Whimsies by Grundy

Warm

Rating on this chapter is higher than the others - call it Teen rather than General.

“Something is bothering you,” Findekano sighed.

Maitimo gave him a look of fond annoyance before turning back to the papers on his desk.

“Nothing is bothering me, Finno. Except possibly you.”

“You’re a terrible liar, you know,” Findekano replied, trailing a finger down Maitimo’s back and enjoying the reaction it elicited.  “I can feel how tense you are.”

He grinned, his hands wandering around to caress Maitimo’s thighs.

“In fact, I’m absolutely certain you have a small problem here,” he grinned, one teasing hand drifting still further up. “Am I getting warm yet?”

He took Maitimo’s moan as a yes.