Finn groaned, rolling over in bed yet again as he found himself unable to sleep, despite how much he wanted too. His body shifted between the sheets, his legs stretching out trying to get comfortable but his mind raced with thoughts of Summerslam and the world he was able to enter if he became champion.

'What's wrong, Finn?'

'Nothing, Sami.'

Though Finn had his back turned toward the red-head, he knew Sami didn't believe his lie and had readjusted to face him, wanting to work out the issue. Finn sighed quietly to himself, rolling over onto his back to face his lover that had his head propped up in his hand, elbow propped up on his pillow.

'We both know that's a lie, talk to me babe.'

'I'm scared. About tomorrow.'

'What about tomorrow scares you?'

'Winning. Disappointing. Not knowing what's going to happen.. I don't like that. My mind won't stop, I don't know how to make it stop. Help me, Sami.'

Whining, Finn's eyes pleaded with Sami for some kind of comfort.. some way to end his discomfort and a smile crossed the semi-hairy man. Leaning forward, Sami placed his lips against Finn's, his free hand rubbing the firm chest of the Irishman, pawing at the muscle.

'I've got just the thing you need to destress, and tomorrow, you can return the favor.'

Returning his mouth back to Finn's, Sami slipped his tongue into his lover's man as his hand slid over partly erected nipple. He rubbed his slightly calloused palm over the nub, swallowing the moan that filled his mouth as it hardened under his touch. Swiping at it with his thumb, Sami's hand slid over Finn's firm abs, middle finger placed in the track right now the middle.

Muscles twitched under Sami's touch, he knew just how to touch Finn to get the reaction he wanted. He reached the belly button of his boyfriend and felt his hand arched into as Finn's back lifted slightly off the mattress. As his fingers slid down toward the waistband of briefs, the body under his touch shuddered in anticipation.. the Irishman sucking in his bottom lip.. biting down on it gently.

'That's right, you want it.. don't you?'

Sami cooed in Finn's ear, receiving a silent nod for an answer that wasn't good enough for him.

'I said, you want it, don't you? All that tension you have, you want me to get rid of that ache, don't you? Use your words.. you're good with your mouth.'

'Mm.. please, Sami. It aches.' He rubbed his hard, covered and neglected manhood against his lover's fingers. 'I need you.. your touch.'

Sami wasn't one to tease much, when a lover begged him to do something.. he usually did. He lowered his head, taking Finn's nipple in mouth while his hand slipped between the fabric of Finn's briefs, the Irishman throwing his head back and letting out a loud, drawn out moan. His muscles twitched when Sami's warm, wet mouth took his nub and the surrounding area into mouth.

Both men have a faint preference for being rough, Sami bit down gently on Finn's skin around his nipple, sending just enough pain through him to send pleasure down to his dick. Fingers grazed the length of Finn's dick before Sami wrapped his hand around the base, twisting his hand.

Finn's body went weak, he gave into the pleasure and let out whimpered moans when Sami's hand ran over clusters of sensitive nerves on the length of his dick. When his hand reached the head, he'd twist and jerk him a couple of times while his mouth sucked on some part of Finn's skin. Releasing the slightly bruised and swollen nipple, Sami turned his attack towards his lover's neck, licking and nipping between kisses.

'Ah.. mm.. Sami.'

Thrusting upward into the hand wrapped around him, tension brewed in Finn's loins - Sami knew how to use his hands, something the brunette was admittedly jealous of. He wished he had the ability to pleasure Sami in the same way, to make him burn with need with such little effort, his insecurity was something only he knew about. Even when Finn's name spilled from the other man's mouth when he had an orgasm.. he feared that one day, he wouldn't be enough.

'You taste good.'

Sami groaned in Finn's ear, his lips suck on the tender skin behind it, as his hand worked over Finn's dick, alternating between long strokes and quick pumps. Sami felt a hand hook around his head, fingers sliding through his hair as his lover fisted the sheets with his free hand, arching and grinding. The thrusting had stopped, Finn's eyes were half shut and his mouth was parted open just enough to be erotic.. Sami opting to ignore his arousal for the sake of the moment.

The pleasure came to a standstill, it was enough to send waves throughout his body but not enough to send him over the edge - a bittersweet feeling. Finn loved how much control Sami could have.. to extend how long it lasted but on the other side, he was in such need to feel that release slam into him.

'Don't stop.. mm, please.. ah.'

Pants escaped Finn, he saw stars beginning to form in his eyes, his dick throbbed in Sami's hand and he cried out when soft, warm fingers worked his swollen mushroom head. Precum oozed heavy from Finn and Sami slicked his digits with the sticky substance, using it as lubrication.

The sound of Finn's heart beating heavy thumped in his ears, Sami's mouth continued to assault his skin that felt on fire while the handjob being given to him was beginning to send him over the edge. Finn's thighs began shake, Sami was the only man that could make him do that right before he climaxed and both knew that.

'Come on, cum for me Finn.'

'I. Sami, Sami.. ahh!'

Words failed to form as they slid off Finn's lips leading up to his climax, semen forcefully shooting from the slit of his dick, making him arch. He cried out loud and heavy from the thick gush that spilled from him, a few more hard squirts of warm, white spunk filled both his briefs and Sami's hand.

Sami's hand continued to pump Finn's dick, slowing but milking every drop possible from his lover that remained tense, his muscles locked up while his balls tightened and released with every squirt. As Finn finished his orgasm, Sami's pumps became gentle rubs, knowing just how sensitive dicks are after climax before he unwrapped from the length entirely.

Finn went limp when he came down from the high, his lips were chapped and he panted hard. His stained briefs grew uncomfortable but he found them stripped off him before he could complain.. Sami groaning as he tossed them onto the floor, glancing at the nude Irishman.

'Stunning.'

Heat flushed Finn's cheeks, and he remained unaware of Sami's hidden arousal, his eyes harder and harder to keep open the more he tried to fight them. The bed shift as Sami laid back down next to him, an arm sliding under and around Finn's neck. A hand stroked his hair, the smell of Sami filling his nose as he used what strength he could to move in closer, putting his head on the ginger's semi-fuzzy chest.

In seconds, Finn had slipped into slumber.