Maybe he's overdressed? He doesn't care. He only cares for the pretty lady across from him.
In the middle of his sentence, the vibrator turns on, and he stammers slightly before recovering himself. He smiles at the server and hands them back the menus.
Then he looks at Night Sky, giving her a playfully disapproving look and a slow shake of his head.
By the time he looked over, Night Sky was smiling wickedly in his direction, hands folded so she could rest her chin atop them and the small remote angled so no one could see as she slowly increased the vibration.
Finnick braces his hand against the table and ducks his head for a moment, biting his lip to hold back the pleasured sound that threatens to escape him. He's grateful the toy is buried deep enough not to be heard, at least, but the rumble of vibration expands throughout his lower half, his dick hardening in his restrictive formal pants. The threat of being caught only seems to heighten his arousal.
He looks back up at her, trying to remember what she said.
"Mm, tea shop, right, uh, it's good. I'm enjoying it. And Levi is... His husband is cool with us... Doing our thing." He waves his hand, unsure how else to put it.
He takes a breath to regain his composure more completely. He moves to open the wine and pour it into their glasses.
Night Sky continued to smile at him pleasantly, like she wasn't fully aware of how much she was tormenting him with the steady pulse of the toy buried in his ass that she had full control over. "That's good." She said, reaching her foot out to gently stroke along his shin under the table. "Anyone else catching your eye lately?" She lowered the vibration slightly while he poured the wine. No need to drop a glass.
He half-expects her to jolt him with a sudden spike of vibration as he pours, and he's glad she doesn't, so he doesn't make a total fool of himself. Still, it takes some concentration to not spill.
"Well, you know about Arrakis... Have I told you about Dolph? We're officially dating, I guess."
Finnick puts his hand on the base of the wine glass and slides it toward himself, a small flustered hum escaping him as she turns up the vibration again.
"He's in the works, as is Levi. I'll be staying busy." He tries to give a self-satisfied smirk, but it's sort of melted by the pleasure in his expression.
Boy was she glad she didn't have a dick, because watching him squirm would have made her rock solid. As it was, she was just dangerously close to staining the wood of her chair. Night Sky crossed her legs.
"Try not to forget about me." She teased. Like he could when she was doing shit like this. "I'm glad you're having fun though. You deserve all the love you get."
"Forget you? You, the woman who owns my neck, my heart, and my ass?"
He glances to the side as the people at the next table stare at him for that remark, then looks back at Night Sky and can't stop himself from giggling.
He giggles harder, and as he does, he can't help a quiet moan from escaping him. He covers his face with his fake hand, blushing furiously and biting his finger hard to try to stop laughing.
"Dinner and a show. What a treat." And dinner was coming now, their waitress approaching quickly. Night Sky lowered the vibration just a touch. "Careful, baby, she might get suspicious."
Finnick drags his hand down his face, taking a deep breath and sitting up straight, trying to compose himself. His cheeks are still red and the small remains of his giggles linger, but he bites his lip as the food is set in front of them, then thanks the server.
Once they're gone, he gives Night Sky a playful glare.
She's seen enough weirdos in here. The server just stared for a second, shrugged, and wandered off. Now Night Sky was laughing.
She lowered the pulse again, as low as it could go while they ate.
"You love me." She said, digging into her meal. Sometime during the course of the next however long it took them to eat, she turned the toy off entirely, offering him a brief reprieve before she shot it up again right as he finished.
Finnick regains his composure completely as they eat, but his dick is still uncomfortably hard and leaking in his pants. He checks for a wet spot, which there isn't... Yet. He sighs and sips his wine.
He's just starting to calm down more completely, some of the pressure relieving from his cock, when she turns on the toy again. His fingers curl where they sit on the tabletop, and he can't help a small grunt. Still, he straightens as the server collects their dishes, smiling politely at them.
"You better have the bill, sweetness," he mutters.
Poor Finnick. Tormented so terribly by his darling girlfriend.
Night Sky leaned back, taking a long sip of her wine while she debated the merits of mercy.
"Left my shards at home." She replied, unable to keep herself from smirking. "I'm kidding, of course I got it." Night Sky made the exchange and kept the toy pulsing on high for as long as the server remained nearby, turning it off completely when all was said and done. "You've been a very good boy so far, Finnick." She lowered her voice. "Just need to make it home without coming and I'll give you your reward. Think you can manage it?"
She started to stand, motioning for him to join her.
Finnick probably looks like he's trying not to shit himself as Sky pays. His muscles tense up and sweat beads on the back of his neck as he does everything in his power to keep from having an orgasm in the middle of this restaurant. It requires all his focus not to lose that control.
He looks at her warily as she stands up. He knows that as soon as he moves, the toy will shift and cause a barrage of new sensations, and he's already right on the edge. His legs feel weak, too, so standing and walking seems like a big ask.
But there's no other choice. So he takes a deep breath and reaches for her hand, slowly standing with his other hand braced on the tabletop. A very quiet, long moan emits from his throat and he stands there for a moment, braced and still, head hung, before straightening up completely and moving toward Sky. People are definitely staring.
"He's fine." Night Sky laughed and waved off the onlookers. "Ate a little too much." Which seemed to appease most of them, for now.
Night Sky actually felt bad for how much Finnick was struggling, even if that had been the point of the entire outing. She kept a hold of his hand and angled herself to hide any obvious bulges with pointed swishing of her skirt as she lead him back outside.
"Okay. Genuinely—" She said once they were outside. "You good? I can carry you back if you need me to."
Finnick leans on her as they exit the tavern, walking stiffly, his breath catching with his movements. Thank god for her skirt, because there is definitely a wet spot now.
Once they're out of the gaze of all those people, he lets out a breath.
"That was embarrassing. But yeah, I'm fine, I just got way too close in there."
Finnick is shameless, but even he has his limits, and coming in a restaurant would be one. For now, he feels somewhat in the clear.
"Weirder shit has happened in that tavern. No one will remember you once the drinks hit." She assured him with a bright smile and a kiss to his cheek.
She kept her arm around him as they made it back to rhe castle, and she was sure to keep them clear of any heavy traffic areas. Soon enough they were back inside and heading into her sex room.
The walk home is thankfully uneventful, and Finnick is able to come down from the edge he was on. Once they're in the sex room, the appropriate place to be feeling as turned on as he is, he heaves a sigh and takes off his suit jacket and draping it on a chair.
"I made it. Not as easy as I thought it would be, but... It was fun." He grins at her. He's glad to have someone who matches his freak.
"So... About that reward..." He eyes her mischievously.
"So impatient." Like she hadn't been edging him for the last hour. Night Sky hummed as she rifled through her drawers and shelves of toys.
"Question is — do I leave the toy in and ride you, or take it out and fuck you. Really is a tough decision." And she was purposefully agonizing over it.
"I mean... both are enjoyable." She laughed. After a moment she seemingly decided and sauntered over, brandishing the now familiar collar before she moved to place it around his neck and give a teasing tug on the chain, leaning down to kiss him.
"Think I'll ride you first. Fuck you later when you get your energy back." She purred. "Now get comfortable, baby."
"Sounds good. You should... Tie me up again. Or something."
Normally he doesn't bother asking for something he wants, but he's getting more comfortable with Night Sky in that way, and he was a good boy, after all.
He lays back on the bed, getting comfortable as instructed.
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In the middle of his sentence, the vibrator turns on, and he stammers slightly before recovering himself. He smiles at the server and hands them back the menus.
Then he looks at Night Sky, giving her a playfully disapproving look and a slow shake of his head.
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"How's the teashop?"
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He looks back up at her, trying to remember what she said.
"Mm, tea shop, right, uh, it's good. I'm enjoying it. And Levi is... His husband is cool with us... Doing our thing." He waves his hand, unsure how else to put it.
He takes a breath to regain his composure more completely. He moves to open the wine and pour it into their glasses.
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Night Sky continued to smile at him pleasantly, like she wasn't fully aware of how much she was tormenting him with the steady pulse of the toy buried in his ass that she had full control over. "That's good." She said, reaching her foot out to gently stroke along his shin under the table. "Anyone else catching your eye lately?" She lowered the vibration slightly while he poured the wine. No need to drop a glass.
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"Well, you know about Arrakis... Have I told you about Dolph? We're officially dating, I guess."
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"Congratulations." She murmured. "Did you ask Arrakis out yet, or...?" Sometimes it's hard to keep up.
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"He's in the works, as is Levi. I'll be staying busy." He tries to give a self-satisfied smirk, but it's sort of melted by the pleasure in his expression.
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"Try not to forget about me." She teased. Like he could when she was doing shit like this. "I'm glad you're having fun though. You deserve all the love you get."
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He glances to the side as the people at the next table stare at him for that remark, then looks back at Night Sky and can't stop himself from giggling.
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She winked to one of the onlookers who quickly looked away. "Making a scene, sweetness."
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Once they're gone, he gives Night Sky a playful glare.
"You're evil. Bon appetit."
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She lowered the pulse again, as low as it could go while they ate.
"You love me." She said, digging into her meal. Sometime during the course of the next however long it took them to eat, she turned the toy off entirely, offering him a brief reprieve before she shot it up again right as he finished.
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Finnick regains his composure completely as they eat, but his dick is still uncomfortably hard and leaking in his pants. He checks for a wet spot, which there isn't... Yet. He sighs and sips his wine.
He's just starting to calm down more completely, some of the pressure relieving from his cock, when she turns on the toy again. His fingers curl where they sit on the tabletop, and he can't help a small grunt. Still, he straightens as the server collects their dishes, smiling politely at them.
"You better have the bill, sweetness," he mutters.
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Night Sky leaned back, taking a long sip of her wine while she debated the merits of mercy.
"Left my shards at home." She replied, unable to keep herself from smirking. "I'm kidding, of course I got it." Night Sky made the exchange and kept the toy pulsing on high for as long as the server remained nearby, turning it off completely when all was said and done. "You've been a very good boy so far, Finnick." She lowered her voice. "Just need to make it home without coming and I'll give you your reward. Think you can manage it?"
She started to stand, motioning for him to join her.
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He looks at her warily as she stands up. He knows that as soon as he moves, the toy will shift and cause a barrage of new sensations, and he's already right on the edge. His legs feel weak, too, so standing and walking seems like a big ask.
But there's no other choice. So he takes a deep breath and reaches for her hand, slowly standing with his other hand braced on the tabletop. A very quiet, long moan emits from his throat and he stands there for a moment, braced and still, head hung, before straightening up completely and moving toward Sky. People are definitely staring.
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Night Sky actually felt bad for how much Finnick was struggling, even if that had been the point of the entire outing. She kept a hold of his hand and angled herself to hide any obvious bulges with pointed swishing of her skirt as she lead him back outside.
"Okay. Genuinely—" She said once they were outside. "You good? I can carry you back if you need me to."
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Once they're out of the gaze of all those people, he lets out a breath.
"That was embarrassing. But yeah, I'm fine, I just got way too close in there."
Finnick is shameless, but even he has his limits, and coming in a restaurant would be one. For now, he feels somewhat in the clear.
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She kept her arm around him as they made it back to rhe castle, and she was sure to keep them clear of any heavy traffic areas. Soon enough they were back inside and heading into her sex room.
"You made it, baby."
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"I made it. Not as easy as I thought it would be, but... It was fun." He grins at her. He's glad to have someone who matches his freak.
"So... About that reward..." He eyes her mischievously.
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"Question is — do I leave the toy in and ride you, or take it out and fuck you. Really is a tough decision." And she was purposefully agonizing over it.
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The perfect good boy answer! Give this man a treat!
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"Think I'll ride you first. Fuck you later when you get your energy back." She purred. "Now get comfortable, baby."
mind control this mf
Normally he doesn't bother asking for something he wants, but he's getting more comfortable with Night Sky in that way, and he was a good boy, after all.
He lays back on the bed, getting comfortable as instructed.
Heard, chef.
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