Careful What You Summon - Part 17
Summary: Y/N knew not to play with dead things, what happens when the dead things start to play with her?
Warnings: Mentions of smut
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The next day, Y/N couldn’t explain it but it was almost like she could feel the universe shift. She could feel the earth, having spent most of her day in the garden, Y/N could feel the earth vibrate, feel the dirt and the bugs and the power they had. What she could also feel was Finn’s eyes watching her, the ocean his eyes held stared at her back, most of her tattoo he never knew about was on display as she worked with the earth.
All day she had been moving around Finn a little differently. She seemed to always make an excuse to touch Finn, her fingertips brushing against his, her hands sitting on his shoulder as she talked to her Gran, her legs pressed against his as they sat together on the couch, her leg thrown over his thigh under the table while they ate lunch. Finn could have sworn Y/N was almost flirting with him, but she was just a friend… just… she was a friend.
It was now late, the moon high, a soft breeze moving the trees outside, Gran had gone to bed early, feeling drained. Finn sat in the living room, unable to pay attention to the television as Y/N moved gracefully around the kitchen, packing the leftovers away.
“Would you like a beer?” Y/N asked sweetly, her eyes dark as she looked at Finn.
“Um… yeah. Yeah thanks.” Finn mumbled, shifting his seat as he tried to look away and back to the television.
Out of the corner of his eye, Finn watched as Y/N bent over into the fridge, the pyjama shorts she wore riding too far up and he just couldn’t look away. Watching her carefully as she stood, the light from the fridge shinning on her tan skinned before she closed the door and turned to face him.
“So, what’re we watching?” She asked, walking out of the kitchen and into the dark living room. “Something good I hope.”
“Just… whatever is on.” Finn finally had a reason to look up to Y/N, standing in front of the static glow of the television as she handed him his beer. “Thanks.”
“You are welcome.” Y/N leaned down, running her fingertip under his chin. “So…” Y/N sat next to Finn, her body leaned into him, her legs moving over his thighs.
“So?” Finn mimicked, taking a sip of his beer.
“How has Balor been today? I haven’t heard anything from him.” Y/N asked.
“Quiet.” Finn shrugged. “He’s probably the quietest he’s ever been since he got inside my head.”
“It sounds like he’s starting to trust you…” Y/N nodded, her hand moving to run her fingers up his arm. “Do you feel safer with him?”
“Surprisingly I do.” Finn allowed himself to look into Y/N’s eyes, her eyes growing darker and darker. “He’s grown fond of you.”
“Has he now?” Y/N asked, her voice changing somehow, moving her legs off Finn, holding her body up against his side. “And what about you? Is he taking on from what you’re feeling? Or is it just all him?”
“Of course I like you, Y/N…” Finn’s voice faulting a little as Y/N swung a leg over Finn’s lap, straddling him. “I mean, we’re friends… right?”
“Oh baby…” Y/N leaned in, her hands running up Finn’s chest, her lips ghosting over his. “Of course we’re friends… but haven’t you ever thought of something a little more with me?”
“Y/N…” Finn mumbled, his eyes widening a little as he looked into Y/N’s half closed eyes.
“Yes Finn?” Y/N asked softly, her lips moving to whisper into Finn’s ear. “What can I do for you?” Her tongue flicking out to lick Fin’s ear quickly, before her lips moved softly over his jaw and neck.
“Are we really doing this?” Finn had to ask, his head leaned right back on the couch, and his eyes squeezed shut as Y/N’s lips left a small trail of kisses back up to his lips, her hands cupping his face to look into his eyes. “Is this actually happening?”
“Of course it is…” Y/N moved her hips, grinding into Finn, letting out a small moan as her lips moved to Finn’s lips. “I want it… do you?”
“Yes.” Finn whispered before allowing himself to finally kiss Y/N.
Y/N and Finn seemed to kiss until their lungs ran out of air, their hand quick and frantic moving against each other’s bodies. Finn’s hands wrapped around her hips, letting out a low groan as Y/N grind her hips, meeting Finn’s. Finn’s grip on Y/N’s waist became feral, knowing there would be bruises tomorrow, as he started to guide Y/N against him, causing a moan to leave Y/N’s lips.
“You don’t know how long I’ve waited for this.” Finn whispered, listening to Y/N’s moans, her hands pulling his shirt over his head, throwing it somewhere.
“I think maybe I do.” Y/N whispered, opening her eyes to look at Finn.
It was then Finn saw something wrong. Y/N’s eyes were different, they weren’t soft, they weren’t the gold he knows and loves. They were almost black, they were hard and full of a lust that wasn’t Y/N. This wasn’t his Y/N. this is not how he was going to let this happen. Not between them.
“Y/N stop.” Finn stopped Y/N’s movement.
“Why baby?” Y/N moved her lips, kissing Finn’s softly.
“Stop, this is wrong.” Finn moved Y/N, laying her on the couch as his body hovered over him. “Not like this.”
“Like what?” Y/N moved her hand to run through his hair, her hips trying to move up to cause some friction. “This is perfect baby.”
“This is not you.” Finn spoke. “I want Y/N…. My Y/N.” Finn admitted.
“I am you’re Y/N. I’m right here.” Y/N tried to reach for Finn.
“No you’re not. What’s wrong with you?” Finn asked.
“That wasn’t just Nightshade in that poison.” Gran spoke from the bottom of the stairs, looking into the living room where Finn and Y/N were. “It’s why I’ve been so drained, something else is inside of her and we need to get it out.”
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