Finn nodded and curled his hand around Braylen's cock. The smooth pace he'd adopted stuttered as he tried to work out how exactly to do two things at once and he laughed lightly at his own clumsiness. "Okay, okay, wait a second." He could get this, and biting his lower lip to help him focus he found something comfortable, pulling up on Braylen's cock as he thrust into him, and then smiled up at him brilliantly. "Tada," he teased lightly, his voice husky.