It wasn't enough. His trapped cock hurt and finally with a string of curses he let his free hand undo his trousers. Thighs. Thighs were safe. Right? That was fine. He could control himself that far. He didn't stop stroking Finn, but it was a little awkward for half a moment as he freed himself, shifted his weight, and then slipped his aching length between Finn's thighs, forcing them closed with his knees. He moaned, helplessly, and when he pulled back to thrust that time, it was into tight heat rather than just rutting against fabric, and it nearly drove him crazy on the spot.

"Soon as we're--- home--" He groaned, biting down harder into Finn's shoulder as he started to find a hard, forceful rhythm, "Not even going to -- debrief -- just take you straight to my room--"