As he kept trying to catch his breath, Raihn made it hard to do so. Every little thing Raihn did made it so hard to be calm. He was so good at this, so good at being so fucking hot and sexy. Finn was now unsure if he was better at this game than Raihn. Finn hummed in response, not having a clue what he had in store. He wanted to make it seem like he had a clue, but he didn't, and pure panic set in when Raihn told him to enlighten him. What was he going to do now? Finn had no clue really what this dude was like, especially in this situation. "Raihn." Finn spoke, his voice a whisper, almost in a pleading tone but not quite. Finn was still for a moment before he slowly moved his hand up Raihn's neck in a teasing manner. He then grabbed the hand that was on his neck and slowly trailed it back down to the waistline of his boxers, where he wanted it. "Please." Finn quietly please, slowly letting go of Raihns hand.

Raihn paused for a moment and drew in a sharp breath as he watched and felt Finn guide his hand to the waistband of his boxers. The weight of the request sank into him like a slow burn. And when Finn said his name, soft and edged with something uncertain and yet undeniably wanting a shiver ran down his spine. He swallowed thickly, his fingers flexing against Finn's skin once again before he moved to trace light patterns just above the waistband, not quite giving in but not pulling away either. After several long teasing seconds, he let his fingers drift a little lower, barely brushing over the skin that burned beneath his touch. Then, just as slowly, he pulled his hand up and away and towards the male's waist. Leaning in until his lips were a mere whisper from Finn's he let his gaze lock onto his. "Say it again?" He requested, his voice low. He wanted to hear Finn whisper his name and utter his plea, needed to hear it and to watch as Finn surrendered himself to the moment, and ultimately to him. His other hand he lifted to come and rest against Finn's jaw where he took a gentle hold of his chin and tilted it up slightly, forcing him to meet his gaze head-on. "You sure you want this?" He asked, his voice a low rasp. While he waited for an answer to both of the questions he'd given Finn he let his thumb brush along Finn's bottom lip.

Finn's brows furrowed a bit as he slightly bit at his lower lip, getting frustrated when Raihn didn't keep his hand where he guided it. Finn had a feeling he'd want to hear him beg just a little more. He was fooled for just a couple of seconds, making him want it even more. "Raihn please." The words were quick to come out of Finn's mouth, his voice slightly louder now with a hint of frustration behind them. Clenching his jaw, he glanced down at his body on top of Raihns before meeting his eyes again. "I'm sure." He breathed quietly, letting his gaze fall down to Raihn's lips. He could feel his body melting into Raihn's and himself succumbing to him. The teasing was getting to a frustrating point, and he didn't know how much more he could take before he gave up.

Raihn's smirk was quick to fade the moment he saw the shift in Finn's expression. He could see the frustration and the desperation barely concealed behind the furrow of his brows and the way he bit his lip. He had been teasing, playing the game he so often did when engaging in such acts as this, but something about the way Finn looked at him now... raw, unguarded, and needing, made something snap inside of him. Hearing him repeat the plea had Raihn's breath catching in his throat. He was still for only a second before he moved, raising his hands with certainty. His touches were no longer teasing and it was clear that he was no longer holding back. One hand he slid down Finn's spine, gripping him firmly while the other he tangled in his hair and pulled him down into a kiss that was anything but playful. This kiss was deep, consuming, and was filled with a hunger that had been building up for far too long. "Alright." He murmured into the kiss, his breath even and his control slipping fast. "No more games." And there weren't.

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The world was slow to return as the haze of heat and pleasure still lingered in Raihn's bones. His body was relaxed, but his mind was still sharp and processing everything, the way Finn had felt against him, the way that their breaths had mixed in the dimness of the tent, and the way his own heart was still hammering within his chest harder than he'd like to admit. For several long moments, Raihn didn't speak. He wasn't sure he wanted to speak. The silence wasn't uncomfortable, not when the warmth of Finn's skin was still pressed against his. Drawing in a slow breath, Raihn let his fingers trail lazily down Finn's arm, tracing idle patterns as he grounded himself in the moment. Finally, he exhaled a slow breath. "So..." He started, his voice far softer than it ever had been since meeting Finn. There was a tinge of amusement in his tone but there wasn't any teasing behind it. Just a quiet acknowledgment of everything that had just transpired between them. "Still think you had a pretty good idea of what you were doing?" He asked. It wasn't a taunt, not this time, he just wanted to hear Finn's answer. He wanted to gauge where his head was because, for all the confidence and all the teasing and tension that had built up between them, this felt like uncharted territory.

Everything was blurry, and Finn's high was slow to come down. Closing his eyes, he could hear Raihn's heart beating rapidly. He stayed still, too weak and sore to move at all, he was too worn out for anything. He opened his eyes slightly when he heard Raihn speak, but they were quick to fall back closed. "Somewhat." Finn replied as a weak smile tugged at his lips. Finn hadn't done anything like that in a while, and it was entirely too much, but he enjoyed every second of it. Inhaling a deep breath through his nose, he exhaled it slowly, his body melting further into Raihns. The warmth of his bare body was comforting, and even though they were pretty close, he craved to be closer like they just were minutes ago. Hiking a leg up, he moved a bit to press more into Raihn before stretching his leg back down to rest in between his. He wanted to freeze time to stay in this moment and then have the ability to replay it over and over again. Another smile tugged on his lips before he let out a satisfied hum.

Raihn could feel Finn's body against his, could feel the faint rise and fall of his chest in the slow rhythm that was his breathing. The exhaustion radiating from him was almost tangible and clear in the way Finn stayed still, the weight of the moment sinking in, and how both of them were caught in the aftermath of what they had just shared. Raihn's hand rested gently on Finn's side, his thumb brushing against the skin there. Hearing Finn's response he felt as his lips curled into a subtle smile. "Somewhat huh?" He said, his voice quiet and tinged with something deeper than amusement now. The feeling of Finn's weight on him, the way their bodies were intertwined felt different. There was no playfulness in it anymore, no teasing, there was only the rawness of their connection, the quiet understanding between them as they both recovered from the intensity. The movement of Finn's leg shifting to rest between Raihn's had his breath catching. There was something about the way Finn sought to be even closer that sent a pulse of warmth through Raihn's chest. He could feel the warmth of his body and the way his skin seemed to melt into his own and he wasn't sure if it was the lingering effects of their connection or something else, but the need to be close to him felt just as real now as it had been moments ago. Not saying anything more he let his hand slide down Finn's side, feeling the warmth of his body as he shifted slightly to hold him just a little closer. The tension between them had shifted and settled into something more vulnerable and more intimate.