Finn opened the door to his flat. He cleaned up that morning, just in case their date went well enough that Brody let Finn cook him something to eat.
“Here we are—
Lips pressing to his stopped the rest of his words, and he automatically gripped Brody’s hips. Finn wasn’t expecting to be leaped on as soon as he entered his flat, and his brain was playing catch up as Brody demanded entry to his mouth.
Brody fed his fingers through Finn’s hair, and pressed his body close. He peppered kisses on Finn’s lips, and backed him up to a wall. He ground his hips forward, and his erection pressed into Finn’s thigh.
“Lunch?” He squeaked.
Brody leaned away and sighed. “Come on Finn, what’s it gunna take for you to want me.”
“I do want you, more than you know.”
Brody ran his hand down Finn’s arm, an
