Page 64 of Ravenous

“Ollie…” Finn said it like a prayer, a promise, bringing them together once again. This time, they kissed ferociously, clutching at each other as if Ollie’s words had unleashed something between them; however, Finn was still careful, mindful not to grab too hard or push too far, even when Ollie wiggled his tongue enticingly, rolling his hips just so and letting out more of those delicious little gasps.

Arms wound around Finn’s neck and he moaned in return, feeling the sound vibrate along Ollie’s tongue. Emboldened, he brushed his fingertips along Ollie’s thigh, grabbing the hem of his shirt and dragging it up.

With a squeak, Ollie broke away, latching onto Finn’s wrist. “Wait!”

Pulling back completely, Finn held up his hands again and Ollie gave him a half-smile, fidgeting.

“I um…” He took a deep breath, plucking at the front of his shirt. “Could I keep this on? You can touch under it but-”

“We can do anything you want.” Finn lowered his hands, glad that the lights were off. The brightness of the full moon provided visibility but left things shadowed and sensual, which probably made Ollie more comfortable. But his hesitation had Finn checking in, and he would, over and over. “Are yousureyou’re ready for this?”

“Very sure. I just…” Ollie bit his lip. “I don’t want to…” Closing his eyes Finn could see Ollie forcing himself to blurt it out. “It’s our first time and I don’t want to ruin it.”

“Sunshine.” Reaching out, Finn cradled Ollie’s face, resting a palm on each of his cheeks. “You couldn’t ruin this if you tried. I don’t care if it’s our first time or our five thousandth, I only want to be with you and make you happy.”

“Wow,” Ollie let out a breath of a chuckle. “Five thousand times?”

“I was going to say five billion because I plan on being with you forever, but I didn’t want to scare you.” He pressed his lips to the center of Ollie’s forehead.

“Areyousure you want to do this?” Ollie ventured. Anxiety lurked around his eyes and in the set of his mouth as if it didn’t matter that they were alone together in bed, hard and wanting; he still expected Finn to freak out and run away like he was Idiot Number Two. But that would never happen. Sure, he’d harbored some concerns about Ollie’s mental state but, after their talk, he seemed steadier than he’d ever been. It made sense; Finn had felt less burdened once he shared his lonely secret, why wouldn’t Ollie? Plus, having a plan gave him stability, reducing his anxiety and replacing it with hope.

And at this moment, bathed in moonlight, tangled together in Finn’s bed? They were more than connected, they were sharing a soul, and consummating that link was the next logical step. Finn had always wondered what it would feel like to be this close to someone and it was more spiritual and all-consuming than he’d imagined. Ollie had taken up space in his brain, residing there from the moment they met, and Finn was amazed and grateful that this magnificent creature had chosen him.

“More than sure. Do I need to prove it with another blowjob?” He pressed close, rubbing his renewed erection against Ollie, who gasped and flushed prettily. “I know I haven’t been with a man before but I’ve done my research.” Finn licked the shell of Ollie’s ear, enjoying how his entire body seemed to ripple. “And aside from my cucumber skills, I have certain talents that transcend gender.”

Another full-body shiver. Ollie reached full attention and when he spoke, his voice was raw, needy, and begging for pleasure.

“What kind of talents?”

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OLLIE

Olliehadmeltedandwas now liquid, a shallow puddle on the bed. His limbs had stopped working long ago, and at some point Finn had stuffed a pillow under his hips, making sure he was perfectly angled and comfortable, but he didn’t remember when that happened. At least his shirt was still on, as requested, but it had settled around his waist.

Finn had been careful with Ollie, gentle and considerate, but the counterpunch was that his claims were true. Hedidhave an incredible skill and he was damn ruthless with it.

“Ahhh!”Ollie cried out involuntarily, unable to control the various sounds that spilled from him as the tongue in his ass wiggled, feeling far too long and dexterous to be normal. That clever muscle moved as if it had a mind of its own, somehow knowing just how to twist and push, its slickness heightening the sensation, riding alongside Finn’s moans, which vibrated right up Ollie’s channel.

Wiping his sweaty forehead, Ollie had the presence of mind to glance back over his shoulder and the sight almost spun him over the edge. Two large hands held Ollie’s cheeks apart, and Finn’s face was happily buried between them, the scruff on his chin scraping against Ollie’s perineum and rim, layering even more pleasure. Ollie didn’t know if those deep brown eyes were closed because of enjoyment or concentration but they suddenly snapped open as if Finn knew he was being watched.

It seemed impossible but Finn’s tongue extended another inch, pressing Ollie’s button.

“F-Finn!” Ollie shrieked, snaking a hand down to grab the base of his cock, which throbbed, more than ready to come.

Ollie could’ve sworn that the noise Finn made was “Hmmm?” but he was using whatever focus he had to keep from blasting off.

Pulling back, Finn licked Ollie’s opening. “You doing all right, Sunshine?” That raspy tone held teasing arrogance, making Ollie want to simultaneously kiss Finn and kick him.

“Y-You jerk,” Ollie spat into the mattress, still holding the base of his cock like it was a dam ready to break.

Finn chuckled, his breath washing across Ollie’s oversensitive entrance. “I guess you like this?”

Ollie nodded into the bedding, embarrassed byhow very muchhe liked it.

Fingers snaked between Ollie and the pillow, wrapping around his wrist. “Are you close?” Finn had to know how sensual the words were when whispered across his hole.

“Y-Yeah, but-” Ollie never got the chance to finish his thought because Finn yanked his hand away from his leaking cock. The other one quickly followed and all of a sudden Finn was holding Ollie by both arms, keeping him from touching himself.

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