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I huff and turn my face so my cold nose is pressed to his skin.
“We could just bring Vincent with us.”
“I’m not doing anything sexual with you while a goat watches.”
I glance over and see Vincent eyeing us. Hmm, yes, that would be creepy.
“Gah! You are killing me with this.”
“I’m not doing anything.”
“You are teasing me. Logan has lube here. It’s in his room. Go get it and bend me over, Finn. We can put Vincent in a closet and lock the door.”
“We can’t and you know it. Plus, your parents will be home soon, and you know your dad is excited about making the tie-dye stuff with us.”
“Argh,” I grunt. “Him and his projects. No one wears tie-dye anymore.”
Vincent bleats and I look down at him. “Yes, except for you. You’re getting a tie-dyed sweater, asshole, and my butthole will be seeing zero action because of it.”
Vincent just continues munching on my shoelaces. I don’t even stop him. Who needs shoelaces anyway?
Maybe Vincent could munch all my clothes off so I’m stark naked, then Finn couldn’t ignore me and my horny dick.
“We have barely a few minutes. Even if I felt like it was a good idea, we couldn’t.”
“I only need two minutes, Finn. Maybe thirty seconds if you hit my prostate just right.”
“Oh my god,” he mutters, a laugh choking out of him.
I waggle my eyebrows, and he slides that big hand across my cheek, cupping it gently.
“Stop being ridiculous,” he whispers, his thumb tracing my bottom lip.
“I’m being utterly serious,” I say. “I want it. I want you.”
He lets out a shaky exhale. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
I grind down against him again as I bite onto his thumb. “You’d never hurt me, Finn.”
His lips are on mine a second later, his tongue in my mouth. I shift my body to be closer to him. I need to be closer. I want to be a part of him.
“Uh, hey guys. Shit,” my dad’s voice says interrupting the two of us.
“Jesus, Dad, you just know exactly when to interrupt, don’t you,” I hiss, turning to see my dad shuffling from foot to foot.
“Well, I heard Vincent calling my name and I had to come check on him….”
I press my forehead against Finn’s and sigh.
“You have terrible timing,” I say.
“Yeah, well, I know this.” He starts to whistle nervously, and Finn huffs out a laugh behind me.
“Basil, no worries, man. Ready to tie-dye? Do you have the stuff?”
My dad lights up, the whistling cut short. “Yeah, I am so ready. I bought this dye that’s supposed to be hella awesome…”
He starts to prattle on as Finn pushes me to stand, and we follow my dad inside. I feel my heart flutter like it always does with him because he’s so good with my dad. My weird as fuck dad. Who makes goat swings and grows asparagus.
