Cursed

That talk with Finn’s aunt, though short, made my day. Knowing that there has been another, someone like Finn and I who had a love that not many understood made me thrilled. Knowing that they have managed to be together without any troubles made it even better. It made me think, made me believe and hope that this, Finn and I, could last and will.

We just have to find a way, a way to get away with it without harming Shailey. She’s a dear friend and I know she approves of what Finn and I have. I know she’ll help us the best she can but…she could get into a lot of trouble. She can be hurt and neither Finn or I want that.

So as we’re on our way back to Finn’s I find myself sighing and wishing we had staid just a little longer with his aunt. It felt like we were safe there, that we didn’t have to continuously look over our shoulders. Finn was right, the stress is getting to me. I actually don’t feel so well.

“You feeling ok?” Finn asks and I realize that I had been in a daze while he was talking to me.

Rubbing my eyes, I nod and reply, “Y-Yeah I’m fine…I just kinda feel bad.”

Finn frowns and reaches over to rest his hand on my forehead. He hisses and pulls away. “You’re hot. Don’t tell me you’re getting sick?”

“Sick!” I screech, throwing both hands on my cheeks. “It can’t be! I can’t be getting sick!”

However, it seemed Finn was right because the next day I had to call in sick. My fever had risen and I was bed ridden, too tired to move. Mom made me chicken noodle soup, which I had for both breakfast and lunch and I’ll probably have it for dinner but I’m not thinking about dinner. I’m thinking about Finn coming over soon.

He should be here within the next couple of minutes. This morning when I called him he insisted on coming over later to check in on me. How could I say no to that? He’s such a sweet little puppy. I just wanna snuggle with him under my blankets and kiss him all over…and hope to not get him sick.

Suddenly, my door opens and I smile at the sight of Finn. He chuckles when he sees me in my cocoon. “Feeling any better?”

“Mm…now that you’re here, yeah.” I open my blankets for him and he hesitates before getting in them with me. As soon as he does, I wrap my arms and legs around him, hugging his warmth against me. To have him this close to me, it’s exactly what I need. “You’re the perfect medicine. Stay with me.”

Finn, I know without looking, is flushing. “I…I don’t know if I should. You need to rest.”

“But Finnegan…I always rest better when you’re around. How can I sleep without my knight in shining…fur?”

At that comment Finn glares. “That was not necessary.”

Giggling, I reach up to press my lips just beneath his jaw line. When I do, Finn tries to pull away but there is no way in hell I’m letting go. I grip him tighter and pout. “Why are you trying to leave me, Finn?”

“Kieran…you’re in nothing but boxers and there’s no one around, which makes this highly suggestive.” As soon as he says that, I laugh because for Finn to admit that he’s sexually flustered is…is just hilarious! I try to quiet my laughter but fail. Oh god, I can’t believe he actually said that!

“Are you sexually frustrated?” I ask around a teasing grin. The look Finn is giving me makes me want to laugh even harder. He looks like a frightened puppy with those big golden eyes of his. He’s just too damn cute! “It’s ok Finn, just because I’m sick doesn’t mean we can’t do anything. Come ‘ere.”

Finn goes to object but when my tongue forces itself past his lips he shuts up immediately. He groans and runs his hand up my thigh. Our tongues move together and when our lungs burn for air, we pull apart. I’m not sure if I feel so hot because of my fever or because of the way Finn is kissing down my neck, biting and sucking hard enough to mark it.

I moan, throw my arms around him and allow him to move us so that he’s resting between my legs. Both his hands are on my thighs now, running across the skin so that I shiver. With his lips on my neck, he mumbles, “We shouldn’t do this.”

“Are you really going to stop now?” I ask breathlessly, bringing my hips up to grind into his. He growls, brings his hips even rougher against mine and with the fabric of my boxers rubbing against my arousal I can’t keep myself from moaning desperately.

Finn moves lower down my chest, littering it with soft kisses. Then he encases my nipple between his lips, his fingers tweaking the other. My hands run down his back, tugging at the shirt. Finn is reluctant to pull from my chest but does so when I knee him in the side. I smile when I can finally feel his chest. I run my fingers across the expanse of his chest until he comes back down to my chest, going lower and lower until he reaches the hem of my boxers.

Finn teasingly runs his hand up beneath my boxers, coming so close to my central core of heat. He smirks at the glare I’m sending him. If this is pay back about the fur comment I will so kick his ass later…once I’m able to think correctly. It’s kind of hard to focus on anything with Finn between my legs.

Said boy grabs my boxers and pulls them down my hips. I flush at how embarrassingly hard I am. With one hand gripping the base of my cock and his arm thrown over my hips, Finn runs the tip of his tongue over my head. I have to throw a hand over my lips to keep me from getting too loud. After all, mom is still home.

I can feel Finn smirking against my tip. He teases the slit with his tongue then runs down my length. My hips struggle to move, to jerk up towards his lips that are teasingly close to me. And then Finn takes my head between his lips and slowly moves down my shaft. The heat that surrounds me has me gasping to regain my breath.

The more I moan, the faster Finn moves. Faster and faster he bobs his head until the pleasure builds up so high I feel as if I’ll burst this very second. My thighs shake and I grip Finn’s shoulder. There’s white in my vision and I know I’m close.

“F-Finn,” I cry, my toes curl into the sheets. “S-stop…I’m close.”

Finn’s half lidded, dazed eyes look up at me and it makes my heart skip a beat. Finn suckles my tip, kisses it, teases it and encases me once more. I moan and just like that I hit my orgasm, arching my back from the bed.

Finn pulls away with a flushed face. He kisses up my stomach until he reaches just beneath my ear where he whispers against the burning skin, “I love you.”

“You’re such a good puppy,” I giggle, somehow managing to speak. I’m still shaking from the intense orgasm.

Finn grunts but smiles at the feel of my lips on his. He sighs and pulls my boxers back on. When he does I bite my lip and point towards the obvious hard on he’s sporting. “I can help.”

“No, that was meant for you…besides you’re sick. It’s my job to take care of you.”

“You really are the best medicine,” I laugh, kissing him again before curling into his side. “I love you most, Finn.”

And I really do mean that.