monthly mingle: SAMPREMI

[riverviewmod]

who: everyone in Riverview!
what: monthly mingle: sampremi
when: The month of March.
where: Anywhere around the city.
warnings: there will likely be nsfw content; please put any necessary warnings in the subject lines

sampremi

In the days leading up to March 1st, residents new and old will notice preparations beginning, a flurry of activity getting the city ready for the upcoming celebration: Sampremi. This is one of Riverview's four yearly celebrations of love, this one focused on sexual love and lust, and sexual relationships that might bloom into more (or not). Traditions associated with Sampremi are a roving street market, raves where residents can seek out some free love and get a little crazy, a massive week-long kink convention, and a tech expo with all-ages and adult options.

a celebration of sexual love and lust

Riverview has always been a place focused on love and building connections in order to foster community, and for a lot of people, sex is part of that, which makes it something worth celebrating! For people who use sex as a way to connect with others, even if only for a short time, or those who use it as a way to connect on a deeper level with the ones they already love, Sampremi is the perfect holiday to get their freak on in a host of new and exciting or comfortable and familiar ways. The holiday features a large kink convention, where various entities in the city can show off their toys, explain their niche kinks, and share their insights with anyone who might be interested, a series of raves that are both all-ages and adult where residents can find someone(s) to share a night (or a week, a few months, or even a life) with. This year, there is a large tech expo where cutting edge tech companies in the city are sharing their newest toys, like improved virtual reality, robotics advances, and many other types of toys - all for work, play, or, in the spirit of the holiday, pleasure. And for those who don't want to connect through sex or who aren't old enough to, there are dances, games, and an entire market full of street food that's meant for sharing, so they can connect in other ways.

● OOC NOTE: Please be sure to warn in subject lines for any threads involving sexual content, drug use or other content that fellow players may wish to avoid, and do not use the prompt mechanics to circumvent consent in your threads, as non-consensual sex is not permitted on the game communities. Items such as aphrodisiacs, VR, or party drugs mentioned in the prompts are intended to facilitate consensual sex, not to encourage sexual assault, or to 'trick' characters into having sex that they would not normally have. ICly, please remember that there is always security to intervene and make sure everyone is safe.

i. color raves

Advertised on flyers and digital screens around the city, made to pop as if they were under blacklight, is a series of what's called "color raves" that are happening in various large empty warehouse spaces around the city. They are called color raves for the bright colorful lights, the preponderance of glowsticks that attendees wave around, and for the brightly colored powder for attendees to play with, some of which is spiked with a mild party drug and some of which is just for fun (with the difference clearly marked, of course). There are three types of color rave - adult, all-ages, and youth raves.

(CW: DRUG USE) At each adult rave and all-ages rave there is one specific room where attendees can enter (after proving themselves 18+), and dance or play tag with brightly colored powder that contains small amounts of a legal party drug commonly available in Riverview, which is absorbed through the skin. Not much more intoxicating than having a few beers, the effects of the drug are a pleasant low-key buzzing euphoria, positive sensitivity to touch, a heightening of desires for intimacy, and a mild lowering of inhibitions. Once a character has been hit with the powder, the color lingers on the skin so other attendees can know who has partaken, but once the powder makes contact with a surface (whether it is skin, clothing, or structural) it deactivates, meaning that partakers can safely dance with non-partakers without sharing the intoxicating effects.

Adult raves will have bouncers at the door to ensure that anyone entering is 18+, and there is no limit to when and where the debauchery happens. Clothing is optional, showing skin is encouraged, and there are a lot of neatly tucked away spaces for attendees to get some time alone with one or more than one person, as well as spaces intended for orgies. The atmosphere is sex-positive and non-judgemental, open to any orientation or preference, with various forms of protection available for free, however, to ensure that everyone plays safe there are sober security teams out en masse at all premises to oversee the events.

All-ages raves are open to anyone who wishes to attend, regardless of age. There are bouncers at the door who will check ID and stamp the hand of anyone who is 18+ with a special ink that shows up under blacklight for easy identification. At all-ages raves, 18+ and underage characters can mingle, but there are specific areas set aside for only 18+ characters where they can get down and dirty either in private or the open.

Adult and all-ages raves will have only spiked powder to avoid confusion.

Youth raves are intended only for younger characters under 18, so they can stay up all night and dance like crazy, and meet other young people in the city. The legal drinking age in Riverview Quarantine is 14, and so anyone over 14 can enter and indulge in a few drinks, dancing, and playing tag with a version of the colored powder featured at the adult raves that won't give you anything but a sugar high. There is copious amounts of security on site to ensure that everyone is safe, as well as nurses and off-duty police officers to offer advice or care for anyone who overindulges out of lack of experience. Youth raves will have only sugar powder, brightly colored and sweet to the taste, meant for fun and to play tag with rather than to cause intoxication.

ii. kink convention

For the week of March 4-10 there will be a massive kink convention on the top floor of one of the large exhibition centers downtown, limited to characters 18+. The exhibition is a sexy adult informational convention featuring various kinks and fetishes. Whether you're into leather, latex, lace, or anything else, you'll be able to find the clothes, toys, guides, books, erotica, fiction, and a wide variety of other interesting stuff to explore. While the atmosphere is sex-positive and there are private and public (for the voyeurs and exhibitionists in the room) venues for having sex, it's definitely focused on exploration and information about different stuff to try.

If someone has thought of it and figured it sounded sexy, it can be found here, and with Riverview's high level of tech advancement and widespread acceptance of magic, things can get pretty kinky. Whatever your kink is, there's probably a VR program, sex toy, potion, or spell that can make it happen, and someone who's got the downlow on how to make it great.

iii. tech expo

Riverview prides itself on its technological advancement, and so, running concurrently with the Kink Convention on March 4-10 and on the bottom floor of the same convention center, various cutting-edge tech companies in the city will be sponsoring a Tech Expo. The expo features demonstrations of all of the most advanced technology that's coming into use in the city, ranging from advancements in VR and holotech to robotics and gadgets, you can find the latest and greatest in almost any area of modern technology. Attendees will be able to come with a friend or a date or anything in between to play VR games, enjoy holoprojected escape rooms and puzzles, meet robot pets, try out the most recent music player or that new cell phone that can bend without breaking, and a wide variety of other gadgets.

While most of the tech expo is all-ages and non-sexual, there is a decently-sized adult area where characters must show ID proving they are 18+ in order to enter, where the technology is mostly related to sexual use. This area features advanced sex toys, VR systems intended to explore sex with other people in a virtual environment with no strings attached, sexy video games and holoprograms, and many other sensual technological.

iv. street market

One of the major draws of the festival is the special street food that can only be obtained this time of year. Almost everything you can buy at the Sampremi Festival is meant to be shared - whether it's one piece of meat on two or more sticks or desserts baked with a narrow part in the middle for convenient tearing, everything is built to be shared. The stalls sell everything from cups of soup, sandwiches, roasted or fried meat, deep-fried vegetables and cakes, dumplings, donuts, bagels, turnovers, and anything else you can think of.

Many of the savory dishes are based on the meat of a particular fowl native to the moon Riverview is situated on that has a taste and texture halfway between chicken and duck, cooked to be spicy (ranging from very mild to throat-burning). Many of the desserts are based around a fruit native to the moon that is spherical, red-orange, and has a light sweet taste that is similar to a combination of mango, pineapple, and strawberry. Both ingredients are considered to be aphrodisiacs. Of course, the foods aren't actually aphrodisiacs and any effect is purely placebo, though there are some booths (clearly marked and with someone to check ID) that sell actual aphrodisiac-laced foods and drinks to people who are 18+.

The festival features an entire row of fair games ranging from very high-tech games featuring virtual reality and neon holograms to extremely old-fashioned games with darts and balloons or balls and glasses. The games all have prizes in various shapes and sizes, with the standard stuffed animals, but also with goods and special items donated by any business in the city; ranging from tiny prizes to huge and expensive ones. Due to the nature of the holiday, many of the stalls are set up to cater to winning a prize for your partner(s), and due to the nature of the Quarantine, a lot of them involve aiming or other aspects of pretending to fight.

Originally, the part of the street festival that involved an actual market, with stalls and booths set up with goods, was aimed primarily at romantic trinkets like flowers or jewelry, gifts intended to be purchased for a loved one. As time has gone by, however, this aspect of the market has increased, with many businesses participating, though the emphasis is still on small businesses and anything relating to local culture rather than booths for any of the larger more corporate businesses. There is still plenty of jewelry to be found, for sure, mostly handmade and artisan, but the scope of the Market has widened immeasurably. The Sampremi Market is an excellent place to find specialty foods, clothing, jewelry, art, or other goods that were originally native to cultures on other planets in this reality, or other realities altogether. Many residents in the city use the market to share their unique cultural goods and traditional dress with others.

v. roommates or wildcard

Feel free to use this prompt to meet new roommates, for the purpose of getting to know each other, or hit up the mod-posted prompt to create a Communal Housing floor mingle. Or, if you have an idea for a prompt that isn't in this list, set during Sampremi, feel free to write it up!

visual inspiration

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Credit: image i: saber XU; image ii: Jose Borges; image iii: Nicolas Sitbon; image iv: Andreas Rocha

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[winscenario]

[ Excuse you, he's not a pilot. He's a Captain, thank you very much.

... but okay, yeah, he also is a pilot. And he is a bit smug, so what. Sue him.

Jim honestly couldn't care less about what prompts Finn to be vocal right now. He doesn't even know if that's how he is normally or if this is an unusual reaction for him, but what matters is that he enjoys it immensely. Every gasp, every hitch in his breath, the short panting that comes all too easily and more audible the more Jim touches him.

The moan he gets from Finn, or rather, the way he reacts to it by trying to cover up his own mouth, lets Jim know this is definitely not the way he usually is. So much so that he seems almost caught off-guard by his own reactions. At least this time around his mouth is a little too busy for him to grin smugly again, so there's that.

He lets out a sound of his own, a hum of sorts that's muffled against Finn's bulge, tongue pressing against him just a hint. He doesn't mind the fingers digging into his shoulder in the least. It's Finn's other arm that he reaches for, trying to get him to uncover his own mouth and— touch him, fist his hair, curl at his neck, anything. ]

I wanna hear you. [ He manages in a low purr, pulling away barely an inch. His hands move to the waistband of Finn's underwear next and he pulls piece of clothing down his legs, somehow both slow and impatient.

He takes a moment to lean back and actually just— you know, stare and admire for a little while, biting at his lower lip a little. Hello soldier. ]

[bythehand]

[ Finn doesn't waste energy on trying to sound especially collected. He's far and gone from trying to sound smooth. Eventually a person has to accept that they're going to sound breathless and non-collected for the near future. ]

You know I had a feeling you'd say that? [ Case in point. Breathless. And sardonic, in the same idle, familiar way a person might tell a friend to stop stealing fries from their plate, even while they're pushing the plate to the middle of the table.

Like, his pants are halfway down his legs. They're in a semi-private room at a rave. The sounds have already left his mouth, and they can't be taken back. A handsome man with extremely blue eyes is looking at his cock (cut, and while not about to break any records for size, at least worth the view) with unabashed interest. He thinks he can afford some familiarity.

Bickering and bantering always have come a little more easily to him than outright flirting, anyway.

In the interest of not making Jim think he's against the request in any serious capacity, especially when Jim's seemed pretty invested in expressiveness so far, Finn takes that earlier hint and sets his other hand on top of Jim's head. He pushes his fingers through Jim's hair a couple of times, because even he knows nice hair when he sees it, and curls them into a very careful fist.

He sort of glances from his hand to Jim's face, forehead creasing, and then back up. ]

Sorry-- is this okay? [ His fingers flex a little on Jim's head. ] I can-- I don't wanna do something you don't like.

[ It seems a lot better to ask that now than to find out later that Jim wasn't a fan of the hands situation the whole time. Finn takes that very seriously. Even if it may involve derailing some admiration. ]

[winscenario]

[ Jim shrugs, raising his eyebrows a little. ] Then you shouldn't have tried to cover up your mouth.

[ Literally no one at the rave will care, Jim's sure of that. Most of the other rooms nearby are taken up by people having very much the same kind of fun they are, and that's without mentioning those few who don't give a shit about a more public setting. Like the couches, for one. If anyone happens to hear them, then quite honestly he couldn't care less. He knows for a fact no one will bat an eye at it.

He does appreciate that tone, though. At least Finn seems to be at ease enough to agree with his request, and when those fingers find their way into his hair instead, he can't help a low, warm purr, eyes sliding closed and head tipping back to more or less follow the path of those fingertips against his scalp.

The simple touch sends a thrill down his spine, goosebumps flaring across his skin. He'll always be partial to people playing with his hair, and— ah, Finn curls his fingers into a fist next, and the purr turns to a gasp instead. He opens his eyes again when Finn speaks up. ]

That's very okay. [ He wraps a hand loosely around the base of Finn's cock, thumb swiping along the underside, working its way up slowly to the crown. His lips just barely hover against the tip, breath warm when he speaks again. ] I like that... you touching my hair. Tugging too, you can do that. Don't worry, I don't mind— I like a little pain. You're fine.

[ So if Finn ends up getting a little carried away, he can rest assured that it'd take a considerable amount of force for Jim to really mind at all. With that cleared up, he parts his mouth and wraps his lips loosely around the head of Finn's erection, sucking slowly before pulling away again, tongue lapping up across the very tip. ]

[bythehand]

[ All right. That's a green light on the hair across the board, from reactions to words (even if he sort of has to briefly close his eyes to drag together enough focus to pay attention to the actual words, because looking down is a one way ticket to complete distraction). When in doubt, rely on straightforward communication to save the day. Good.

Especially good considering how his fingers immediately tighten their grip all of a couple of seconds later.

It isn't so much a gasp he draws in as it is a full breath, which he follows with a strangled, almost surprised: ]

Oh.

[ His erection twitches beneath the attention, against Jim's tongue. It's good but so brief. When he registers that Jim's pulled away again, a little groan slips out.

Impatience and long-learned self restraint: the never ending internal war. ]

You invest a lot into "slow and close," don't you.

[winscenario]

[ Jim's nothing if not thorough, especially when he wants to convey how he feels about something. In this case, he does vastly prefer making sure his feelings are especially clear, lest any doubt linger on Finn's mind and he ends up not playing with Jim's hair nearly as much as he otherwise would. Can't have that, now can he.

His lips curl a little, pressed lightly against the head of Finn's cock. He answers with a half-shrug. ]

I can go pretty fast too. But I've always believed that you shouldn't rush a good thing.

[ There's a thoughtful little hum, as he presses slow and sloppy kisses against the tip, tongue tracing the edge of the stretched skin. ]

No harm in speeding things up a little, though...

[ And he's not so terrible that he'd let the teasing turn to torture, so— he wraps his lips around the crown again, sucking around the girth, then slowly bobbing his head and inch by inch taking more of Finn's length into his mouth, lips tight and cheeks hollowing out just so. ]

[bythehand]

[ He offers a vague, distracted sound in response at first, fingertips pressing lightly into the skin of Jim's shoulder. ]

Normally have to take a good thing and run. If I find it. [ And another sharp breath, a scramble for words. ] Maybe that's-- maybe that's where we're, uh.

[ Well, the scramble for words failed towards the end there, and turned into more of a drawn-out wordless noise. He'd like to hope the point got across. He's also suddenly not especially concerned about making a point.

It takes a conscious effort to try not to overthink most things: the remaining edge of uncertainty about receiving anything without doing something to... earn it first, least of all. But sensation is already eroding some of the sharpness of it. Finn's eyes fall closed. His head tips back a little, jaw tight. The filter on appreciative sounds has left the building.

The grip he has on Jim's hair is white-knuckled, and in what feels like a herculean effort not to let his hips snap forward, to put his eggs into the restraint basket, he gives it an experimental tug. Not very hard, but certainly very deliberate. ]

[winscenario]

[ Jim hums back at the words, the sound muffled and turning more into a low vibration around Finn's length. He's not quite following Finn's train of though, or so much as paying attention, and when he gets that noise out of Finn, his focus shifts to getting more of those out of him.

Hollowing out his cheeks, he sucks tightly around the girth while pulling back again, though this time he only goes so far as the crown before bobbing his head back down, working at a slow if thorough pace for now. Still, Finn seems intent on disrupting that, though Jim can't really tell if it's deliberate or not. Probably not.

Point is, when Finn tugs at his hair, he lets out a noise of his own, louder and sharper than the hum before, but just as choked out seen as his mouth is currently occupied. Feeling a shiver course through his body at the sensation, he curls a hand tight on Finn's hip and coaxes him closer, while his own lips slide farther down the length until he has him all the way in his mouth, the head of his cock pushing past the tight opening at the start of his throat. ]

[bythehand]

[ Not especially deliberate, no. Jim said he liked having his hair played with, and that's about as far as his reasoning got.

The vibration of sound catches Finn off-guard both times, gets an instant feedback-- a jump in the tension of his muscles, an ah at a slightly higher pitch. There's a spare moment to get his proverbial footing back the first time, but it's more intense after the hair-tug, bundles up right into the realization of how far in Jim's taken him, all the way down, the feeling of nudging into something tight and hot.

He looks back down with a shudder of his own, a minor, helpless jerk of his hips, even while he registers that there's not any farther into Jim's mouth he can go and moans.

Finn gets the feeling he'll be lucky to last more than a few minutes at this rate. If that.

He also distantly wonders if it would be weird to ask Jim to talk him through learning to do that tonight. Because he can't say he's not distinctly interested, and he's never found the opportunity to try to pick it up before. ]

[winscenario]

[ Good, he thinks. There's definitely a hint of surprise when Finn jerks his hips unwittingly, but it's not an unpleasant feeling by any means, and not all that rough either. He adapts easily, muscles relaxing briefly as he swallows around the head of Finn's cock, tightening around it before pulling back again.

He resumes the motions, head bobbing a little faster now, slowing every once or twice whenever he takes Finn a little deeper, the head pressing against the back of his mouth and pushing past the start of his throat. Those are the times when he gets the nicest reactions out of Finn, and even if it's a fairly tricky move to juggle, it's probably clear it's not exactly the first time he's doing it.

One of his hands slides between Finn's thighs, fingertips brushing up the soft skin, finding his balls and curiously playing with them and stroking the warm flesh. His mouth doesn't ease up on the pace now, and the hand on Finn's hip is more encouraging than anything else, soft little shudders spreading through his body whenever he gets Finn's control to slip up just a little and his hips buck against him. ]

[bythehand]

[ Jim's so-- almost mellow about it. Mellow's not exactly the right word. Adaptable. Relaxed. Finn's not operating on a lot of experience, generally, and he finds sort of a relief in that in a partner. In not somehow screwing this up by occasionally losing his grip on a prerequisite self-control leash.

The First Order turns 'em out with hangups, generally.

As predicted, this doesn't turn into a marathon process, and Finn sees no reason to try to hold out to make it one. His breaths take on a certain hitch, an intensity.

A thing that he's not is rude, however, so he starts to relinquish his grip on Jim's hair with fingers that feel stiff at the knuckles, just in case. ]

Getting close.

[ He sounds... not composed At All. The opposite of composed. ]

[winscenario]

[ Luckily for Finn, Jim's certainly not lacking in experience when it comes to this. He's tried a lot of stuff, some weirder than others, and in this particular instance, that probably shows. There's very little that Finn could do at this moment to put him off, and if he's a little eager or inexperienced, Jim only seems to find it exciting more than anything.

Finn's warning comes as no surprise at all. Still, he stays right where he is even when Finn lets go of his hair, his head bobbing again, hands on Finn's hips drawing him closer as he swallows around the girth.

Not a marathon, not by a long shot. But Finn's young and eager and very willing, and Jim has every faith that he'll be able to bounce back pretty quickly. ]

[bythehand]

[ It's a well-placed faith. ]

Jim-- [ And okay, well, Jim gets his meaning across very well without having to pause to mince words. Some things go beyond the point where they can be mistaken. It's something he's grateful for right now, all things considered.

Finn holds out a little longer, partly because he's the type to give his warnings fairly decently in advance and partly an effort made out of lingering politeness, the hope of which is to give Jim time to change his mind if he suddenly wants to.

When Finn comes, it's more of a silent affair than his other responses have been. A sharp inhale. The rush of a longer exhale, muscles tensed, a sudden scrabble for purchase on the top of Jim's head again. ]

[winscenario]

[ Honestly, Jim would be thoroughly impressed if Finn managed to talk any more than that right now. As it is, he's pretty sure he made it clear that he knows Finn's coming, and that he's not planning on going anywhere.

His head bobs in smaller motions, keeping Finn's cock buried deep in his mouth still. In a last effort to urge him to come, he swallows around the head repeatedly, tightening his muscles around the crown. There's a faint and choked moan when he feels the release hit the back of his throat, but he takes a slow breath through his nose and holds it in his lungs, working his mouth tight around Finn and sucking him off through his orgasm, milking him to the very last drop.

Jim's looking a bit like a mess by the time he pulls back— hair mussed up thanks to Finn's handiwork, gaze dark and face flushed, lips reddened and wet, short breathless pants slipping past them as he licks along the softening length, then sucks on the head one last time.

He kisses Finn's hipbone, then after a moment to try and regain his composure, he reaches for Finn's hands and attempts getting back up onto his feet. It may end up with him bumping lightly against Finn, but he doesn't seem to mind that closeness much at all. ]

[bythehand]

[ A little inadvertent bumping is beyond acceptable. Finn does what he can to be a stabilizing force in this equation, with them both not quite being as steady on their feet as they could be. Neither of them hits the floor, that's kind of a victory.

He takes stock of Jim for a moment, starting to strongly suspect that this man has the hidden power of looking attracted no matter how disheveled he gets. This is maybe the part where he's supposed to say thanks or "that was good," but Finn feels like that would be redundant. Plan B, as much of a plan as it is, is to lean in for another kiss. Firm, but not insistent. He swipes his tongue across Jim's lower lip, just to let Jim know he's putting the mouth opening option on the table. ]

[winscenario]

[ Pretty big victory, if you ask him. He'd hate to ruin the mood with one or both of them getting hurt with something that stupid.

His lips curl when he realizes Finn is leaning in to kiss him again, and he wraps his arms around Finn's broad shoulders, letting out a sigh as their mouths connect again. He parts his lips promptly and eagerly, seeking out Finn's tongue with his own before he pulls back and a little out of reach.

Also Finn may have come just now but Jim is still very much excited, too much pent-up arousal, skin electrified and responding to the slightest brush. Finn is warm and solid against him and he's really enjoying that a lot right now. ]

[bythehand]

[ It's nice. Having Jim crowded in close, hot to the touch. A little buzz in the back of his head, being able to let his thoughts get fuzzy around the edges, the slightest bit. He pulls his pants and boxers most of the way up almost idly, not concerned with re-fastening them or covering himself up as much as he thinks getting them all the way off would take more time than he'd like, but being able to move more easily would be ideal.

After that, Finn ghosts his hands up Jim's sides, over his shoulders, back down to his waist. He scans Jim's face like catching the minute shifts in his expression is the most intense point of interest in his night right now. ]

Pretty sure I remember hearing I could return the favor. [ He hooks two fingers into the waistband of Jim's pants, carefully slides them around to the front to toy with the button. Half for the sake of reestablishing his interest in making good on that, half asking permission to get some of the more obvious clothing barriers out of his way. ] You wanna sit down?

[winscenario]

[ Jim all but shivers in Finn's arms, feeling those hands trail up and down his sides. Every touch is sending a pleasant electric buzz down his spine, the hairs at the back of his neck standing on end, and a broken little sigh spilling into the kiss. He's about at that point where it really doesn't take a lot to make him look like a complete mess, which is something Finn will easily note when he looks over his face as they break the kiss. ]

Right. [ Voice a little hoarse, he licks at his lips and swallows dryly. He dips his head in a nod that he hopes will convey how alright he is with Finn taking his pants off, but just in case that doesn't do it, he drops his hands down to help speed up the process. Can't blame him for being a little impatient. ] Yeah, sounds— like a great idea. But maybe let's take these out of the way first.

[ And as soon as the button's open and the zipper's down, Jim's quickly tugging them past his hips, along with his underwear. ]

[bythehand]

Yeah. [ It's nice to get the assistance. Finn is more than happy to assist with the assistance. Actively doing something for someone is a little more in his comfort zone, even lacking in experience. He's very much, for lack of a better term given the circumstances, eager to please.

With Jim's pants and underwear effectively out of the way, Finn starts walking him backwards towards the nearest couch. He doesn't quite push him onto it, but once the backs of Jim's legs hit it, he gives him a very expectant look, already starting to lower himself onto his knees. He grips the back of one of Jim's calves. ]

I don't get to do this for people much. [ It's a deliberate choice of words, "get to." For something he knows he likes being able to do, never something he views as an obligation. ] Let me know if something's not working.

[ The spirit of full disclosure is an important one to him. He's not down here to half-ass anything. ]

[winscenario]

[ Jim kicks the rest of his clothes out of the way, hands on Finn's forearms while he lets himself be guided backwards to the couch. He sits down promptly when he feels his legs touch the cushions, shifting onto a comfortable position and spreading his knees wide apart to offer the room Finn needs to get closer to him. ]

I will. [ Jim smiles, cupping Finn's face in his hands, and leaning in for a quick peck. ] Won't have to tell you if it's working. You'll know.

[ Then he leans back, waiting and giving Finn the time he needs to adjust himself and start in whatever way is more comfortable for him. ]

[bythehand]

[ He appreciates the metaphorical breathing room. Operating under pressure is all fine and good-- Finn was pretty much raised for it-- but the extent Jim goes to to create a distinct lack of pressure is just... nice. Finn's always been easy to win over with nice.

He's also not much of one for deliberately trying to tease. Mostly by choice. Sometimes from having to acknowledge that it can take a certain amount of practiced subtlety to pull it off. So he doesn't bother with any pretenses.

Finn takes Jim's cock in hand, licks a stripe along the underside from base to tip, and proceeds to take it as far into his mouth as he comfortably can. He starts a long, slow pull back, lips tightening with suction, sort of trying to get a feel for things for a moment.

His eyes don't leave Jim's face. When you've got intensity and focus to bring to a party, might as well put it to use. ]

[winscenario]

[ Right at this moment, Jim really is very glad that Finn's not the type to tease. He can appreciate it immensely, mind, but right now he's aching for any kind of attention, the faintest hint of relief, and when Finn takes hold of his cock, he shudders slightly, letting out a shivered breath.

Closing his eyes, he relaxes further on the couch. One hand settles on Finn's neck, fingers curling gently around it as Finn licks him to the tip, then takes him into his mouth. Despite the slow pace, there's an overwhelming feeling that courses through him, a rush of pleasure that travels from head to toe.

Or maybe it is in part due to the slow pace. Jim's already aroused and sensitive enough as it is, and practically feeling every point of pressure and contact as Finn slowly sucks him out of his mouth isn't doing any wonders to his calm and restraint. His fingers curl, nails digging lightly into skin, and he groans, suppressing the urge to move his hips towards Finn. ] That's... hah, good...

[bythehand]

[ Always nice to get feedback. If Finn is fazed by the feeling of Jim's fingernails starting to dig in, he doesn't show it.

Jim is bigger than most, thick, so Finn keeps his hand at work on the shaft, meets his lips as far down as he can get them. He lets his mouth water for it, tongue pressing firmly against the underside, takes in as much as he possibly can. If he had his way, he'd take it all, and if it wouldn't require pulling off to have a discussion, he'd already have made good on his earlier thought of asking Jim for advice on that.

Jim's reactions are gonna be the important thing to pay attention to, he thinks.

Slow is how he starts. It really is rare that he gets to do this, but what he's sure of is that everyone is different. The things that make them tick, the things that make them gasp. It's like learning something new all over again, a challenge to do something well. He's prided himself on picking things up quickly in the past. Just takes a little patience, a lot of focus, and a visceral pleasure at the idea of being something that someone enjoys. He's got that. It hasn't always let him down.

Finn makes a muffled sound of acknowledgement, already pushing back down in a sharper, swifter movement. ]

[winscenario]

[ Somehow Jim wasn't quite expecting this. From the way Finn was talking before, the way he reacted to Jim's touches and ministrations, he really thought there would be a marked inexperience to Finn's approach. Something a little less sure, or a little sloppier at the very least. He was ready to deal with that— in fact he sort of had prepared himself for it.

This is, however, very much not what he prepared himself for. In all the best and most wonderful of ways.

Finn's fast and thorough and intense from the get-go. Caught entirely by surprise, it's not long before Jim's gasping sharply, his body tensing and shifting just barely on the couch, as though it's practically impossible for him to stay still. His nails dig a little deeper, and his other hand clings tight to the edge of the cushion where he's sitting. It feels even tighter still the deeper Finn takes him, and he cries out, body trembling and head falling back, pleasure running hot through his veins. ]

Oh, God— [ Apparently words aren't a thing Jim filters much through this. He's pretty vocal, up until the point where he can't really manage anything coherent anymore. His every breath comes audibly, a pant at the very least, if not something louder. ]

[bythehand]

[ The bolder approach works in his favor sometimes. Things like this are, frankly, probably the most fun use Finn's ever gotten out of a lifetime of learning observance.

All signals seem to be in the green as far as Jim goes so far, something that chases a little bit of thrill up Finn's spine. He looks good with his head tipped back, his muscles shifting. He sounds good. If he hadn't come not that long ago, Finn's about eighty percent sure he could get hard just from watching and listening to this.

He doesn't make any moves to get Jim to hold still-- he makes another muffled sound of acknowledgement around Jim's cock instead, possibly even encouragement. Rough, fidgety, he knows he can probably handle fine. So he just tries to keep as steady a pace as he can, eyes fixed upward to watch the shifts in Jim's expression in real time. ]

[winscenario]

[ Bolder always works with Jim. Even if the attempt wasn't entirely successful, he still would have appreciated the effort, and figured out something else they could do.

As it is, though, everybody wins. Well, him, mostly. Feels that way, being on the receiving end of Finn's attentions. He's not entirely sure what the sound is for, if it serves a purpose other than just make Jim feel good. Because it does feel good, the vibration around his cock and the way it rolls up his spine. He's still hesitant to lift his hips up or move against Finn, though.

His head tips forward again, gaze darkening when it locks with Finn's. He doesn't look away, though, never having been the type to get embarrassed. Hand smoothing up to Finn's cheek, his thumb strokes lightly along Finn's lips where they stretch around him, and slowly he lifts his hips up in a tentative thrust, meeting him halfway. ]