[ Finn cries out with him, nails digging in hard enough to leave marks. His back arches and head tilts back to the ceiling, spilling over Jim's hand and torso and chest. But the moment he even remotely begins to come back to himself, Finn opens his eyes to watch James fall apart below him, even while still clenching around him and riding that high. James, though. That's a sight he wants to see again.
Eventually, he begins to come down, shaking and heaving for breath. Can't really move right now, unfortunately, or he's sure he'll just fall, but Finn does slowly lower himself a little. His arms and knees keep him braced, at least. Not that his mind is on that. He's still watching James. ]
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Eventually, he begins to come down, shaking and heaving for breath. Can't really move right now, unfortunately, or he's sure he'll just fall, but Finn does slowly lower himself a little. His arms and knees keep him braced, at least. Not that his mind is on that. He's still watching James. ]