Calli

Waking up next to Finn is equal parts amazing and awful. Amazing because, well it's Finn. And at some point during the night he took his shirt off so it's basically Christmas and my birthday at the same time.

Awful because he's clinging to me like velcro and the boy is about a thousand degrees. Literally. I've never woken up with swamp ass before but, apparently, there's a first for everything.

I twist myself out of his grasp and throw the blankets off so I can bask in the glory that is cool air when Finn begins to squirm.

"Good morning sweetheart." His voice is husky from sleep and so delicious I would slather it on toast if I could.

"Good morning handsome." I smile at him as his eyes peek open.

"Come here." He says as he reaches for me, trying to pull me back into his furnace like clutches.

"Finn you are so hot." I say as I push away from him gently. He chuckles and flashes me a cocky grin.

"Right back at ya babe." I roll my eyes and stand from the bed to turn on my ceiling fan.

"No, I mean literally. Do you have a fever?" I ask feeling his forehead. He brushes my hand away and chuckles again.

"No, I don't have a fever. I just run hot." He shrugs. "Plus I usually sleep naked." He wiggles his eyebrows at me and I feel my face heat up in a blush.

"That could be arranged." I say suggestively, leaning over him giving him an excellent shot of my cleavage.

God bless him, he takes advantage of the view.

He seems distracted so I try to change the subject.

"Do you have to work today?" I ask him.

He's still staring at my tits and didn't hear a word I just said.

"You wanna do anal?" I ask. His eyes pop up to mine and go wide.

"What?" He asks.

"Great. Now that I have your attention, do you have to work today?" He shakes his head a little as if clearing it and looks back at me.

"No. Why?"

"I thought we could hang out today. Do something fun." I smile at him and he runs his knuckles down my cheek like he does nearly every time I smile. I feel like he tries to memorize each one.

"I would love that." He says quietly as he scooches closer to me.

"Great then I'm going to shower since I smell like a gym thanks to you and we can figure something out." He nods and stands.

He stretches and his muscles are on total display for me, rippling and so glorious I want to lick them. He clears his throat and I look at him.

"Did you come yet?" I clear my throat and stand, taking a few steps back.

"What?"

"That eye fucking you were giving me. Did you come yet or should I continue?" He asks, obviously enjoying my discomfort. I shrug before responding.

"I've seen better." I say nonchalantly.

His eyes darken as stalks towards me, caging me in against the wall. He leans down next to my ear and blows gently on it, making goosebumps emerge over my flesh.

"No, you haven't." He whispers in my ear. I shiver and look up at him, he's watching me closely and I can't help but reach out and trace his pectorals with my finger tips. I feel them stiffen under my touch and Finn closes his eyes.

"You're right." I say quietly. "I haven't." Then I slip under his arm and into the bathroom.

"I'm gonna shower." I call over my shoulder before I shut the door and lock it.

I hear his frustrated groan on the other side of the door and can't stop my smile.

After we're both showered and are in fresh clothes we decide to hit the arcade. It's one of my favorite things to do, but I can never find anyone to go with me so the fact that Finn is even more excited about skee ball then me is definitely going in the 'pro' column on the list of pros and cons for Finn.

I haven't found a con yet.

"I'm sorry sweetheart, but I can't take it easy on you just because you're a girl." I scoff and fold my arms.

"Good that'll make my victory that much sweeter." He chuckles as the tokens he bought fall out of the dispenser.

We find machines side by side and Finn puts his first token in. The familiar sound of the balls sliding down the rack brings back so many positive memories. He grabs his first ball and, at the same time, I grab his ass. He makes a strained choking sound and his ball lands in the lowest point value hole. He looks at me shocked as I flash him a cocky grin.

"You cheated!" He says, horrified. I shrug.

"We never agreed on rules." I answer.

"Oh, it is so on." He answers as I insert my token and my balls slide down the shute.

Finn finishes his round quickly and comes to stand directly behind me, but doesn't touch me. I laugh internally at how easy he thinks I am to shake. I decide to use it to my advantage. Every time I grab a new ball and stand to throw it, I rub my ass against his crotch. Each time I hear a sharp intake of breath from him. On the fourth time he grabs my waist and leans in close to my ear.

"You're going to get me arrested for getting a boner in a kids arcade." He says lowly pressing his erection into my lower back. I giggle and smile brightly at him over my shoulder.

"Maybe you should focus more on your game and less on my ass." I respond teasing him.

"I never thought I'd find an ass more fun to focus on than skee ball, but sweetheart you proved me wrong." He answers with a low chuckle that sends tingles through my whole body.

He takes a few deep breaths and is able to settle himself enough to go back to the game. He ends up beating me by only a few points, but he lets me take his tickets to buy myself a small stuffed puppy.

"Do you like dogs?" Finn asks. I can feel my face light up at the question.

"I love dogs especially big ones. The gentle giants are my favorite." He nods and smiles as if he's pleased by my answer.

"What do you want for lunch?" He asks me as he threads his fingers through mine and we walk down the street.

"Hmmm.... chili dogs!" I answer. It sounds like the perfect post arcade food.

We find a small shop with a tiny lady who looks nearly a hundred years old and only speaks Russian or German, I couldn't tell, who makes the most amazing chili dogs and cheesy fries. I get two hot dogs and, to my horror, Finn gets five.

"There's no way you can eat all those." I say as he starts his second.

"Wanna bet?" He asks. "I'm a growing boy." He shrugs.

"Sure I'll bet you. If you don't finish all of those, you have to clean the gutters on my house." Finn smiles at me and nods.

"OK. And if I do finish them, you let me stay the night again tonight." I had never slept better than with Finn, so he didn't need to convince me but my gutters also had vegetation growing out of them so I was hoping I'd win.

He finished them all.

Then bought a sixth because he was still hungry.

I think the little old lady nearly kissed him.

As we walked out of the shop, Finn patting his stomach and me still in awe from watching him eat that much, he took my hand and kissed the back of it.

"Now what do you wanna do?" He asked smiling at me.

"How can you even walk after eating all that?" I ask incredulously while staring at him. He chuckles and shrugs.

"I just have a big appetite." I decide to be like Elsa.

Let it go.

"Can we go to the bookstore a few blocks over? I need a few things for my classroom."

"Sure, sweetheart." Ugh, my little heart flutters every time he calls me that and I don't even try to stop it anymore.

After a few more errands we make it back to my house and he decides to run home to grab himself some clothes. I'm sad to be away from him, even for that short amount of time and the feeling takes me by surprise. I'm quickly becoming attached to Finn. I wait for the panic to rise and the freak out to commence, but strangely it doesn't. I seem totally fine with the idea of getting attached to him. I decide to trust my gut on this one.

Come on, gut. Don't do me wrong.