His eyes fluttered at the touch - the squeeze, the sharp jolt of ownership - and he leaned in to press a warm, lingering kiss to Finn's lips. "Remember rule one," he murmured against him, as his fingers slowly began to run up the inside of Finn's thigh - teasingly, rather than intently - small swirls getting closer with every pass, the edge of his wrist just accidentally brushing his cock as it moved by him.

"And try to relax."