases, Finn switches through the stages faster. 75%. 80%. 90%. Jamie is visibly struggling now, his body tensed in a tight curve.

“You’re looking so good tied up,” Finn praises. “You squirm so prettily in the ropes.”

“Please,” Jamie rasps. “Sir, more, please.”

How can Finn deny him if he begs so prettily? He turns the device all the way up, and Jamie jolts from the sensation. For several long, delicious minutes Finn watches him come undone, loving how he moans shamelessly in mounting pleasure. When Jamie finally comes with a shout, Finn’s right on the edge with him. He has just enough mind to switch the vibrating plug off before he strokes himself to completion.

Jamie lies lax in the ropes, chest still rising and falling rapidly, when Finn has cleaned himself up and strolls over to free him. He takes his time caressing Jamie’s limp body all over before he carefully starts to undo the suspension.

“How are you?” Finn asks when Jamie is finally untied and lying in his arms, sweaty and content.

“Fantastic,” Jamie yawns. “Gross.”