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Finn is attracted to bigness, to strength. A dominant woman thrills him, excites him like blood thrashing in his veins and singing in his head so he's a little surprised by how much Susan Strong turns his heart (and other body parts) on, because she's shy and sweet but he's learned that when Susan sees something she can get right then and there she is just like WHOA.
Sometimes, being loved with her is like being swallowed up by the ocean; there is warmth and there is motion and spinning around and being pinned by the bigness everywhere and all you can do is think What the stuff just happened?
Finn thinks things like this a lot, sitting in the kitchen of Susan's little homey apartment beneath Beautopia, and he crouches forward a little bit as she walkss to him, her legs lifting like trees bending and unbending but way more fun to watch; he thinks he feels the ground move a little when her steps land, and he thinks its weird seeing her not slouch or bend over almost double to fit inside a room but then she's looming over him, the tattered dress she likes to wear (she told him once that her mother once owned it, as she's holding Finn after a long busy night of love and him laying his head against her breast like it was a pillow and wow it was literally the softest ever) fluttering as she peers down at him with a soft smile, her lips so bright and her expression fierce.
And then, she leans down. Her body is like architecture, shifting with just the minimum amount of movement required, and he marvels that she has so much economical grace without even thinking about it when he is pretty much like a club with legs on, and her hands grip his sides, lifting him up like he weighed nothing.
She shifted her big hips forward, muscles tensing in her legs. He slides against thighs thicker around than his entire body, and she guides him upwards, up and up, and he ducks his head so that he slides under the lowest edges of her dress, and he makes a small lump in her clothes as she sits down, holding him there and giggling as he moves to make himself more comfortable, and she braces him up with her legs, his body pressing into a small section of herself.
With one hand, she reaches under her dress. She turns her face, blushing hard with Finn's head against her groin, and shifts aside the underclothes she wears, and gasps as the younger boy eagerly nuzzles her-
Susan squeaks, just a bit as Finn kisses her intimately there, and he's good at it already; her legs almost move inward, but she remembers herself just in time, she stops it, she doesn't want to squeeze him too hard.
Soft little wetness; his lips move hard and instinctively good at what they do. Hard kisses, against her, and her hands find the ground as he settles in and doesn't need support.
He moves against her, his sides wiggling energetically against the thickness of her legs, and he almost looks lost against her bulk, and she gasps and she blushes almost brilliantly, blurting out little nonsense sounds as he licks her and mouths her there and yes, there and oh Glob how could he be so good at this already?
Her hands spread, fingers against the ground. After a while, they suddenly seize up and dig in, and the wooden floor splinters, cracking deep, and her fingers dig in further, carving the rock underneath, and she starts making sound hard and fast and she can't stop babbling, she feels like she's on fire inside and it feels so good and it's slithering into every part of her and burning hotter and the heat ecohes inside and gets louder and louder and repeats over and over again, and his tongue moved inside her, slurping at just the right spot again and again and again-
The hyoomans, outside, hurried away as they heard roars as some epic peak was hit. The water of Beautopia ripples, and some people fall off their feet.
Later on, Susan walks with Finn rising on her shoulder like a mimicry of a pirate's parrot; his face is a bit bruised up but he seems happy, and Susan's hips move with a wider swing than usual, and she is so much less tense than she ever normally is and doesn't panic at all so the hyoomans don't know what they get up to but Susan's happy so they're fine with whatever goes on there.
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