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˙ ˖ ˙ ˖ ˙ ˖ THERE'S A SLIGHT ROLL OF HIS EYES as he hears finch say he must not have been looking very hard. finch technically wasn't wrong, as elle was the one who guided jesse from conversation to conversation to distract him from thinking of his boyfriend. he was grateful for elle nonetheless. the model's confidence and natural talent for taking control was a source of ease for jesse in moments like these; her fierce personality of beacon of comfort. in this regard, she is like sam -- their main difference being that, unlike sam, elle was not one to ever lose control over herself. the girl had a reputation to protect and part of that reputation meant having the perfect man at her side.
"i looked as hard as i could. elle wouldn't let me get more than two inches away from her at a time." a soft laugh escapes him as his eyes dart to the redhead standing beside finch. a face he didn't recognize. their proximity made him feel a certain way. "uh... good, it's been good. though, any night someone doesn't ask me for my signature tends to be a good night." jesse shifts his gaze back to finch as he forces a small smile. "yours?"
CLOSED STARTER ;
˙ ˖ ˙ ˖ ˙ ˖ EVER THE SOCIALITE, it is not hard for jesse to fall into easy conversation with other partygoers. though he must admit, this 'party' is unlike the ones he's used to. elle, the angel she is, stays beside him && keeps the conversations going each time his eyes dart across the room in search of a specific target. jesse has yet to lay his eyes on it. a quick glance at his watch informs him that it has been roughly half an hour since his arrival.
where is the man he's looking for ?
there.
finally, jesse spots the blonde && with a kiss to elle's cheek, he excuses himself from the small group they've formed. it had only been a day since the men had last seen each other but jesse aches to be beside him again. he approaches finch with a smile, slightly clearing his throat. "hey, there. you were awfully hard to find."
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FINCH ;
with finch's jeans now disposed of, the friends now have full access to him. hearing the italian fall from sam’s lips, jesse quirks a brow curiously. he knew the man was fluent, he’d heard him speak it growing up, but it wasn’t often sam spoke in italian outside of family gatherings and so it was a pleasant surprise. returning the kiss eagerly, jesse nips at finch’s bottom lip, tugging at it gently. he slips his hand between the boys and wraps his fingers around finch’s cock, slowly moving his hand up and down.
FINCH ;
˙ ˖ ˙ ˖ ˙ ˖ A LOW MOAN ESCAPES sam when finch bites his lip && he moves a hand through finch’s hair slowly, his other hand softly moving across the man’s chest. “hips up, cariño,” jesse says breathily, removing his hand from finch’s cock so he can help the blonde remove his pants. sam shivers slightly under finch’s touch && when finch pulls back, it’s his turn to leave kisses along finch’s neck. “siamo tuoi,” sam mutters against the warmth of finch’s neck before gently sucking a bruise into existence.
FINCH ;
˙ ˖ ˙ ˖ ˙ ˖ A LOOK OF SURPRISE quickly melts into one of arousal as finch wraps a hand around jesse’s neck. he cannot stop a moan from leaving his mouth, the feeling of his boyfriend’s hand around his neck far more pleasurable than he could describe. finch’s status as a fast learner was apparent in his bold && even daring actions. this was something jesse could get used to. responding to the tug on his hair, sam tilts his head up && meets finch halfway, returning the kiss && letting his eyelids flutter closed. meanwhile, jesse gets finch's pants undone && slips his hand beneath the man's waistband. with a hold of finch's cock, jesse moves his thumb in small circles over the tip before slowly moving his hand down its shaft.
AVERY ;
“Thank God” they chuckle puttings his things aside, they get up feeling they have been sitting down for too long, to be honest, and as nerdy as that made them sound, they did like studying, but today they had way too much on their head.
To hear that they are not the only one feeling this way, actually makes them feel a little better, Avery knows he’s young, have time to figure everything out, no one expects him to know right away what he wants and who he is going to be, but it feels good to know he’s not alone. “Really?” Avery nods, “I just… Think because… I grew you in the music business so to say, and my dads, both always told me to be who I wanted to be,” they pause, and go lay on the floor next to her, “but I still remember my dad’s face lighting up when I picked up a guitar for the first time, or how proud he’s always been to bring me on stage with him, music made sense,” they look over at her, “and I love it. But i just don’t think being a famous musician is for me. I don’t really want the attention,” they shrug a bit, “That makes sense, try different things, its not like I’m going to hate music, at all! I just want to be sure. So thats why you’re back here? Studying another thing… I always tought you were just a big freaking nerd trying to show off,” they tease playfully, poking her side, “Hey, thanks, really. Theres just somenthings I never know who to talk about with, you know?”
˙ ˖ ˙ ˖ ˙ ˖ A SOFT HUM leaves her as she nods in acknowledgment. with a pencil in hand, avalon returns her gaze to her sketchbook && begins sweeping her pencil across the page as she listens to avery. the smallest smile appears on her face when avery lays beside her && she shifts so she's laying on her stomach next to them, leaving enough space so she doesn't accidentally elbow them while doodling. "maybe keep music as a hobby, then? you're talented, there's no doubt about it, and you can still make your family proud while doing something else that you love." the redhead thought about ways she tried to make her parents proud — none of which seemed to work. her sister, amelia, had always been the favorite despite her flighty, sometimes overbearing personality. at least — avalon thought her sister could be overbearing. then again, the sisters couldn't possibly be any more different. then, she laughs && scrunches her nose — something she && amelia did have in common. "definitely not a nerd, thank you very much." when avery pokes her side, avalon scrunches her nose, a quiet laugh escaping her. "hey — that tickled." she retaliates by flicking her eraser in their general direction but fails to hit any part of them. "well, i'm always here for you. as long as you don't go poking me in the side every time i give you advice."
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FINCH ;
˙ ˖ ˙ ˖ ˙ ˖ SENSING A SLIGHT SHIFT in finch, jesse leans forward && gently pulls finch to him && plants a soft kiss on the blonde’s shoulder. “not today, hmm?” he says quietly as he runs a hand up his boyfriend’s arm, flicking his gaze over to sam. with a smile && a nod, sam agrees. “not today. we'll take it easy on you,” he says before moving to kiss finch’s cheek. the friends share a quick look of mutual understanding. finch would need time to warm up to things, && that was more than alright with them. jesse begins to leave kisses along finch’s shoulder && up his neck. “let us take care of you, my love,” he mumbles against finch’s skin in between feather-light kisses. sam trails a hand across finch’s chest as he moves to kiss the other side of his neck.
FINCH ;
˙ ˖ ˙ ˖ ˙ ˖ "BEHAVE.” is the only word that leaves sam’s mouth in response to jesse’s complaint. this causes jesse to roll his eyes once more but he nods in despite of his annoyance. averting his gaze from jesse, trusting that the brunet would be good && watch, sam looks down at finch && runs a gentle hand down his cheek, a quiet sigh escaping him. although jesse agreed to behave, he finds himself moving a hand between his legs, loosely gripping his cock as he watched the pair. after a moment, sam glances over at jesse and slightly quirks a brow. “hands off, jesse.” the blonde says, shaking his head in disapproval as he runs his fingers gently through finch’s hair.
“doesn’t seem fair i’m the only one in my bed not getting attention,” jesse complains, pouting at the pair of blondes who seemed to be having much more fun than him. hearing this, sam gently pulls finch up so he can kiss him, the tip of his tongue tracing finch’s lips slowly before he gently nips at his bottom lip && pulls away. “should we handcuff him? make him watch in agony as his boyfriend and best friend get off in front of him?”
FINCH ;
˙ ˖ ˙ ˖ ˙ ˖ FERVENTLY, jesse returns finch’s kiss, moaning softly. his fingers become tangled in sam’s hair as he feels the blonde move closer to his groin. jesse’s bliss is only momentary though, as finch pulls sam away from him && he is left without the warmth of either of them. when finch pushes sam, he falls back onto the bed with a soft thud && smirks up at him, && assists in taking his shirt off before propping himself up on his elbows so he can peer over finch's shoulder && glance at jesse. the smaller, unaccompanied man sat with his back against the headboard, a deep crimson blush on his cheeks as he watched his boyfriend && best friend. sam lets out a small moan when he feels finch's lips around his nipple && he moves a hand, running his fingers gently through finch's hair as he keeps his eyes on jesse. "are you enjoying the show, noel?" he asks the brunet, an eyebrow raised. there it was, jesse’s childhood nickname — a middle name he hardly ever heard. with a shake of his head && a slight roll of his eyes, jesse softly says "i'd be enjoying it more if i was taking part."
FINCH ;
˙ ˖ ˙ ˖ ˙ ˖ SAM RAISED an eyebrow at finch, looking him up && down before shaking his head slightly. "we’ll talk about this later," he says softly before moving to pick jesse up off the couch. "i have legs, you two," jesse says with a laugh but is quieted when picked up by sam. jesse's legs wrap around sam’s waist && his arms around his neck. almost immediately, the pair start kissing, jesse’s impatience getting the best of him. blindly, sam leads finch to jesse’s bedroom. this was a journey the two boys had often made together && sam knew the way well enough to hardly need his vision. gently, sam lets jesse down on the bed && pulls away enough to take jesse's shirt off, tossing it to the side. as sam leaves a trail of kisses across jesse's chest && abdomen, jesse's eyes fall shut && he blindly reaches for finch, "mi rey, come here — kiss me."
FINCH ;
˙ ˖ ˙ ˖ ˙ ˖ JESSE’S HIPS BUCK slightly as finch begins to move his hand, his eyes shutting momentarily before he forces himself to look at his boyfriend. he reaches for finch's shirt && tugs on it gently, "off, please," he asks in a half-sigh, attempting to pull him closer despite there not being much room. if being stuck between the two men meant relinquishing his right to personal space, jesse would gladly do so. with what little mobility he has, jesse glances down at the two hands around his throat, his cheeks turning a deep shade of red due to his flustered state && he swallows hard, his adam's apple moving against the palm of sam's hand. feeling this, sam bites down on finch's bottom lip before pulling away just enough so he could glance between the two men. "jesse's beautiful isn't he?" sam asks finch, leaning forward to pepper kisses along his jawline. "what do you think we should do with him, hm?"