Finn Haynes (finnigan_h) wrote in shadows_rpg, @ 2018-11-08 06:53:00 |
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Entry tags: | #november 2017 |
Who: Fin and Neilan
When: Sunday 19th November, morning
Where:Fin’s apartment then Neilan’s
Warnings: NSFW
Status: Complete
After their daytime date on Saturday Fin and Neilan went their separate ways, Fin had some more packing to get done before heading to work and Neilan had to call his mom and dad. He then had to chaperone the dance at the high school. In the hours that followed Fin thought, he thought about what had been said as they stood at the base of the lighthouse, about the whole ‘serious’ thing in regards to their relationship and wondering if they really were taking things too fast or if he was just nervous about it, about letting Neilan see the side of him that he preferred to keep hidden.
Just like they had discussed earlier, Fin had taken Neilan’s DJ gear and stored it in the back store room, though when he came to pick them up Fin could see that something had happened at the dance and the other man was in a very happy mood, though by the time he had arrived at Fin’s apartment he was nearly back to his normal self. There wasn’t a lot of talking as they were both tired and just curled up together and went to sleep.
Though when Fin woke up on Sunday morning it was his turn to feel weird, as soon as he rolled over and saw Neilan lying asleep beside him he felt an overwhelming sense of affection towards the other man, all the worries that he had the day before were gone and he wanted nothing more than to make the other man happy in any way possible. Sliding out of bed, still dressed in his boxers he padded as quietly as he could to his office, with a quick hello to both Ferdinand and Obi, Fin sat down at the piano and started to play Moonlight Sonata, knowing the sound would be easily heard through the open doors, closing his eyes he let himself get lost in the music.
It had been a rather peculiar night. During the dance Neilan had found himself feeling like he’d been on some kind of ecstasy. He’d known that from trying it a few times in Ibiza and so when he’d gone to pick up his DJ equipment he’d talked Fin’s ear off. While normally Neilan had a hard time putting a filter on his mouth, he genuinely had no control over the things he was saying. It was the most bizarre feeling in the world. He’d said some things that he would probably regret once he woke up and apologized by the end of his set when he got back to Fin’s apartment for his obviously somehow intoxicated state even though he’d never even taken a sip of alcohol that evening. They’d both fallen asleep pretty quickly as it had been quite a long day and Neilan slept so soundly that it took him several moments to realize that the song he heard wasn’t in his dreams.
He pulled himself out of the bed and rubbed his eyes, following the sound out to the piano where Fin was sitting playing. Standing in the doorway with just his boxer briefs, Neilan crossed his arms over his chest and watched Fin play. He’d woken to the sound of Fin playing many a time, a great deal of his time there he had no idea who it was that had been playing it. But he’d never woken up in Fin’s apartment to it. When he’d finished the song is when Neilan finally spoke. “Beautiful, as always.” He tried to whisper so as not to startle Fin. “And the song’s not bad either.” He teased, pushing himself off the frame of the door.
Though Fin knew that his playing would wake Neilan he was still slightly startled when the other man spoke from the doorway, he always did when something or someone pulled him out of his self induced musical spell, usually it was his phone or Obi who did it because he hadn't had a lot of visitors and when either of his friends stayed over they just let him play without interruption. With a smile he turned towards to face the other man as he stood up from the stool and walked over to where Neilan was standing. “God, you're amazing.” He said, his hands skimming down Neilan's sides as he looked the other man over affection and maybe a hint of lust. “Talented and good looking.”
Neilan was a bit surprised by that especially because of how much an ass he made out of himself the whole entire day before. He brought his hands up to Fin’s shoulders, rubbing them as his hands drifted down the other man's arms. His eyebrows knit together but a big smile was on his face. “I’m not the one playing piano.” He chuckled a little at that and pressed a kiss to Fin’s lips. When he pulled back he pressed his fingers to the corner of Fin’s lip. “What’s gotten into you this morning?” He wondered aloud. It was like his whole demeanor had changed overnight. Something about Fin complimenting him so forwardly seemed unlike him. Sure they could dirty talk in bed but it was hardly ever Fin who so obviously initiated. The way he was looking at Neilan was already making him hard though.
Fin's eyes fluttered shut as Neilan's hands travelled down his arms in a soft caress. Playing the piano in the morning had almost become a ritual but one he kind of forgotten about when he had a gorgeous Scotsman in the bed with him, that was more interesting than the piano. “What's gotten into me? I don't know, but there's a part of me that would very much like to get into you.” He purred into Neilan's ear, giving the lobe a quick lick, the adoration quickly giving way to lust.
“Is that right?” He replied back, wrapping his arms around the other man's neck. “It’s seems to me that I’m at an advantage here. I’ve got something you want…” he touched Fin’s nose with the tip of his finger. “...and what do I get in return?” He teased because obviously he liked it when Fin fucked him and he very much didn’t need anything else from him. He was still a bit off putting by his sudden change in behavior since yesterday he seemed so conserved and shy but Neilan wasn’t going to look a gift horse in the mouth.
“Mmhm.” Fin wasn't sure what it was that had come over him but he kind of liked it, liked it when he didn't have to think too much about everything that worried him the day before, that things were going too fast, and just give into the urges that seemed to be brewing inside him. He had awoken with these urges and right now he just wanted to take Neilan to bed and do anything and everything with him and suffer the consequences later when whatever it was wore off. “What do you want? There's a lot that we can do and that I can give you, just tell me and I'll try to make those dreams come true…” He flicked his tongue out to touch Neilan's finger that rested on the tip of his nose, his pupils dilated as the building lust pulsed through his veins.
Neilan still wasn’t anywhere near as ready as Fin was to jump into bed, so he’d let Fin squirm a little while before he finally, inevitably, gave in. “So if I asked you for a pony or an Apple Watch or even a yacht you’d be inclined to give it to me?” He teased, taking his finger off Fin's nose and wrapping his arm back around his shoulders. “Seems a bit reckless, don’t you think?” He was going to prolong this as long as possible until Fin finally caved and carried him back into the bedroom. “I think what I want most in the entire world is….” he said seductively, just to throw off the scent. “...world peace.” He let out a low chuckle at that.
“Don't know about the pony or the yacht, those might be a bit beyond my budget lately… not sure about the Apple Watch, I'm an Android man myself. But if you want books or stationery, those I can do.” Fin didn't mind the teasing at all, it was more fun with a bit of foreplay and even if Neilan didn't want to do anything physical just this would please Fin enough. “I told you on our first date last week that I rarely look before I leap, a bit of recklessness adds spice to life.” His hands slowly moved up and down Neilan's sides as they stood there, biting at his lip at the other man's seductive tone. “Mmm. I'd like that too, but I'm not Lennon nor Bono, I've got a snowball's chance in hell of giving you world peace. What other things have you got in mind?”
He chuckled a bit and even though he had planned to torture Fin a bit longer, watching Fin bite his lip made his half-mast full. “Well then suppose the only other thing I can think of..” he said, leaning into Fin’s ear and taking a nip at it before whispering. “...is that you let me fuck you, nice and slow. Make it last. I want to feel myself inside of you for a long time.” His arms pulled Fin closer now that that their hips touched and ground his hips into Fin’s. As he leaned his head back he took Fin’s lips into his own, slowly and lazily.
At that moment, in the mood he was in he would've tried for world peace if it pleased Neilan, he'd do anything for the man. When Neilan pulled their bodies closer Fin stepped forward so he could get as close as possible, chests and hips against each other. “Yes…” he hissed at the suggestion, pressing his hips forward. “I want that, I want to feel you inside.” He whispered before they kissed, breaking it after a minute or so. “Do it.”
A smile crept slowly onto his face which was shortly accompanied by a laugh. “Okay, Romeo. Let’s get to the bedroom before we traumatize poor Obi over here.” He said, pulling Fin into the bedroom and leaning over him to shut the door behind them. There well and truly was something completely different about Fin right now. He was licentious, never mind that he’d never even suggested that they switch before. Neilan was not even sure why it was something he wanted to try but with Fin in front of him like that it just seemed like the right kind of suggestion. His bit his lip as he smiled at Fin, the stare he’d been given had turned his cheeks a dusty red as his hands came up to cradle Fin’s head. “I don’t know what’s happened but I think that I like it.”
Following Neilan willingly back to the bedroom Fin gave a small smile, traumatising his pets was definitely not a good idea and neither was getting interrupted and after the door was shut he gave the other man a quick kiss. A part of him wondered if whatever had happened to Neilan the night before had somehow gotten passed on to him, or if this was some sort of spell, though who would do that to him and why? Fin liked being being a top, he could count on one hand the number of lovers for whom he had bottomed for but only one of them was a boyfriend so he supposed that was something different, the talk about positions and what the other liked in bed could wait for another time. When Neilan cradled his head in his hands Fin pressed his cheek into the palm of one. “You've wooed me with your Scottish charm.” Fin joked, his hands going back down to rest on the other man's waist, the fingertips sliding below the elastic of the boxers.
He smirked at that and pressed another long kiss to Fin’s lips, nice and slow. When they broke apart his eyes were heavy-lidded and his breath was starting to become a bit ragged. “Well then, suppose I’m a bit magic then.” He looked down at the expanse of Fin’s body before pulling down the other mans boxers. It was Fin this time that needed getting prepared and Neilan was all too happy to watch how it was going to make the other man squirm. “On the bed.” He practically demanded, breaking himself apart from Fin to grab the lube and condom from Fin’s bedside table. Might as well get it out now so that he didn’t have to do it in the heat of passion.
The slow and lazy kiss just added to Fin's passion and fitted the whole mood of the morning perfectly, this wasn't about rushing things but instead taking their time and enjoying it. He kissed back, keeping up with the pace while not letting it get too heavy too quickly despite the fact his own body was screaming out to be touched. He shimmied and stepped out of his boxers when they were pushed down, standing for a moment before he was ordered to get on to the bed. Without a word he took the few steps and sat down on the bed, lying down on his back and drawing his knees up, if Neilan wanted him in another position he'd move but for now Fin wanted to wait and see the other man's reaction. “Like this?”
Neilan stepped forward and nudged his knees down. “Not yet.” He said, putting one hand on either side of Fin’s face to kiss him deeply with a lazy speed. Sure Neilan had to call his mum and da later but they had all morning so there was no need to rush. He settled himself in between Fin's legs so that he could grind up against him a bit, his boxer briefs still on so that he could keep himself a little bit more in control. “I want to make this so slow for you that you’ll be begging me to be inside of you.” He said after the kiss was broken, his lips a slick red circle. “Are you going to beg for me, Fin?”
Shifting his hips a bit Fin for himself comfortable as Neilan lay down and settled between his legs, he could feel the cotton of the boxers between them and while he wanted nothing more than for Neilan to be naked and inside him already Fin knew it'd be a while before that would happen so he too a deep breath, settling down the part of his brain that wanted things now. He nodded at Neilan's question. “Yes. I'll beg for you. I beg for you to stretch me before sliding that hot cock of yours inside. I'll wrap my legs around you as you fill me. I'll beg for you to take it slow, I want you to stay there for as long as possible until it drives us both crazy. Please Neilan, I don't want just a fuck, give me something I'll remember.”
He looked down at Fin as he said that, like Neilan would just fuck him and fuck off? They were way beyond that at this point. He leaned down to kiss Fin's lips again, which he then moved to bite a mark into his shoulder, making sure it was at a spot that wouldn’t be visible outside of his t-shirt later that day at work. When he let go he brought his mouth up to Fin’s ear. “It’ll never be just a fuck with you.” He breathed into Fin's ear and let a hand lazily fall to Fin’s erection where he closed his fist over the head and brushed at the tip.
Whatever it was that was making him act like this, whatever weirdness had taken hold of him and stripped away the worry and nerves of yesterday also seemed to stop the rational part of his mind had abandoned him, all he wanted was Neilan, he couldn’t say ‘love him forever’ but damn it if he didn’t want it, if only just for that day. Fin kissed back softly, making a soft sound as their lips parted that soon turned into a whimper as a mark was made on his shoulder, he didn’t care if it was visible or not, Neilan could cover him in mouth shaped bruises and Fin would wear them like a badge of honor. He groaned and his eyes slipped shut as the hand wrapped around his cock and those words were whispered into his ear. “No… never…”
He let go of Fin as he reached across the other man to grab the lube. Neilan had honestly spent a good portion of the night at the dance horrified that he’d completely fucked up everything he had with Fin so to see how he was reacting right about now made him feel a bit better about his foot-in-mouth syndrome. He grabbed Fin’s ankles and pushed his legs up a bit as leaned back over the other man. “I want to see you squirm.” He said without even really thinking, pouring a generous amount of lube onto his fingers. He would draw this out as long as possible because damn it if he weren’t going to enjoy every minute of it.
While Fin hadn’t forgotten about what was said the day before, but it was right in the back of his mind alongside the lyrics some 90’s song - completely irrelevant at the present time, his mind was screaming Neilan, Neilan, Neilan and nothing else mattered. When Neilan pushed his legs up Fin shifted, bringing his knees up to towards his chest give the other man all the room he needed, it was rare for him to be this submissive, he usually liked to keep some sort of control when it involved sex but right now he didn’t care. “I’m already squirming, I want you so bad.” He replied, looking up at the other man above him.
A smirk played on his face as he let one finger gently tease the opening, before letting it sink in. Fin was tight, that was for sure, and his cock twitched in anticipation to feel himself fill that tight space. He let it curl gently inside trying to find that bundle of nerves he knew was up there. He leaned into Fin's lips and stole a kiss, raw and needy like he’d been the one being tortured by Fin. It was safe to say there was a bit of torture in looking how debauched he was and not being inside of him yet but he didn’t mind that kind of torture. When the kiss broke he leaned his forehead against Fin’s and breathed heavily. “You’re so fucking tight.” He said breathlessly and worked his finger in a slow motion to try and loosen him up a bit. “I can’t wait to sink myself into you. Would you like that?”
Fin tensed a bit as Neilan’s finger pressed in, it had been a few months and he was trying his best not to think of the last man who had done this, of those wild few months before everything went wrong. That was his fault, he had put a stop to it and the few lovers he had seemed to have left town not long afterwards. He exhaled, letting himself relax around the intrusion and focusing on how good it felt, especially as the fingertip found that spot. He made another soft sound as they shared a passionate kiss, letting Neilan control everything for the moment. Fin was panting from the kiss and also from that finger slowly stretching him, he nodded at the question. “Yes… please. I want you inside me, I want to feel it all. I don’t care how… just please.” It was about as close to begging as Fin would get.
Neilan pulled his finger out of Fin and pushed two back in to stretch him more. “Patience.” He whispered and swallowed Fin’s moans with his mouth. He had actually never been on the giving end before and so he hoped with all hope that he wouldn’t last an embarrassingly short amount of time. He pushed in and out of Fin slowly, each time trying to reach that spot. He wouldn’t go too hard or fast because he wanted to save it for when he was actually inside of Fin. He revelled in the sounds Fin was making and at how damn good he looked right at this moment. “Is there anything about you that isn’t perfect?” He found himself saying out loud. Seems like he hadn’t completely gotten over his foot-in-mouth.
Fin didn’t want patience. He wanted it now, even though they were supposed to be taking it slow, things could slow down once Neilan was inside. He rocked his hips, getting those fingers to where he wanted them as Neilan kissed him, muffling the sounds he was making and also stopping him from talking and almost begging for it already, Fin didn’t care if he was walking funny later, that was something he’d suffer through if it meant Neilan could be inside him sooner rather than later. His back arched a bit as the kiss broke, there was a lot of things about him that were far from perfect but right now wasn’t the time to go into it. “Please.” He whispered, squeezing around the digits still stretching him. “I want you.”
Finally, having a hard time keeping himself from doing it, Neilan decided it was time. He took his fingers out and pulled down his boxer briefs. He grabbed a condom, rolling it over himself before pouring a generous amount of lube onto it. “Since you asked so nicely.” He teased and pulled Fin up by his arms to bend him over the bed. Once he positioned himself at Fin’s hole he pushed himself in slowly, feeling the muscles tighten around his cock. And damn if that wasn’t the best feeling in the world right now. The tightness was something he’d never quite experienced before and he let out a low “Fucking hell.” as he pushed further into Fin.
He got up off the bed when pulled and turned around when the hands guided him, getting moved into whatever position the other man wanted without question or complaint, Fin lowered his stomach down onto the bed resting on his elbows as he stepped his legs apart slightly, he took a deep breath in as the head started pushing in and Neilan’s cock slowly fill him, trying his best not to tense up any further as each inch almost carefully slid inside. He groaned again at the curse, quickly pushing his hips back so that Neilan was in as far as he could go, it’d take a minute to get used to the burn but right now he had what he wanted and it felt so good, he’d stay like this all day, joined together so intimately.
Neilan pushed himself in until he was flush against Fin’s ass and let out a soft moan. No point in going too fast yet as if he did he might come way too soon. He pulled himself out slowly and then slowly pushed back in, feeling the slow build up in his body. His nerves popped and cracked as he closed his eyes into the feeling. “Fucking hell, you feel so fucking good.” He cursed, a slow rhythm starting to help Fin adjust to the burn and stretch. He wasn’t sure why he had never done this before, or what had motivated him to want to but there was no way he regretted this, not for one second.
It did feel ‘fucking good’, especially when a slow rhythm was started. Fin moved slowly, pressing his hips back with each of Neilan’s thrusts in, wanting to get that cock in him as deep as possible to give that feeling of fullness that nothing else compared to. Fin didn’t know that this was Neilan’s first time topping a guy but he would’ve felt kind of proud that he was the first. “God… so do you.” He groaned as the next thrust brushed against his prostate. Pushing himself up off the bed Fin pressed his back against Neilan’s front and moved a hand down to the other man’s hip, silently urging him to stop. “Can we… just stay like this?” He breathed, the back of his head resting on Neilan’s shoulder.
The whole thing kind of surprised Neilan. Stay like this? For how long? He wasn’t sure he could handle being inside of Fin without fucking him. He wanted it so bad. However, Neilan was starting to notice his stubbornness crumble whenever Fin made a request from him. That’s what relationships were anyway, a give and take. He wrapped his arms around Fin's chest and pressed a kiss to his ear. “Just tell me when you want to go again and I’ll do it.” He let himself do one small thrust in before he finally stopped, his cock throbbing inside of Fin. God damn if Fin didn’t know how to drive him absolutely crazy.
Fin could’ve stayed like that for ages, there was that part of him that enjoyed this - the feeling of getting stretched and filled by another, almost as much as being the one who was doing it. His ragged breathing slowly returning to normal as he regained control of himself, with his hand still on Neilan’s hip Fin moved forward so that he could get up onto his knees on the edge of the bed. With a nod he let his grip go, his hand now falling by his side so that Neilan could start moving again, this time in a slightly new position.
Something about that new position gave Neilan a better angle and as he began thrusting in again he could feel it in Fin’s body too. A full body shutter wracked his body as he pulled out slightly to push back in harder and further. He could easily let himself be consumed by this and perhaps maybe never decide to bottom again, but he knew he would never do that and he didn’t want to. His rhythm came back after a moment and he was embarrassed to know it probably wouldn’t take much longer for him before he climaxed. He brought one hand down to Fin’s cock, sliding his palm over his erection as he felt the tip of his own cock brush against Fin’s prostate. He moaned loudly as the tight warmth around him and whispered into Fin’s ear. “You are so fucking gorgeous like this.” He said aloud, wanting to get Fin to the point that he was at by any means necessary.
Kneeling on the bed gave him a bit more leverage and he moved with each thrust, picking up the pace and rhythm again when he felt Neilan change it. He wasn’t going to compare lovers at this moment, just having Neilan - his boyfriend - inside him, fucking him, was all that he focused on, the time would come for slow and gentle but all Fin wanted was what he was getting. The hand stroking him was pushing him along nicely and he was sure he’d come pretty soon if Neilan kept it up. “Like what..? On my knees… getting fucked?” He asked, his own body shuddering at the way everything rubbed together and each thrust brushed his prostate, sending sparks of pleasure though his body.
“Yes.” He breathed into Fin’s ear as his thrusts started to grow quicker. He could definitely feel his climax on the horizon, and if he could he would rewind time and have that feeling over and over again. The hand stroking Fin was mirroring his rhythm and he brought his lips to Fin’s neck, biting there hard but not enough to draw blood. Neilan had noticed how Fin reacted when he would do that and so tried to remember every time they did. “On your…” he moaned at the warm and tightness around him. “..knees….getting fucked...completely unraveling.” He bit his lip before nipping at Fin’s earlobe. He didn’t know why he’d never done this before but now that he had he was definitely going to want to do it more.
Fin was getting breathless again as they sped up, each thrust drawing him closer to that peak of ecstasy. When Neilan started nipping at his neck, teeth worrying the skin there Fin moaned loudly, tilting his head and urging his lover on, getting bitten was his weakness and he was glad Neilan was willing to do it to him, he didn't trust any of his past one time fucks to let them mark him but he trusted Neilan, right now he'd let the other man do anything he wanted. “Yes…” He hissed, an arm reaching back to hold on to Neilan as they both got closer. “fuck me… plow me… I wanna feel you.” He panted as he squeezed around Neilan's cock, wanting them both to fall over that edge together.
Neilan obliged and quickened his pace, finding himself so so close. Waves of pleasure wracked his body as he let his free hand come up to Fin's nipple to tweak it. It has seemed so easy to forget about everything that troubled him when he was with Fin and now was especially no exception. It was like the world around him completely disappeared and all that was left was the two of them. It didn’t take much longer and within three to four thrusts in Neilan was spilling into the condom. He let out a quiet “Fuck.” His hand still working on Fin’s length.
The pinch of his nipple took Fin right to the edge and he cried out wordlessly, all his muscles tensing as he hit the peak, the pleasure rolling through him as he climaxed, Neilan's hand stroking him through as he heard the quiet curse that signalled that Neilan was there too. He gave another squeeze, wanting to draw everything from the other man because damn it felt so good. Still panting he let his body slump forward so he was on his hands and knees, basking in the afterglow and not wanting it to end just yet.
He held onto Fin’s hips for a moment before collapsing onto him, the oxytocin coursing through his veins. His breathing was ragged and it felt like he could feel his pulse through his entire body. He let himself stay inside of Fin for a bit before he pulled out and pulled Fin over so that he was laying down. He pulled Fin into his arms, condom still on him as he began to slowly soften. As he placed a kiss on Fin’s lips he finally caught his breath enough to speak. “Jesus bloody Christ, we should do that a lot more.” He said, pulling the other man as close to him as he could.
Fin settled into Neilan's arms, not caring about anything else, how he'd have to wash the sheets or dismantling this very bed in the next few days to move it to his new place, he was too content at this moment. They could lie there for a good while, it was Sunday morning after all and there was nowhere he had to go until that afternoon. “Mm.” Fin hummed. “Maybe every now and then, I still prefer to be the one buried inside you.” He gave a little smile and closed his eyes, his pulse slowly returning to normal, he wasn't that tired, just a little tender after their rather vigorous fucking but it was worth it.
Neilan chuckled a bit at that. There was nothing in the world that could stop him from wanting to be fucked so Neilan was glad that Fin was still game. “I prefer it too.” He admitted, running his finger tips down Fin’s back. His skin felt nice underneath his hands. He leaned in to press a kiss to Fin’s lips, still unsure as to why Fin woke up so horny but not willing to complain about it. “How do you feel about breakfast? I need to call my mum and da, check in with them but I’ve got some good breakfast food back at the flat I could cook up for you.” He offered. He obviously wasn’t as skilled as Fin when it came to cooking but as good as he felt, he thought Fin might deserve to be dotted on a bit.
Fin didn't wake up horny per-say, he woke up with the desire to do whatever it was that would make Neilan happy and if that was early morning sex then he'd do it, he'd stay in bed all day naked if Neilan asked him to, work be damned, though he knew he had to work because Thanksgiving and the crazy sale that always occurred the day after still had to be organized. He hummed into the kiss, those hands felt so nice he could lie there all day. “Breakfast sounds wonderful, but how about we go back to your place and I cook it for you. Today I want to spoil you.” He brushed his lips against Neilan's, a smile on his face. “Then you can call your parents, we'll think of something to do after that.”
He brought a hand up to Fin’s face and brushed his thumb idly over the hair on his temple. “How did I get so lucky? I’m not sure I deserve you.” He said which might have been another foot in mouth moment if they weren’t both basking in the afterglow. Fin had made a point the day before that things had already gone a bit on the fast side and the things Neilan wanted to say to him seemed to perpetuate that. He pressed another kiss firm onto Fin’s nose and removed himself to take the condom off and put some clothes on. He grabbed the things he’d shucked off before passing out the night before and began to pull them over his body.
“I'm the one who doesn't deserve someone like you.” Fin smiled, enjoying the hand brushing over his forehead. With the way Fin was feeling he wouldn't have minded, Neilan could bring up their conversation from yesterday and Fin would have agreed with anything and everything said. When Neilan got up and started to get dressed Fin lay there for a moment, just watching before getting up and getting dressed himself. “You really are gorgeous, I especially like this…” he said, giving Neilan a playful slap on the bottom as he walked past to get a fresh pair of pants.
Neilan jumped a little as he did that and laughed. Fin always seemed to know how to make him laugh. “I’ll have you know…” he teased “...that I am not a piece of meat.” But he actually liked that Fin objectified him because he knew it was because he actually liked Neilan. “However I do have plenty of it in the refrigerator for breakfast so you better season it well.” He didn’t actually mean that as a threat because he knew Fin knew his way around a kitchen, it just seemed easier for him sometimes to joke around. He realized that what he’d still had for clothing was what he wore to the Sadie Hawkins dance and the DJ set so he looked a bit overdressed. He grabbed his mobile, wallet, keys and cigarettes off the nightstand and stuffed everything but his keys into his pockets.
Fin pulled on his pants and looked through the small pile of shirts for one to wear, most of his wardrobe was now waiting for him at the cottage, be it still in boxes and suitcases. “You're far from a piece of meat, honey, you're a talented and good looking man who I'm lucky enough to call my boyfriend.” He said as he pulled the shirt on over his head. Having not eaten since about six the night before Fin was quite hungry, their romp just increased his appetite. He then walked up behind Neilan and put his arms around him before whispering in his ear. “Maybe later I'll give you a taste of my meat.” That was a bad and dirty joke, but Fin couldn't help himself. “But before that, breakfast and you call your parents.” With a quick kiss to the cheek he stepped back and opened the bedroom door, his phone and keys were out in the living room.
A laugh bubbled up into Neilan's throat and he leaned into Fin’s arms when he kissed him on the cheek. Neilan followed Fin out into the living room so that he could grab his things and once he did he led them out of Fin’s apartment into Neilan's. He honestly hadn’t been back since much earlier the evening before so he was probably due to brush his teeth though he supposed it could wait until after food. “Do you want to meet them?” He asked. Obviously Fin wasn’t going to meet his parents in the flesh but he’d just recently helped them figure out video chat so they could sort of meet Fin.
Having made sure both the kitten and tortoise had plenty of food before he sat down at the piano Fin was happy to leave them to do whatever they did during the day and followed Neilan into his apartment. As soon as he walked in Fin started towards the kitchen, knowing where most things were as he remembered putting things away when they first official met. “I think the bigger question is do you want me to meet them? They might not be pleased that their good Scottish boy has gotten a man from across the North Channel.” Fin teased as he got the frypan out to start cooking their breakfast, he had barely gotten his own mother to move away from her old ‘dumb’ phone with buttons and texting via them. Walking to the fridge he looked over at Neilan “What do you feel like?”
Still in his own living room, Neilan thought about what to say. Obviously telling Fin that he’d already mentioned him to his parents would seem too clingy. But it wasn’t like they were going to stop from saying something. He sighed and walked into the kitchen. “I may have already mentioned you. I just told them about your shop and that I…” he tried to tread carefully, especially after their conversation the day before. “...that I liked you.” Which was true. They weren’t official at the time and had only gone on their first date the day before. “Is that a bit much? Am I a bit of a creep for that?” He asked Fin honestly. As far as food went he’d figured Fin would find out he’d had only a few meats and some eggs as everything else in his fridge was food prep.
Fin hadn’t physically talked to his mother in some time, so he hadn’t told her about Neilan as yet, but he had told his two best friends - Madison and Brad. Mads knew more, they had chatted quite a bit over the past two weeks and she was the one Fin had talked on Thursday after asking Neilan to be his boyfriend and how he was worried that everything was rushed. Mads as usual was the voice of reason, if it made him happy who cared what others thought. Brad was still overseas and they had only chatted via email and one video chat, but Fin had mentioned the dates but not that they were ‘official’. “Not really. I told my best friend about you just a few hours after you invited me out for drinks, I kept telling her it wasn’t a date but she called it.” He chuckled as he got the eggs, as well as some bacon and there were a few sausages in there so he got them out too. “I can’t wait for you to meet her at Thanksgiving.” He said, forgetting for a moment that he hadn’t actually extended the invitation to Neilan. “Uh… that’s if you want to come.”
Neilan walked over to Fin and wrapped his arms around the other man from behind, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “Of course I do.” He replied. He’d heard about the American holiday but he didn’t really know all the customs for it. It seemed a bit like an excuse to eat a lot of food and to be amongst friends and he didn’t mind that idea one bit, especially considering he didn’t have many friends in town. If it were a holiday they celebrated back home he might consider trying to go back but as it was, Christmas was the next big holiday and he wasn’t sure he’d make it back anyway. He let go of Fin and sat down at his kitchen table, where they first drank tea and talked. “To be honest I’d like to meet her too. I’ve heard you speak about her and I’ve still yet to meet her.”
Fin smiled at the hug and kiss, leaning back a bit against Neilan's chest for those few moments. He tried not to think about who wouldn't be at Thanksgiving that year, Danny and Lucy particularly, but he had Brad back in town for the first time in almost fifteen years and now he had Neilan, who had no idea about the holiday at all and could teach him, he was sure they'd all enjoy themselves anyway. “Mads will behave herself but I can't say the same for Brad, he's an… acquired taste. Don't be afraid to tell him to fuck off, I do it all the time.” Hopefully Brad would behave. With the pan warming up on the stove, he turned around and leaned against the counter once Neilan moved away. “How do you want your eggs today? And can I boil the kettle for you?”
He smiled up at Fin as he described his friends. Neilan had a few friends of his own back home who could be a bit much but he hadn’t talked to the lot of them for a while after his brother disappeared so he was sure they weren’t interested in hearing from him. “Overeasy.” He said, trying to deter his brain from thinking to hard on that time. Truth be told he’d meant to go to the cemetery today to see what he could find but after the night he had, he knew it was something that could wait. Maybe it was time for him to live his life a little more and stop trying to spend so much time finding his brother. “I’d love a cup of tea too.” He wished he had friends for Fin to meet but anybody who still even sometimes spoke to him was all the way across the ocean.
When the pan had heated up enough Fin put in the bacon and sausages as they’d take longer to cook than the eggs, he also checked the water level in the kettle and put it on to boil. While Fin had a lot of people he’d call acquaintances there were few who he would call ‘true friends’, he got along with pretty much everyone but not many had managed to get below his usual exterior to see what he was really like, Fin actually wondered what Neilan would think when they got to know one another better, after the weeks turned into months, would he still want to be Fin’s boyfriend? ‘Thoughts for another time’ Fin mused to himself. “Do you have a teapot and loose leaf tea or just teabags?” He asked as turned the sausages so they’d cook evenly. “Did I tell you the piano’s getting moved tomorrow? Makes me glad that we’ve got elevators for these upper level apartments, I can’t imagine the guys having to move it down the staircase.” Sadly there wouldn’t be any more live music for Neilan after tomorrow, though Fin had paid rent on his apartment up until the end of November.
“Just the tea bags.” He said pointing to the cupboard next to the fridge. It seemed like it would be an end of a era for Neilan to not hear music coming through his walls in the morning. “You know I’m going to miss hearing you play.” He said aloud though he’d completely done so on accident. Still it wasn’t calling their relationship serious so it was a vast improvement on his mistakes. He grabbed his laptop from the table and opened it to pull up the program to video chat with his parents. He would do it on his phone but the international rates would be outrageous and let’s face it, he was pretty sure his parents wouldn’t have a smartphone anyway. As he pulled it up a call immediately started coming through from his parents. “Oh, well seems as if you’ll get to meet them sooner rather than later. Hello mum and da.” He said into the laptop screen. “You’re a bit early for the call.”
Opening the cupboard Fin got the teabags and then two mugs for a morning cup of tea. “I'm going to get you a teapot and some real tea, so you're not drinking the sweepings off the floor.” Fin said with a smile, he was a tea tragic and preferred loose leaf over bags any day. “I'll just have to facetime you instead… unless you're staying over.” He hoped that'd happen at least once a week. The sausages were cooking along nicely and the bacon was almost ready when Neilan said that his parents were calling him and watched as Neilan said hi to them, he'd wait til they got over the formalities and til he actually got introduced.
Neilan stared into the computer as he watched his parents. “Oh my Neilan, that hair of yours needs to be chopped.” He laughed at that, running his fingers through it. “Thanks mum, I quite like it longer actually.” He then looked up at Fin. “I’d like to think I’m not the only one.” And without warning he turned the screen around so that they could get a look at Fin. “Mum, Da, this is Fin.” He let them take a look for a moment before turning it back around. “Remember the book shop with the pub in it? That’s him.” He said and smirked up at Fin. Then he added. “My boyfriend.” Since it was completely official now.
Fin smiled and nodded as he heard Neilan’s parents talk about needing a haircut, he was kind of glad he had his cut short, his old hairstyle was worse than Neilan’s would ever be and he didn’t have those curls that made it look better. He was leaning against the kitchen counter keeping an eye on the frypan and kettle when Neilan turned the laptop around, seeing Mr and Mrs McLellan on the screen and giving them a little wave as he was introduced. “Pleased to meet you Mr and Mrs McLellan.” He smirked as the laptop was turned back around and Neilan said ‘my boyfriend’, after only four days he was still trying to get used to it.
An excited scream came from his laptop as he cringed at the sound. “Fucking hell Nessa. You’re bound to make your son go deaf.” His father commented, “Now how do you think that’ll work when he can’t teach music anymore?” Neilan merely laughed. His mum did have the tendency to overreact. “Turn that computer back around so I can see this ‘boyfriend’ of yours.” His mum demanded and so with a sigh and a look of ‘is this ok?’, Neilan turned his screen around so that his mum could look at him. “Good, you’re feeding him. Don’t let him tell you he’s not hungry. He may not be a growing boy but I know how he gets when he’s distracted.” It was sweet of her to say so but also a bit over the top.
That scream made Fin jump a bit as it was unexpected, but then he chuckled softly and shook his head when he heard Neilan’s father’s comment. Fin was sure that Neilan could find other work if his hearing went, especially if his mother screamed like that on a regular basis. He gave a nod at the ‘is that okay?’ look and turned the stove burner down as he walked closer to the table. “I guess that’s one of the many reasons why we get along so well, he loves to eat and I love to cook.” Fin said, giving his best smile to both Neilan’s parents, hoping that he was presentable enough and didn’t look like some homeless man Neilan had brought in off the streets. “Neilan tells me that we’re both in the same line of business.” He also really sucked at small talk.
“Aye.” Croaked Stewart from the computer screen. “We dannae have a pub in ours though. Can’t bloody well read when the lager gets to me.” It was clear Neilan took after his father who still had the slightest hint of auburn in his hair amongst the smattering of greys. They both had thicker accents than Neilan even though they had spent their whole lives in Glasgow as well. “Well then, it’s good to see he’s got someone looking after him. I do worry about him from time to time.” Said Nessa, a sad look in her eyes as she thought about her lost son. “Don’t let him go missing like his brother, ya hear me Fin!” She demanded and as he heard that Neilan rolled his eyes and turned the screen around. “Mum, Fin's an adult, and not your son, so don’t you go barking orders at him.” He knew she was worried but it wasn’t Fin's job to keep him safe.
Despite the thicker accents Fin didn’t have any problems understanding them, some of the people who had come over from eastern provinces of Canada usually had really thick French accents and they were more of an issue than Neilan’s parents. “I wouldn’t call it a real pub, it’s a mini pub if anything. It’s always been more about the books than the alcohol and I intend to keep it that way, if anyone wants more than three or four drinks I’ll send them to another bar in town, I can’t stand drunks.” He smiled, addressing Neilan’s father before turning his attention to Neilan’s mother - Nessa - who started talking, although the topic sent a pang straight to his heart, he failed to do that for Danny. “I can’t promise anything Mrs McLellan, but I will try. This town’s already taken two loved ones from me, I won’t let it take anymore.” He felt his eyes starting to sting a bit so turned away for a moment to turn the sausages and bacon, wiping at his eyes while his face was away from the screen.
Neilan immediately noticed and looked after him. He looked back down at his mum and da and smiled at them. “Listen, I’m going to the police station tomorrow, can I give you a call back then?” He asked his parents, knowing now he had to comfort Fin. “Yes alright, don’t forget to tell us what you’ve heard then.” Said Stewart, making sure his wife didn’t interrupt to contradict him. Neilan nodded and gave them a little wave and a goodbye before shutting his laptop and standing up to walk over to Fin. He put his arms around the other man's waist and rested his chin on his shoulder. “What’s wrong?” He asked, feeling immediately like he’d done or said the wrong thing when it was actually his mother who’d done it.
Fin hadn’t really expected Neilan to cut short the video call with his parents, so it was a bit of a surprise when he heard their goodbyes while he tended to their breakfast, the sausages were just about cooked so he moved them to the side so he was able to crack the eggs into the fat from the meat. He had just finished when Neilan walked up behind and arms slide around his waist, closing his eyes for the moment he rested back against Neilan’s chest a bit, he couldn’t say it was nothing, because obviously it was something. “I see where you get your ‘foot in mouth’ from.” Fin tried to joke before he added. “I just don’t want to lose you too Neilan.”
When he said that Neilan let go and forced Fin to put down the cooking tools as he grabbed his arms to turn him around. He framed Fin’s face with his hands. “I could sit here and tell you you’re not going to lose me Fin, but I can’t tell you the future. What I can tell you is that worrying about the future like that isn’t going to make it all go away. You have to enjoy what we have right now and fuck the future, alright?” Neilan want exactly innocent as he’d spent so much of his time thinking about what happened in the past, but he also knew that there was nothing that would tell him what his life was going to be. He pressed a kiss to Fin’s lips. “Alright?” He asked him, because the last thing he wanted to see was a frown on Fin’s lips.
Putting down the egg flip Fin let himself get turned around and faced Neilan, his hands going down to rest on the other man’s waist. There was always that part of him that was going to miss Danny, be it six weeks or six years, they had a long history together and nothing and no one would take that away from him. He listened to Neilan’s words, to not worry about the future as neither of them could tell what was going to happen, sometimes he just needed that boost to put things into perspective and it seemed like Neilan was good at giving him those boosts when he needed. His eyes slipped shut at that soft and quick kiss, he didn’t want to get distracted from the task at hand so didn’t press for another or longer kiss and smiled at Neilan. “Alright. Now what do you say, you hungry? Because breakfast is just about ready.”
Neilan was satisfied about the response he got from Fin and to be honest with himself he’d say that so far Fin had been the most open partner he’d had in a long time. So, Neilan smiled at him and nodded. “Starving actually, something about talking to my mum actually makes me feel famished.” Also probably was due to the vigorous love making in the morning. He let go of Fin and sat himself at the table, moving the laptop out of the way so that they had more room to eat. “Sorry about the scream, she gets a bit dramatic when she’s excited about something. You should have seen her when she saw my tattoo for the first time. She thought I’d gotten one for her.” It was silly but sweet nonetheless so he vowed he’d always let her believe that was the reason.
He was trying to be open and honest with Neilan, there were so many things that past people - such as his last lover Darren - didn’t really know about Fin and he didn’t want Neilan to be another one of those people who just waltzed in and out of his life. “Do you want toast as well or are you fine with just the bacon, eggs and sausage?” He asked, turning back to the stove and flipping the eggs over, breaking the yolks in his own two so they wouldn’t be runny when he ate them. Fin did chuckle softly at Neilan’s apology on behalf of his mother, while the scream did startle him he could laugh at it now, she was happy for her son and obviously happy with the surprise news. “Can’t say I’ve ever got that kind of reaction from someone, let alone their mother. I guess she’s happy with the news.” Fin was hoping that his own mother would get a similar response but he’d wait until after Thanksgiving to even consider that thought.
While Neilan would have loved a bit of toast and even some beans with his breakfast, his diet was pretty strict when it came to carb intake. He wasn’t exactly a thin child so he knew he had the potential to be on the chubby side if he continued on that path. “Eggs and meat are fine. I’m not sure I even have any bread.” Although there were alternatives if he ever decided to bake his own bread. “What’s your mum like?” He asked as he watched Fin shuffle food onto a plate for him. He recalled Fin telling him that his father had passed but he didn’t recall talking to him about his mother.
For a moment Fin had forgotten about Neilan's diet and that he probably wouldn't have bread due to the reduced carb intake, his mind wasn't really focused right now. Turning the burner off Fin got out two plates and started dividing up the cooked breakfast onto them, their morning's activities had made him feel quite hungry. “Save all your cheat meals for Thursday, though I think the only real carby thing is the stuffing. There's going to be four or five of us.” Four if Mads came solo or five if she brought her ‘plus one’ along. He heard Neilan's question but waited until he had finished with the food and had sat at the table opposite before he started to talk. “My mom… well she's got the Irish temper, that's for sure!” He gave a small smile. “She's worked as a nurse well before I was born and still does. When she did shift work I'd often stay at the store with my grandparents or at their home until I was old enough to look after myself.” Fin ate a mouthful before continuing. “We usually get along pretty well, except when she does something… idiotic. Like she did a few months ago. She signed me up for some charity auction without asking me first and was quite rude to a friend of mine.” He didn't go into the details of that and how it had driven a wedge between Fin and Darren and the Texan moved away shortly after the near drowning. “I haven't talked to her since then.”
It seemed as though there might’ve been a strained relationship between the two of them, which saddened Neilan. He knew not everyone was close to their family but it still seemed sad that someone might not talk to their parent for a long while, especially when one had already passed. “Are you two close?” He asked Fin, beginning to fork mouthfuls of egg into his mouth. Fin did know how to cook a good breakfast that was for sure. Neilan's own family history made him and his brother inseparable but it wasn’t like that with every family. A little bit of his food landed in his beard which he definitely needed to trim today and he grabbed a napkin off the table to clean it off his face.
If Neilan liked Fin’s breakfasts, he was going to love the feast that Fin had planned for Thanksgiving - the turkey (be a breast roast and not the whole bird), green bean casserole, mashed potatoes, roasted sweet potatoes and carrots, plus of course the cranberry sauces and gravy. Not to mention the pumpkin pie for dessert, he’d make a few chances to different foods because both Neilan and Brad were both keto dieters but the small differences wouldn’t make a difference to the company and overall taste of the food. Talking about mothers, this was the first time in probably a decade that Fin wasn’t going to her place for Thanksgiving, knowing Krys she’d be working anyway, and with both Mads and Brad attending the lunch he was pretty sure his mother wouldn’t show up anyway. He gave a little shrug “At times. Right now, not so much. Hopefully she’s going to realize her stupidity soon and we’ll get along again. This isn’t the first time we’ve had a… falling out.” He ate some more of his breakfast as they spoke.
Neilan listened intently. It seemed about right that they begin to know each others history and family. Neilan himself was an open book about such things and often talked about his family with other people but he understood that not everyone was like that. As he chewed and swallowed another mouthful of food he knit his brows together. “Can I ask what it was about before?” Obviously Neilan didn’t want to pry but he also really liked the idea of having an open line of communication with Fin. At that moment his mobile dinged with an email alert and Neilan opened his email to look at it. While he didn’t have much to check up on his brother with, he set up his phone to alert him of anyone matching his brothers description in the surrounding areas turning up. Sadly, the picture provided was not Torsten so he put his phone back down.
Just as Fin opened his mouth to talk Neilan's phone dinged, he waited for the few moments that it took for Neilan to check the email, eating some more so he didn't look silly sitting there with his mouth agape. “Before? I think we're still pretty close, in spite of the bumps. I know she's there if I need her or advice on anything. I just hope she's learned the lesson that I'm her son and that my life isn't anything she can meddle in.” Hopefully Krys had learned the lesson, maybe he'd call her later in the week or drop by if she wasn't working. “I see you and your parents are pretty close, they must worry with you so far away. Even though we're grown men we'll always be their babies.” Fin went to reach for a cup of tea only to realize he had boiled the kettle but had forgot to make the tea. “And I forgot our tea.” He said with a small, embarrassed smile as he stood to go back to the kitchen and make the tea.
Neilan nodded at the comment about his parents, shoveling the rest of the food on his plate as Fin poured them both tea. “Yes, we are close but it wasn’t always like that. When I told them about my first boyfriend they made me feel...lesser than for a bit. It wasn’t their fault really, they grew in a different time. It was my brother turned them around. They thought I’d die of AIDS, Torsten told them I wasn’t daft enough to be so uncareful and eventually they apologized.” He hadn’t really told anyone that story in a long time. His girlfriends never really needed to know and his first boyfriend had left before he’d had a chance to tell them. He took a sip of his tea and smiled as the warmth hit him. It was getting colder and a nice warm cup of tea felt good in this weather.
Bringing the tea over Fin sat back down at the table and listened as Neilan talked about the ups and downs in his relationship with his parents. “I can understand their fear, my mother kept telling me to keep safe and not take unnecessary risks, I guess being a nurse she knew more about HIV and other sexually transmitted nasties then they teach you in school. I still get a full screen every three to four months, just to make sure.” Except when he was in the relationship with Danny, they were monogamous and Dan had never slept with anyone else so they were safe. “Your brother sounds like he’s got a good head on his shoulders, as my grandmother would say. I think I might’ve met him once or twice, I can’t remember everyone who’s come into the store but if he’s anything like you he would’ve dropped in to see the novelty at least.” He gave a small smile as he started sipping on his tea and finished off his breakfast. “Pass me your plate, I’ll clean up and we can do whatever you want to do.”
He obliged Fin and passed him his empty plate as he sipped his tea. It occurred to him he had a picture lying around of his brother, in fact he’d kept one in his wallet. He put his tea down and grabbed his wallet out of his pocket to produce a picture of Torsten. It was from a few years ago but it seemed like he wouldn’t have changed that much. “This is him.” He handed the picture to Fin and looked down at it as he looked at it. “Same hair, accent went away a wee bit since he came out here for uni but you can’t take the Scottish out of a Scot.” He said, a sad smile on his face.
Fin put the plates into the sink and had put the water on so he could wash them, he did have manners and wasn’t going to leave Neilan with a bunch of dirt dishes and a frypan and head home. He had added some dishwashing liquid to the water and the sink was filled so he turned the water off when the photo was handed to him. The man did look a bit familiar and he was sure that he had seen him in the store before he went missing. “Is he as much of a scotch nut as you are? I’m pretty sure I saw him in the store.” But as he had probably mentioned before, there were thousands of people who came into Books and Beer every year and he didn’t recognize every single person who came in unless they were regulars, which was how he came to know Neilan before they actually had a proper introduction and their first real conversation. He handed the photo back. “You know I’ll keep an ear out for any news if someone comes in and says something, at least now I know what he looks like.” He gave a small smile.
Neilan smiled at that and stood, pulling Fin toward him by his neck. “How did I get so lucky to find someone so kind?” He asked, rhetorically of course but he knew Fin always had an answer so before he could answer he pulled him into a kiss, his eyes opening only after a beat when they broke apart and a big sloppy smile on his face. “Suppose I should just shut up about it and treat you like you deserve to be treated.” He offered with a low chuckle, kissing him one more time before grabbing his phone and photograph off the table to put back into his wallet.
Fin was going to answer but his response was cut off by the kiss, he wasn’t going to complain about getting kissed, even though they already had sex that morning he would be more than content to spend the rest of the day just cuddled up together and kissing if it’d make Neilan happy. His hands moved down to Neilan’s hips as they kissed, not trying to get under the clothes but happy to just sit on top of the material. “And how do I deserve to be treated?” He asked with interest as Neilan kissed him again and then moved away to put his things back, Fin turned around and started washing up their dishes which didn’t take that long at all, thank goodness for non-stick cookware.
Neilan smirked and went up behind Fin to put his arms around Fin’s waist. He liked the touches even if they didn’t lead anywhere but he also liked to drive Fin mad. He leaned into his boyfriend's ear and whispered. “Like the Greek God carved out of marble that you are.” With a quick nip to his ear before stepping away into his living room where he plopped down on his couch and turned on the television. From the other room he yelled. “Or just like any man should treat his boyfriend.” He offered, skimming through the channels to see what American television had to offer. It was also still new to him so while he knew some there was a lot he didn’t.
Fin’s eyes slipped shut for a moment when Neilan stepped up behind him, whispered and then nipped at his ear, biting on his own lip to stop from making any sound. They didn’t really need round two at the moment, as tempting as it was. He finished the dishes and dried his hands on the towel, he definitely wasn’t a Greek god, or even a Roman for that matter, despite how Neilan saw him. Walking into the living room he sat down at the other end of the couch, lifting Neilan’s legs to rest on his lap, giving one of the feet a gentle rub as Neilan tried to find something to watch. “It’s Sunday morning, there’s usually not much on until later. I normally watch Netflix or dvds if I’m not playing music or doing… other things.” He gave a little smirk as he pressed harder into the foot rub, if they were anything like his own feet they’d be sore from a long week of work.
It did feel good to have his feet rubbed but Neilan squirmed a little at the tickling on the balls of his feet. They laid like that for hours on the couch, lazily watching tv and cuddling up against each other on the couch. Neilan didn’t know what this day was going to be like but he was glad that his foot in mouth didn’t jeopardize things with Fin because every day he was liking the other man more and more.