The kiss is hungry, again, lips locking deeply- Finnick can't help it. He can show restraint in all other ways but when John kisses him, he loses it a little, his body wanting more.
He then grins a little. Make love. It's cheesy, it's cute. And, well... It sounds really nice. Something slow and intimate feels fitting, based on the sweetness they've been building, not just tonight but in general. It would feel a bit out of place, tonight, to put John on his knees and fuck him from behind like an animal. Something more tender seems right.
"Okay. That sounds good," he says, connecting their gaze again before giving one more soft peck.
"Why don't you take my clothes off for me?" He asks softly.
Finnick hasn't had sex since he returned from Panem, and he's also been pretty covered up lately, what with it being winter. John may have, by now, seen the burn scars on the back of Finnick's right hand and knuckles, still new and not yet faded from the volcano incident. If John takes off Finnick's shirt, he'll find a much larger scar on his shoulder and part of his chest, matching in newness, and seeming more severe.
In addition to those, the Capitol no longer had control of him for much of his recent stint in Panem, so he kept all of those scars. There are small, irregular circles, strange little splotches on his neck, arms, legs, and hands, almost like acne or chicken pox scars, but not quite. They're faded. He also has some tiny scars on his arms and neck, which seem to be from injections, either haphazard or planned. Other than that, a slash mark here or there- his body is no longer unnervingly perfect. He's still getting used to that, but overall, he's relieved for it. He knows John will treat it all with compassion and care, so he isn't too worried about showing it all.
cw scars, injections, implied hospitalization
He then grins a little. Make love. It's cheesy, it's cute. And, well... It sounds really nice. Something slow and intimate feels fitting, based on the sweetness they've been building, not just tonight but in general. It would feel a bit out of place, tonight, to put John on his knees and fuck him from behind like an animal. Something more tender seems right.
"Okay. That sounds good," he says, connecting their gaze again before giving one more soft peck.
"Why don't you take my clothes off for me?" He asks softly.
Finnick hasn't had sex since he returned from Panem, and he's also been pretty covered up lately, what with it being winter. John may have, by now, seen the burn scars on the back of Finnick's right hand and knuckles, still new and not yet faded from the volcano incident. If John takes off Finnick's shirt, he'll find a much larger scar on his shoulder and part of his chest, matching in newness, and seeming more severe.
In addition to those, the Capitol no longer had control of him for much of his recent stint in Panem, so he kept all of those scars. There are small, irregular circles, strange little splotches on his neck, arms, legs, and hands, almost like acne or chicken pox scars, but not quite. They're faded. He also has some tiny scars on his arms and neck, which seem to be from injections, either haphazard or planned. Other than that, a slash mark here or there- his body is no longer unnervingly perfect. He's still getting used to that, but overall, he's relieved for it. He knows John will treat it all with compassion and care, so he isn't too worried about showing it all.