"You have two," Finn wasn't expecting that. "That's fucking hot." Gray fingers rub more insistently, to get the slit to open up more. His own cock starts to harden, getting firm in Jonathan's scaly hand.

He moans into the kiss, and again at the nip. Finn then leans in to nibble on Jonathan's neck, just lightly grazing his teeth against the scales, nowhere near hard enough to break the skin.