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Before the pillow talk could happen, however, that meant Finn and Myrna had to finish being intimate first.
Judging by the exciting sounds coming from inside Finn’s hotel room, there was no doubt that he and Myrna were definitely having themselves a very frisky lunch.
Standing on the other side of the door made Huck feel like an absolute creep, but he reasoned it was better than Precipitation and Rebecca, who had shamelessly melted into the room to watch. He tried to block out the grunting, asking loudly, “Are they close to being done yet?”
“Finn is really hitting his stride now!” Precipitation called back through the wall. “Maybe five, ten more minutes?”
“Fuck.”
“I’m impressed how nimble Myrna is for a woman her age,” Rebecca said. “Do you see how high her legs are? Remarkable!”
“Oh!” Precipitation gasped. “Yes! I love this part! She’s going to put her finger right in his—”
Huck plugged his ears and hummed frantically, trying to banish the vivid mental images currently invading his mind courtesy of his ghostly friends’ commentary. He stayed that way until Precipitation’s hand reached through the wall to tap his shoulder. “Fuck!”
“Come along, sweetie,” Precipitation teased. “They’re finished now.”
Huck sighed in relief and then turned to push himself through the door. He absolutely hated doing this, but he had to get in there. It was like trying to swim down to the bottom of a pool with floaties on, and it took a lot of focus to get right.
Plus, it felt really fuckin’ weird.
As soon as Huck was able to melt through, he yelped in surprise at the sight he found before him.
Finn and Myrna were both naked in bed without anything covering them, and Huck was being treated to a very striking view of Finn’s apparently delicious bottom.
“I thought you said they were done!” Huck covered his eyes.
“They are done!” Precipitation protested. “What? Did you expect them to just throw their clothes back on once coitus was completed?”
“You could have warned me!”
“You and Grant don’t immediately dress after sex do you, hmm?”
Huck sighed.
“...your son’s birthday is coming up, hmm?” Finn was saying.
Huck peeked his eyes open enough to navigate his way over to the bed so he could hear Finn better. “Okay, okay, here we go!”
“Have fun, darling,” Rebecca cooed. “Now that the show is over, I’m going to go find Cary.”
“Ah, yes.” Precipitation sighed longingly. “Watching him eat is as close as we’ll ever get to seeing him in bed.”
“Oh, but it’s still very stimulating.” Rebecca headed toward the wall. “Makes you wonder what else he’d eat with that sort of passion.”
“I definitely have some ideas…” Precipitation’s voice trailed off as he and Rebecca melted through the wall and disappeared.
“I’m buying him concert tickets for some band I’ve never heard of, but I know he adores them,” Myrna said with a chuckle. “VIP, front center row, all that. I spoil him, I know.” Her smile faded. “I suppose I always feel as if I’m trying to make up for…”
“Make up for what, baby?” Finn asked casually, though it was clear he was just as curious as Huck was.
“Well, there are still some things I haven’t told you about.” Myrna frowned, and she squeezed Finn’s hand. “Your little crew has already found out about the cult, of course.”
“Cult?” Finn feigned ignorance.
Poorly.
Myrna’s lips twitched back up in a small smirk. “My hearing is still working perfectly. I already know you know.”
