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Open; October

CHARACTERS: Finn & You
LOCATION: Various places on the station
DATE: All of October
CONTENT: Finn's got his eye sight back! Also, come take his gun safety/self-defense courses.
WARNINGS: fighting and guns and things?

I. Seeing for the First Time, a Second Time

[ Finn's got a headache that slowly wants to transition into a migraine but it's like the best migraine ever if there is such a thing. It's caused by the sudden amount of light and information and everything that his eyes are suddenly getting. Because he can see now. After being blind for a few weeks, he can see.

In a way, it's almost like just became blind all over again considering how much it's knocked him off-balance. He'd just managed to get used to navigating with the Force and now--

Well, now he's kind of gawking. Finn's already gotten Blue and James seen to in the infirmary, and now he's just sort of wandering around. (He's going to go back soon, though, since he didn't really want to leave them in the first place.) What Finn should maybe do is go to his room, rest his eyes, slowly crawl back into the world, but that's obviously not what he's doing.

It's just. Everything. Everything is so pretty and shiny, and how did he forget all of these little things? The floor is so polished that it's practically reflective. There are tiny little lights on the doors that blink bright colors when they sense movement. And don't even get him started on the view outside the windows.

He spends a lot of time in the sunlight room for the next few days and can be found squinting at the fake flowers and fake trees and fake sky. There's a dopey grin on his face, even if he's trying to find tells that prove these aren't real.

During the station's evening hours, however, he's usually in the common living area. Finn's found a window with a couch in front of it and usually just sits there in the dark, watching the outside. There's not much to see if you've seen this view a million times like he has, but it reminds him of the rare glimpses of space he'd get during his childhood. Weirdly, it took all this to remember why he treasured those sights so much.

... For anyone that argued with him back in Braccia, though, this is absolutely not proof that he wasn't fine being blind. Because he was. It was fine. Everything was fine. This is just... better. ]

II. /plays that one mulan song

[ True to his word, Finn can be found in the training room during the station's morning hours. This is where he goes for his own training, anyway, so it's not like he's going out of his way to wait on someone that may not appear.

But if they do appear, they'll be met with a bright smile and a lot of questions. After the whole "how are you? how was your morning? did you sleep okay?" since he's in such good spirits lately, he'll actually ask the real questions. What do you want to learn? What do you already know? Have you ever been in a fight before? Have you ever used a weapon before? Etc.

If you're a seasoned fighter and just here to spar, he's down with that, too. Everyone needs to keep their skills sharp.

Want to learn self-defense? Well, the first lesson is to know how to fall properly, because you're going to fall a lot. You should also know how to take a punch, how to give a good punch, how to break defenses, how to disarm your opponent, how to handle the weapon you just disarmed them of, all of that good stuff.

Want to learn how to use a firearm? Be prepared for a lecture before you even so much as see a gun. Don't point it at people, always assume it's ready to fire, don't point it at people, keep your finger off the trigger unless you're shooting it, and, for Force sake, don't point it at people. If he trusts you enough after The Lecture, then he'll let you give it a go with every single safety precaution he can think of, but don't expect to use one on your first day with him.

>> ooc. He'll be doing this for the entirety of their downtime, so feel free to start a thread at any point of the learning process you prefer. ]

III. Wildcard

[ ooc. Want to do something else? Go for it! PM me if you want to plot something. ♥ ]

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[ That's exactly the reaction he was hoping for, and he smiles against the tip of Finn's cock, head tilting in part to encourage the hand resting at the back of his head, partly so he can open his mouth a little wider, pressing his parted lips in a wet, lingering kiss to the head rather than licking it like before.

He works on a slow, gentle suck, a press of his tongue, humming against the flesh. His eyes close and he bobs his head just enough to get the head past his lips, sucking tightly around the crown. ]

[ Even while Finn groans low and his head tilts back, he can't take his eyes off of James. His hand does get with the program, dipping into Jim's hair and scratching lightly against the scalp, still not adding pressure but certainly getting more involved.

He shivers every time a sound leaves James, like it reverberates straight through him. ]

James, I-... Oh, yes, like that-

[ What he initially intended to say is that James doesn't have to pay him back for anything. Though, even though that's what his words may imply, Finn's pretty sure that's not what this is. Maybe he'll say when a few more brain cells can all manage it at the same time. ]

[ Of course Jim doesn't see this at all as some form of paying Finn back, he's doing it because he likes to and because, quite frankly, the thought's been stuck in his head ever since he got on his knees in front of Finn in that shower.

Waiting has come with its rewards, honestly. Getting to hear Finn's reactions, getting to feel him hard in his mouth, hot against his tongue, the hand that weaves into his hair making him all the more aroused, and drawing a muffled moan from him. He loves the verbal encouragement too, shifting closer to eagerly repeat the motions the way Finn likes it, head bobbing a little lower each time, swallowing and sucking a little more of his cock into his mouth.

His hands all the while slide up Finn's legs, one of them curling loosely around the base while the thumb of the other gently massages his balls. ]

[ Finn tenses, gasps, but opens his eyes again as soon as he's realized they've closed. Panting hard and spreading his legs, Finn absently thinks that he's going to lose his mind before this is over. ]

Fuck-- You're so good at that. You're so- You look so good-

[ Honestly? He's not all that proud of his own babbling, not really finding a way to make it stop. But it only seems to encourage James, thankfully, so there's a plus side to it. His nails scratch a little harder against his scalp, touch becoming a little firmer, before his other hand finds Jim's shoulder and the back of his neck. It might have to be removed if he loses his balance later, but he's managing for now. ]

[ Hearing Finn's babbling is definitely working for him, so no reason for him to worry about that. If it also means that Finn's closer to losing control, then all the better. He's sure he can make him bounce back quickly anyway, and right now he's so eager to make Finn lose his mind, to feel him come into his mouth.

The nails against his scalp get a sound closer to a moan, and his head starts bobbing a little faster, a little deeper, tight lips sliding lower on his length, taking him deeper until he can feel the head nudge against the back. He pushes past whatever brief discomfort to let his throat clench around the swollen head, a sort of swallowing motion each time his head bobs down, easing again when he pulls back up, then repeating the motion again and again while his hand keeps teasing and massaging Finn's balls, adding more sensation to it all. ]

[ Everything combined is more than enough for Jim to get the exact reaction he's wanting. Especially since every little thing is practically a surprise to Finn, who wasn't expecting this to escalate so quickly. Which part of this he's thinking about is unclear, though. ]

James!

[ Hopefully no one's around, considering that Finn has an idea of how thin these walls are. But he'll worry about that later.

His hands grip harder, nails maybe digging in a little much, while his hips buck once before he begins to come down his throat. His eyes are closed for once, head thrown back as he moans through it. ]

[ Maybe it's happening quickly, but at this point, Jim doesn't care. He's too thrilled by the reaction he gets, too into it to back out now, and he whimpers quietly around Finn when he feels the first spurt hit the back of his throat.

It takes a moment of adjusting, but quickly he's able to take it all, partly swallowing and partly letting some coat his lips and drip a little down his chin. It's... a bit of an obscene mess, but he'll clean up in a bit. Right now he's more focused in sucking Finn off to the last drop, only slowing down when he can no longer take more of it, and he actually needs to pull back to get a few deep breaths in.

Even then his hand keeps idly stroking Finn's cock, wet, parted lips brushing along the length, offering that last bit of friction by having the shaft pressed against his cheek. Slowly, he starts lapping up from base to tip, a few drags of his tongue before his gaze flickers up to meet Finn's. ]

[ It is very much an obscene mess, yes, and Finn... kind of really loves it when he opens his eyes again and sees the state of James. It's too bad he just came because the sight is arousing as hell.

Finn takes a few heaving breaths, watching James do this like he lives for it. But he can only watch for so long, especially as the motions slow to a near stop. ]

Beautiful...

[ The word's muttered like he didn't really mean for it to escape, but he's much more preoccupied with leaning forward and tugging on Jim's arm, bringing them closer together so he can take a hard kiss. ]

[ The compliment may be unintended, but it makes Jim smile almost instantly, and when Finn tugs him by the arm, he's all too happy to move closer, still kneeling but more upright so that he can press himself fully to Finn. His arms both wrap around Finn's shoulders, clinging tightly as he immediately moans into the kiss, lips parting wide to deepen the kiss and let Finn take as much from it as he wants. ]

[ Thing is, Finn wants pretty much everything. But he's distracted from that thought by the taste of James and himself in this kiss. That's a heady combination, and it makes some sound between a groan and growl leave his throat.

Then he breaks away because- ] Can I ride you?

[ They haven't really had that sort of sex yet, but Finn's kind of suddenly (maybe not so suddenly) eager for it. Plus, he wants the best view possible to watching James fall apart. It just sounds like a great plan... if there's lube somewhere on this station, anyway. ]

[ The taste is incredibly distracting. All the more so in Jim's case when he's still hard and aching for some attention, his whole body arching in search of some friction between them.

He also had a similar image in his head, though his involved more him climbing on top of Finn, but like hell he's about to complain about Finn's suggestion instead. ]

Fuck, yes, [ He lets out with a groan, taking another deep kiss before he's tugging Finn's pants out of the way completely, then climbing onto bed with him. And yes, there is lube because Jim has used it before already, in fact he has some in his nightstand that he quickly fetches once he's on top of the mattress with Finn. ]

[ Finn's really delighted about the eagerness there and even lets out a laugh when James immediately grabs a bottle from his nightstand.

He kicks his pants away and climbs into the bed properly, kneeling in front of James and plucking the bottle from his hands. ]

You want to watch or help?

[ Jim settles on his knees for now. He'll lie down eventually, since Finn's going to climb onto him and take him for a ride, but for now this allows him a little better access. ]

Oh, you're crazy if you think I'm just gonna sit here and watch you touch yourself.

[ Said with a wide grin, as he holds out his hand so Finn can pour some of that lube onto his fingers. ]

I'm not that bad about putting on a show.

[ Said with a teasing smirk while he pours some of the lube into Jim's hand. But also, maybe he's too good about putting on shows. Maybe Finn should think about that.

Anyway, he's not sure where to get to do this so he just leans forward and kisses James again, instead. ]

No, you absolutely aren't. I'm just not good at keeping my hands to myself...

[ He chuckles while pulling Finn a little closer, kissing him back. He parts his lips and deepens the kiss with slow, thorough drags of his tongue, humming just a little into Finn's mouth.

His clean hand runs down Finn's side in the meantime, briefly stroking his cock, then rounding his thigh to grab a firm handful of his ass. Shifting closer, his lubed hand reaches down between them, fingertips pressing and rubbing gently at the spot just behind Finn's balls, reaching back a little more until he's prodding at his entrance, curious but slow. ]

[ Oh, Finn's not either. He give it a good try, anyway, but it can't last with all of this going on. Not with him able to see Jim naked and hard and wanting and an absolutely mess from Finn's own release- Yeah, it's kind of impossible. He gets it.

He shifts closer when James starts exploring more, his knees spreading to allow him some room while he moans into the kiss. His cock is already interested in the idea Jim poses, anyway. At the same time, Finn appreciates how slow it is. Kind of wants to move faster but should really probably keep to this pace.

His hands wander, resting at his lower back and squeezing at his ass. One wraps around to tease at little at his cock, not making any firm strokes but brushing his thumb gently over the head on a slow swipe. ]

[ This pace works pretty nicely, Jim thinks. Not too slow, but not too rushed either, so there's less chance of them getting overeager and hurting themselves with a silly slip-up or accident. Jim's loving Finn's reactions, and when Finn moans, he takes it as encouragement and pushing one finger into him, sliding steadily deeper until it's buried to the knuckle.

There's a little more push to it when Finn starts to tease at his cock, though, an added layer of eagerness as he starts thrusting that finger in and out. Soon enough he's adding a second one, spreading them wider each time he buries deep, clearly working on getting Finn ready and stretched for something bigger. ]

[ Finn's practically a shaking mess from all the attention. Doing all of his while still managing to balance on his knees is pretty tough but the challenge of it is keeping him on the moment, anyway. His cock has already stiffened, anyway. ]

James, you feel-...

[ Amazing, probably. Soon, he'll figure out how to stop babbling.

But at the moment, he can't figure out how to kiss with all his panting and moaning he's doing. Finn refocuses his efforts, moving to Jim's neck to suck on a patch of thin skin, his strokes against Jim's cock just a little firmer. ]

[ Jim figured this would be intense, but it's still a whole level of intense he wasn't quite ready for. Far from a complaint, though; Finn looks gorgeous when lost in pleasure like that, the only issue is how difficult it is to resist the urge to get Finn off just like this.

But he reins himself in somehow. Finn said he wanted to ride him, and Jim wants that too; God, he really wants that. He lets out a low groan, shuddering and closing his eyes as if trying to keep his own arousal in check. ]

Finn... God, Finn, [ He moans quietly, his hand slowing to a near halt, fingers eventually slipping out of him. Then he moves so he can lie down on his back, tugging Finn along so he'll sit on top of him. ] You have to— help me out, here. Show me how you want it.

[ Finn lets out a shudder and low whine when James removes his fingers. It's a little petulant of him maybe, considering that James is just doing what Finn asked, but he also doesn't want him to stop.

But he doesn't cling to him too hard when James moves onto his back, letting himself be moved until he's straddling him and- Yeah. He remembers now why he was eager for this particular position.

Okay. Deep breath, stay cool. After a glance around, he plucks up the bottle of lube and gets some on his hand. ]

Just like this.

[ All he wants is to watch James shatter completely apart and he's about to get it. So he braces himself with one hand against Jim's torso, while the other, messier one gets his hand around his cock properly, pumping a few good times in a much more purposeful way. And though he stops, he doesn't let go. Just moves his hand to the base and begins to lower himself on to him. ]

[ Look, Jim doesn't want to stop either, but they do need to move if they want to get things going. Not that he would mind just doing it like this, but Finn placed a lovely image in his mind and now he wants it, okay.

He sucks in a breath when Finn crawls over him, letting it out in a shuddered exhale once he's straddling him. God, he's a sight, and Jim's heavy gaze couldn't tear away from him if he tried.

His hands rest on Finn's sides now, not quite doing much of anything when it's Finn taking the reins now. His touch roams Finn's torso idly but he tries not to be too distracting, not wanting to interrupt what Finn's doing, doing his very best to resist the urge to buck his hips up. It's a considerable effort, particularly when Finn presses the head against his opening and starts sinking down onto his groin, taking him inch by inch. His head rolls back with a louder moan, and his hips do sway up just a hint, pushing in that last inch, shuddering when he feels those tight muscles clench around his erection. ]

[ Taking James in is a task onto itself, pulled between wanting to go slow and wanting to speed up. But he manages it after a small eternity, a moan getting punched out of him when James gently ruts into him on that last little bit.

And now he-... He hates it but he needs a second. Finn uses the pause to take a few deep breaths, try to make the pounding in his chest ease a little. Plus, it's a good opportunity to look down at James and watch him try very hard to stay still. If he fails a little in that respect, Finn definitely enjoys it just a hint more.

After that brief pause, Finn clenches around him then begins to move. He's still slow, still managing to keep control, while he picks himself up and comes back at the same pace. One of his hands grips Jim's on his torso while the other still braces him, lightly clawing a little at Jim's chest without Finn really realizing it.

Besides, as good as this feels, the view is everything he was hoping for. Finn can't peel his eyes away from how James looks right now. It helps that he knows he's the reason Jim looks so wrecked already. ]

[ He figured Finn would need a moment, which is why, despite that last impatient little push, he goes still afterwards, clinging to Finn's hips tightly with both hands while trying to pace his own breathing. he's still panting for each breath, but at least he manages to stay still, all the while his eyes glued to Finn.

It makes it feel all the more intense when Finn finally does move, that clench and drag making him moan loudly, back arching but somehow his hips managing to stay mostly still. Nails dig into Finn's hips just as hard as the ones clawing at his chest, which by the way he's not complaining at all about. The fingers of his other hand weave through Finn's, holding his hand tightly, and he meets his gaze just as his hips rock up once, not urging Finn to speed up but adding a little more to the intensity. ]

[ Finn's mouth falls open in a silent moan, his grips spasming a little tighter just from the surprise of Jim's movements, but he doesn't pause again. His rhythm stays steady, if maybe picking up the pace a little once he's more comfortable with the motions.

But as good as it feels, especially when James rocks up to meet him, the best part is just watching him. The way he arches and moans and clings back. Finn's already hard again from all this, no surprise there. ]

Fuck--

[ Also not completely silent, no matter how breathless his voice gets. His hips begin to rock into a him a little harder, still trying to keep the slow pace, just watching for anything that'll make Jim go even a little crazy. ]

[ It's just really impossible for Jim to stay completely still when Finn's moving on top of him like that, feeling so warm and tight around him. The feeling drives him crazy, all the more so when of the two, he's the one who hasn't gotten to come yet. So of course that every sway and grind of Finn's hips as he comes down on him is matched with a moan or a gasp, breaths panting and hands clinging tighter as he arches beneath Finn.

He's not silent either, but words are something else entirely. He encourages Finn with sounds and touches instead, one hand trailing up his torso, tracing muscle and a thumb swiping across a nipple, while his other hand teasingly brushes along Finn's cock, not quite offering him proper relief yet, instead trying to work up that arousal a little more. Eyes are latched onto Finn too, drinking in the whole sight of him, their eyes eventually meeting as he rocks his hips up again. ]

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