He feels the warmth of his skin, the way it’s a little flushed from the weed, from the heat between them. It’s a good look on him, relaxed, mouth a little slack, eyes hooded in the flickering light of the TV.Finn watches the way Alec’s throat moves when he swallows, the way his fingers twitch slightly where they rest on his thigh. Gay porn The next, Alec was on him. The movie rolls on, half-forgotten, flickering across their faces, but neither of them is really watching anymore. Alec shifts slightly, turning just enough to look at Finn, to see the relaxed way he’s sitting, the half-lidded gaze that flicks toward him in return. Alec knew it too. And Finn knew Alec knew it too.Finn moved to the couch, legs spread wide like the heat didn’t touch him. Finn inhales, lets the smoke curl against his tongue, lets the moment stretch before answering.”I bet you like being looked at,” he says.Alec tilts his head, tongue pressing against the inside of his cheek.
