Chapter Fifteen
Prince moaned, coming awake to the sensation of his cock being surrounded by wet heat.
He reached down as he pried his eyes open, and even in the dark moonlight of the bedroom, he could make out a tuft of dark hair bobbing slowly between his thighs, feeling himself grow harder with every stroke of that hot, eager mouth.
"Finn," he breathed, his voice hushed, cupping the nape of his lover's neck.
"You're awake," Finn said, husky and slow, lifting his mouth off his erection.
"What man can sleep through that?"
Finn crawled up Prince's body, settling his full weight on top of him. "I can't sleep," he said, brushing his lips against Prince's. "Do you have a remedy to help me?"
Prince grinned and flipped them over. Finn's legs eagerly parted, welcoming Prince between them. "My poor baby, too excited about the deal to sleep?"
Finn nodded. It had been five months since Bevin and Finn became business partners.
They had skipped their graduation, Finn had packed up everything he owned and moved to New York, and was now living with Prince.
Finn had not wasted any time, jumping straight into restructuring the company, and that day, he had scored a major investment for the firm.
Prince had taken him out to celebrate the win, but it seemed his boy was too wired to sleep.
"Okay, let Daddy rock you to sleep," he said in a deep, low voice, his arousal already taking root as he rolled his hips and ground their cocks together, grateful they both liked sleeping naked.
"Please," Finn whimpered. "I want to feel all of you inside me. Don't make me wait anymore, Daddy. I need you."
He liked it when Finn played along with him. Since coming back from Bermuda, they had shared many intimate moments, but Prince had still been giving Finn time before taking that final step. It looked as if Finn was losing his patience. Honestly, so was Prince.
Prince pressed a soft kiss to Finn's lips. "I need you too." Then he deepened the kiss while reaching over to the nightstand for the lube and condoms.
Putting the items on the bed within arm's reach, he left them there for now and concentrated on what mattered. It was Finn's first time, and he didn’t want to rush things; he wanted to make him feel good. Slowly, he kissed his way down to Finn's nipples, pulling the pebbled peaks into his mouth.
He softly kneaded Finn's skin, using his tongue and teeth to play with Finn's nipples until Finn begged for mercy, and they were swollen and wet.
Then he placed open kisses along his side, sucking a mark into his left hip before doing the same on his right.
Sliding down the bed, he widened Finn's legs, deliberately ignoring his cock, and sucked his balls into his mouth.
"Prince," Finn cried out, pivoting his hips upward as his nails scratched down Prince's shoulders, no doubt leaving marks of his own.
Prince moaned around the balls in his mouth, burying his nose into the base of Finn's shaft, breathing in his scent.
He felt Finn's legs begin to shake and pressed them firmly down, pinning him to the bed.
Prince loved that Finn was sensitive to his touch, and he always knew when to bring him to the edge and when to pull back.
Releasing Finn's balls, Prince kissed and then sucked the inside of Finn's thighs on both sides, leaving marks that would be seen only by him.
Then he kissed from the base of Finn's shaft up to the tip, which was pooling with precum, swirling his tongue around the head and gathering the sweet yet salty drops before taking the entire shaft into his mouth until it touched the back of his throat.
"Oh fuck," Finn groaned, jerking his hips forward and sending it deeper down his throat. Prince relaxed his throat and took the sweet abuse.
Prince pulled back enough to breathe before sucking Finn down again. He released Finn's legs, sliding his hands underneath to cup his ass, lifting his lower half almost off the bed, pulling Finn's cock deep into his mouth with every bob of his head and hollow of his cheeks.
"Oh shit," Finn babbled, his fingers still marking up Prince's back and shoulders as if he were trying to hold on for dear life. "Prince, don't stop. Fuck, please, more."
Prince loved hearing the words flow from his sometimes-too-proper lover. He groaned in pleasure, knowing the vibration was a deliberate distraction, as he gently moved his fingers toward the crack of Finn's ass, pushing between his cheeks and circling his hole.
He felt Finn clench instinctively at the first touch, then slowly ease open beneath the patient circling of his fingertip, as if his body was making up its own mind before Finn did.
Prince filed that away, storing every response, every tell, learning exactly what Finn needed even when Finn didn’t know how to ask for it.
Finn's cock pulsed on his tongue with each stroke. He could tell Finn was close, but Prince didn’t want him to cum yet. It felt so good that Prince widened his own legs and ground his cock into the mattress, teasing the swollen head against the sheets.
Pulling his mouth off Finn's cock, he glided his lips along the side of the shaft, swirling his tongue over the top before placing a gentle kiss there. He looked up at Finn, who was heavily panting, staring down at him.
"Kiss me," Finn ordered.
Not one to deny Finn anything he asked for, Prince moved up his body and claimed his lips in a hard, lingering kiss as he reached for the lubricant.
Separating from their kiss, he sat back and admired his handiwork, taking in the raspberry marks scattered across Finn's skin.
They looked beautiful in the moonlight, and he was glad they had forgotten to close the curtains before going to bed.
"You're so beautiful," Prince whispered, then looked into Finn's eyes. "Are you mine?"
Finn sat up, kissed his chest, and held up the condom before throwing it so far it wouldn’t make sense to retrieve it. "Yes, now and for however long you want me to be."
Prince cupped his cheek, lifting his face so he could look into his eyes. "Do you know what you just did? What it means in this moment?"
"I do." Finn smiled and caressed Prince's cheek. "It means I'll take responsibility for you if anything happens tonight."
Prince chuckled, then leaned down and kissed him softly. "You better."
"Don't worry," Finn said against his lips. "I started taking suppressant controls after we got back from Bermuda. It's not a fail-safe, but I never want barriers between us."
Hearing that, Prince kissed Finn deeper, then pushed him back, separating their mouths.
"Thank you for trusting me," he said, lifting Finn's legs and pushing them to his chest, pulling them as wide as they could go so he could see the pretty hole that would soon belong only to him.
Popping the top of the bottle open, Prince squeezed lube onto his fingers and over Finn's hole.
Leaning down, he trailed his tongue up Finn's stomach before claiming his lips as his finger circled Finn's hole and slowly pressed inside.
Finn gasped into the kiss and bore down on his finger, allowing Prince to add another.
"Fuck, you're so hot inside and out," Prince whispered, placing a kiss on the side of Finn's mouth, moving down his cheek to his neck, kissing and sucking on his soft skin.
Prince moved his fingers in and out, opening Finn's hole with patient, thorough care, scissoring them apart and stretching him slowly, lifting his head to watch every flicker of pleasure that crossed Finn's face.
When he felt Finn begin to relax around him, Prince added a third finger and pressed deeper, curling them until he found what he was looking for.
Finn's whole body jerked. "Prince," he gasped, almost arching clean off the bed.
"There it is," Prince murmured, kissing Finn's cheek and stroking that spot again deliberately, feeling Finn clench and shudder around his fingers.
He worked it slowly, watching Finn come apart beneath him, his mouth falling open, his thighs trembling, his cock leaking steadily against his stomach. "Does it feel good, baby?"
Finn moaned, his hips trying to move but blocked by the legs Prince was holding firmly in place.
"I've been dreaming of this moment," Prince whispered, rubbing slow circles against his prostate. "There is so much more I want to do to you. I want to tie you up, leave my mark on your pretty skin, and plant my seed deep inside you."
With every word he spoke, Finn's moans grew louder and needier, like sweet music to Prince's ears. And when he was certain Finn was about to lose it, Prince pulled his fingers free. Finn whined in protest.
"Soon, baby," he soothed, sitting back and reaching for the lubricant one more time, coating himself thoroughly. He held his cock and gave Finn the best order he had ever spoken. "Come ride me."
Finn seemed confused for just a second before understanding crossed his face. He crawled up and positioned himself with his legs on either side of Prince's hips, his hands finding Prince's shoulders to steady himself, then slowly sank down.
Prince groaned, closing his eyes tight at the first feel of Finn's heat parting around him.
"Prince," Finn whimpered, his arms circling Prince's shoulders.
Prince gripped Finn's hips, stopping him from going too quickly. "Are you okay?" he breathed.
"Mmm," Finn moaned. "Hurts, but so good," he said on a shaky breath. "More."
"Go slow, baby. We have all night long for you to take as much of me as you want." He kissed Finn's jaw, then his cheek, then his mouth, letting Finn set the pace and take control.
"Slow," Finn repeated Prince's words, taking more of him in, pausing every so often to let his body adjust until Prince was fully seated inside him.
"Hurts," Finn whimpered, feeling the stretch that had his erection softening.
"I know, baby," Prince whispered, kissing his chest then his neck. He rubbed Finn's lower back and legs, the gentle distraction easing the pain and coaxing it slowly into something warmer, something that had his cock stirring back to life.
On instinct, Finn rolled his hips slightly, lifting and then sinking back down, clenching around Prince as he moved, moaning softly when a sweet sensation rippled through his entire body.
"Oh fuck, baby," Prince groaned, his hot breath ghosting over Finn's neck and ear. "So tight, so fucking good."
Prince gripped his waist, helping guide his movements. What started out slow gradually intensified, and Finn thought for a moment that everything he had felt on the beach in Bermuda was nothing compared to this. His entire core was on fire. His body was screaming for release.
Finn's arms tightened around Prince's neck, his moans echoing loudly in his ear and possibly in the room.
But he didn't care about the way Prince felt inside him; he couldn't hide his response.
His legs shaking as he moved up and down, rolling his hips, fucking himself on Prince's cock, taking every thrust and every inch.
"Fuck, baby, you feel so good."
Prince grabbed his throat, pulling him into a kiss as he lay him back and deepening his movements.
Finn's legs wrapped around Prince's waist, his heels digging into his ass.
His cock was sandwiched between their bodies, rubbing against their stomach, sending sweet sensations all over Finn.
And he knew he wouldn't last long. Prince turned them on their side, changing the movements and the depth of his thrusts.
"Prince, I need," he gasped, unable to finish his words, when Prince pegged his prostate.
"Shit," Prince cursed, taking Finn's cock in his hand, stroking it to the rhythm of his thrusts, pressing on the head of his erection, driving him crazy. And with his other hand, he tweaked Finn’s sensitive nipples.
"Mm...fuck, Prince, please. I...I can't..." he moaned, burying his face in Prince's neck, biting on his skin.
Prince's hips lost their steady rhythm, hitting his prostate, sending Finn over the edge cumming on Prince's hand. Before the orgasmic wave could settle, or his cock to soften, Prince flipped him on his back, grabbed his legs, and widened them, fucking Finn hard.
All Finn could do was hold on to Prince, moaning and calling his name.
Prince leaned down and captured his mouth, taking every one of his whimpers, his breath.
Finn's heart beat wildly against his ribs as his mind became hazy, and he felt consciousness draw closer and closer to what could only be described as a pleasurable death as he came once more, moaning into their kiss.
Followed by Prince's body stiffening on top of him, a long, deep groan, and a wave of heat seared his inner walls.
Prince separated their mouths and buried his face in Finn's neck. Air filled his lungs as he wrapped his arms around Prince, feeling their connection grow.
It was worth the wait, Finn thought. Giving my first time to Prince was everything I imagined and more.