Finn lets out a soft noise when his cock touches air again, missing the feeling of Jonathan's mouth, but it becomes a moan when he makes use of his hand again. He'd missed those scales too, and the way they feel on his hard length.
He can also guess why Jonathan went back to using his hand. It's the same reason Finn switches out his mouth for his other hand. He's not sure what reptilian alien jizz tastes like, and he'd rather find out another night.
Finn's hands warm up just the slightest more, as if someone turned up the setting on a thermostat, and strokes both dicks at a fast pace.
"I'm... oh yes!" Finn's unable to hold back his climax, letting himself release.
After Finn comes, Jonathan takes a moment to focus on his own pleasure alone. The warms of Finn's hands, stroking...
Jonathan cries out in a strange, serpentine language that definitely is not English, and then the dick that had been sucked fires off it's load. A few seconds pass before the second dick also comes. Relaxing, Jonathan begins to shift around again so he's right side up for snuggling in close to Finn.
Then, in a soft, whispering tone, he says, "I think your sheets'll need to be washed."
Some of Jonathan's load gets onto Finn's chest and some of it gets onto the sheets. No avoiding that, really. He relaxes against the bed as Jonathan shifts to snuggle up with him. Finn's arm goes around the reptilian man, holding him close, a lazy smile on his face.
"Not a bad idea." Finn kisses the top of Jonathan's head, feeling his scales under his lips. "It can wait, though. Right now moving is the last thing on my mind."
Finn idly strokes Jonathan's arm. "You'll stay for breakfast, I hope."
"Yeah, same here," he says, relaxing against Finn. He didn't really feel like getting up any time soon.
"Of course." He has no intention of leaving in the middle of the night, after all, and he loved having other people cook for him. Assuming that's what Finn intends. "Can you cook?"
"You're a man after my own heart," Finn snuggled up a little closer to Jonathan, closing his eyes and relaxing. He reminded himself to make Jonathan a cake within the week.
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Date: 2018-11-04 01:17 am (UTC)He can also guess why Jonathan went back to using his hand. It's the same reason Finn switches out his mouth for his other hand. He's not sure what reptilian alien jizz tastes like, and he'd rather find out another night.
Finn's hands warm up just the slightest more, as if someone turned up the setting on a thermostat, and strokes both dicks at a fast pace.
"I'm... oh yes!" Finn's unable to hold back his climax, letting himself release.
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Date: 2018-11-04 01:50 am (UTC)Jonathan cries out in a strange, serpentine language that definitely is not English, and then the dick that had been sucked fires off it's load. A few seconds pass before the second dick also comes. Relaxing, Jonathan begins to shift around again so he's right side up for snuggling in close to Finn.
Then, in a soft, whispering tone, he says, "I think your sheets'll need to be washed."
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Date: 2018-11-04 04:47 am (UTC)"I needed to change them out anyway."
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Date: 2018-11-06 03:06 am (UTC)"We should probably take a shower at some point, too."
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Date: 2018-11-06 03:15 am (UTC)Finn idly strokes Jonathan's arm. "You'll stay for breakfast, I hope."
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Date: 2018-11-08 01:25 am (UTC)"Of course." He has no intention of leaving in the middle of the night, after all, and he loved having other people cook for him. Assuming that's what Finn intends. "Can you cook?"
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Date: 2018-11-08 02:02 am (UTC)no subject
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