Finn stayed still and kept his gaze on Raihn, cocking his head every once and a while. It was clear Raihn knew what he was doing, and he wasn't falling for it. This type of person was always fun but also quite frustrating to Finn. He wanted Raihn to fall into his trap, but that wasn't going to happen. Finn didn't answer straight away, instead, he got up off of the hand he was leaning on and got close to Raihn again. He was even closer than last time, but he wasn't close to his lips, instead, he was close to his ear. "The burn." Finn replied quietly, his lips softly grazing Raihn's ear as he slowly pulled away just to meet his gaze. If Finn was playing with fire, he wanted the burn. He kept an intense stare on Raihn, refusing to back away. He could feel his hot breath against his lips, and he liked it. Looking down at his lips, he tilted his head a bit as if he were going for a kiss, but he didnt move.

Raihn felt his pulse hammer against his ribs as Finn's breath ghosted over his skin, his words sinking in like a slow and searing ember. The burn. The way he had said it, the way his lips had just barely brushed against his ear sent a shiver down Raihn's spine. It was clear that Finn wasn't backing down, he was pushing. Tasing. Testing. And damn it Raihn wasn't sure how much longer he could play it cool. His gaze moved over Finn's face, tracing the sharp angles of his jaw and the slight smirk that played at his lips. The intensity in his eyes made something deep in Raihn's gut twist with a feeling he wasn't ready to name. Finn was so damn close and yet he wasn't near close enough. The tension between them was suffocating, electric, and alive with something that Raihn didn't dare acknowledge or attempt to deny. Slowly, he exhaled through his nose and dragged his tongue along the inside of his cheek as if hoping that the act would help him steady himself. With his eyes still fixed on Finn he could tell that the guy was waiting, daring him to do something. And for once, Raihn wasn't going to think, he was going to take. He shifted, tilting his head just slightly before dipping in, his lips brushing against the shell of Finn's ear, his voice so low it was barely a breath. "Don't run this time." He said, and the second those words left his mouth he moved. Pulling back from Finn's air he caught Finn's lips instead. The kiss was slow at first and deliberate, a test, a warning, and a challenge all in one. The heat of it sent a sharp thrill through Raihn's chest, but he refused to rush. He pressed in deeper, tasting the remnants of smoke and beer on Finn's lips. His fingers twitched at his sides as if he were fighting the urge to grab him. And then something snapped. He wasn't aware that his hand had moved at all until it found Finn's jaw. He slid his fingers along it and then around to his nape, tilting his head and deepening the kiss as he did so. It wasn't just heat, it was hunger, something raw and reckless that he honestly doubted he had the will to stop. Finn had asked for the burn, and now Riahn was going to give it to him and let it consume them both in the process.

Finn tilted his head a bit to make his ear more accessible when he saw Raihn moving towards his ear. His heart nearly jumped out of his throat hearing Raihn's words. He found himself leaning in further, yearning to hear him whisper again. When Raihn pulled away, Finn didn't have time to react before his lips were on Raihns. Shutting his eyes, he submitted to the kiss, pressing in further to his touch. Finn didn't move, he wanted Raihn to be the one in control, and he seemed to be doing just that. Staying seated, he held back the urge to sit up slowly and lean in closer to Raihn. His heart was hammering in his chest, and he could feel his breathing getting a bit heavier.

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Raihn could all but feel the way in which Finn melted into him, the way he didn't push for control but instead relinquished it and allowed him to take it. The act sent a rush through him, one that was deep and intoxicating and far more than any buzz from the alcohol or weed could ever be. His hold on Finn's nape tightened ever so slightly and he let his thumb brush over the warm skin just below his ear as he deepened the kiss and savored the way in which Finn responded to him. Raihn's breath was coming faster now, matching the fervency of the kiss and he could feel the heat radiating between them, the slow-burning tension that he hadn't the strength, or the desire, to fight anymore. After several moments he pulled back, just enough to let their lips part, his breath still mingling with Finn's own. Keeping his hand where it was, he let his thumb now trace along the edge of Finn's jaw. Opening his eyes he let his green hues meet Finn's. "You still want the burn?" He asked, his voice low and teasing, yet thick with something almost dangerous. He wasn't just asking about the kiss, he was asking if Finn was ready for the fire, for the weight of whatever was between them because Raihn wasn't the kind of person to give only half of himself. Without waiting for an answer he brushed his lips against Finn's once more, just barely, a ghost of a touch, before pulling away entirely. He leaned back on his hands then, watching Finn with interest, want, and desire, his body still thrumming from the heat of the moment. He wanted more, but he needed to see if Finn wanted the same and would chase it.

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Finn could feel the moment growing more intense, along with his feelings, it was almost too much for him. He wasn't about to run away again, not when something so arousing was happening. Since it already happened once, he can control it more, though it was still a bit hard (Haha get it). When Raihn pulled away, Finn found himself craving more, and when he was only given a small ghostly touch, a small whine escaped Finn's throat. Intently, Finn watched as Raihn sat back. "Fuck." Finn breathed quietly, staring at the man who was making him feel unholy things. Within seconds of Raihn sitting back, Finn was quick to get up and moved on top Raihn. Finn straddeled him with a hand on his chest and the other resting on his shoulder. His lips were already crashing against Raihn's before he was situated. It didn't take long for Finn's one hand to move to the back of Raihn's head and into his hair. A small sound escaped Finn's mouth and into the kiss, it made him smile a bit, but he kept going.

Raihn barely had time to smirk before Finn was on him, straddling him with a desperation that sent a wildfire through his veins. The weight of Finn pressed against him, the feeling of the heat radiating between them, as well as the way Finn was all but devouring his lips... it was fucking intoxicating. A quiet, satisfied hum rumbled in his chest as he felt Finn's fingers tangle in his hair, pulling him deeper into the kiss. This time, he let Finn take control and set the pace, though his own hands weren't idle. One slid up Finn's back, he could feel the tension in his muscles while the other rested firmly at his waist, his fingers curling into Finn's skin ever so slightly. The small breath sound that Finn made sent a sharp jolt of desire through Raihn, making his grip tighten. He smirked against Finn's lips before pulling back just enough for Finn to have to chase him again. "You're full of surprises." He murmured, his voice barely above a whisper and breathy. He let his hand trail up Finn's back as he spoke, dragging his fingers lightly and somewhat teasingly. Tilting his head back in an attempt to get a better look at Finn. Seeing his lips kiss-bruised and noting how his breath came in short uneven pants, Raihn chuckled darkly. "And here I thought you were going to play it safe." He teased, his fingers coming to rest just above the waistband of Finn's boxers in a slow and deliberate movement. He didn't go any further but allowed his touch to be both teasing and testing. "Is this what you wanted?" He asked, his voice a dangerous whisper.

Every touch and every breath sent shivers down Finn's spine. He found himself craving Raihn at a dangerous level, afraid he wouldn't be able to stop what they had started. Again, when Raihn pulled away, Finn hated it, he was testing him. With uneven breaths and a needy look in his eyes, he looked at Raihn. His voice was intoxicating to Finn, it was like a drug, along with every little touch Raihn made. The teasing, low whisper that Raihn was doing made Finn not want to shut him up by kissing him, but before he decided to do so, he could feel Raihn's finger tease just above his boxers. His breathing hitched a bit as a jolt of arousal went down his stomach. Looking down a bit with his mouth just slightly open, he took a breath before looking up. With a needy nod, he leaned in, meeting Raihn's lips again.

Raihn felt the way in which Finn shivered beneath his touch and saw the way his breath caught, the way his body responded without hesitation. It sent a deep and satisfied hum through him, fueling the fire that was already burning hot between them. He had been testing Funn, pushing just enough to see how far he was willing to go, and the answer was made clear to him when Finn didn't pull away. If anything he was chasing it, leaning into the fire as if unafraid of getting burned. A low chuckle rumbled in his throat as Finn's lips found his once more and he could practically taste his desperation and want. Instead of pulling away Raihn let him have it, let him press in and take, but he wasn't going to make it easy. His hands didn't still as he continued to let his fingers skim over his heated skin with slow and calculated movements. Letting his hand trail lower once more he let his fingers ghost above Finn's waistband again. "You really don't know what you're asking for, do you?" He asked against Finn's lips. There was no mockery in his voice, only a dark amusement and a promise of something deeper and far more dangerous than just this moment. Deepening the kiss then he let his hand grip tighter against Finn's waist just enough to remind Finn exactly who was in control. The heat between himself and Finn felt thick, suffocating, perfect and Raihn had no intention of easing it. Not when Finn looked at him like that and certainly not when his body was already answering for him. If Finn wanted the burn, Raihn would make damn sure he felt ever searing second of it.

Finn didn't answer when Raihn spoke, he was too caught up in the moment to say anything. He wanted to just keep going and take control, but once he felt Raihn's grip tighten on his waist, he slowed down a bit. "I have a pretty good idea." Finn then replied, pulling away only to speak before kissing Raihn again. The air between them was hot and suffocating, but Finn didn't mind. In this moment, he was willing to go the furthest he's ever gone, push himself off the deep end. If it was with Raihn, he wanted it. Something inside him needed this so badly that he didn't care about anything that could possibly ruin the moment. Teasilng, he bit the bottom of Raihn's lip a bit, pulling away playfully with a smirk on his face. He needed to catch his breath so he didn't go in again. Instead, Finn stared deep into his eyes, bringing both his hands to rest on Raihn's shoulders, slightly shaking from exhilaration.

Raihn sucked in a sharp breath when he felt the tug on his lip, his green eyes darkened as he watched Finn pull back just enough to smirk at him. The way he looked at him, breathless, hungry, daring, sent another rush of heat straight through Raihn's core. He could feel the slight tremble in Finn's hands against his shoulders, the raw and unfiltered need that rested in his gaze. It only made Raihn want to pull him closer, to see just how far he was willing to fall. Flexing his fingers against Finn's waist, he let them dig in just slightly before smoothing over his skin again, slow and deliberate in their movements. "Pretty good idea, huh?" He repeated, interest in both his tone and his gaze along with a flicker of amusement despite the tension that he could feel coiling between them. Lifting his hand from Finn's waist he let it trail up his back with excruciating patience, his fingertips pressing lightly into the male's spine as they traveled. When they reached the base of Finn's neck he let them curl there, his thumb brushing over the rapid pulse of his throat. Raihn's own breath was uneven now, but he wasn't done teasing. Leaning in, close enough that his lips barely ghosted over the corner of Finn's mouth he raised a brow. "Do enlighten me." He requested, his voice a whisper.