[ Luckily Jim is all too used to handling neck-breaking speeds, so the fact that Finn gets so swept up in the moment doesn't catch him by surprise much, nor does it bother him in the least. There's a gasp choked out somewhere at the back of his throat, Finn's hand at the small of his back urging him to press closer still.
Which he does, promptly, hips rolling just faintly. He's acutely aware of every point of contact between them, and even just the dancing and touching before had been enough to get him a little warmer under the skin. His body's already aching for more friction and contact, and Jim's not at all shy about seeking it out.
He does, however, find himself forced to break the kiss. Because he needs to breathe, yes —and after a few seconds of their lips locked and tongues pressing eagerly into each other's mouth his head is already spinning wildly—, but also because he really wants to get Finn's shirt off of him. He gets to that immediately, hands both reaching down to the hem, tugging the fabric up Finn's torso and hoping he'll get the hint and lift his arms up. ]
yes huffs... i always forget thank you
Which he does, promptly, hips rolling just faintly. He's acutely aware of every point of contact between them, and even just the dancing and touching before had been enough to get him a little warmer under the skin. His body's already aching for more friction and contact, and Jim's not at all shy about seeking it out.
He does, however, find himself forced to break the kiss. Because he needs to breathe, yes —and after a few seconds of their lips locked and tongues pressing eagerly into each other's mouth his head is already spinning wildly—, but also because he really wants to get Finn's shirt off of him. He gets to that immediately, hands both reaching down to the hem, tugging the fabric up Finn's torso and hoping he'll get the hint and lift his arms up. ]