Finn X Bubblegum Novels & Stories

Peter’s first male friend and second friend next to Sunny. Time flew by so fast and he's now 16. It’s Christmas break and he’s planning to go home to spend the vacation with Sunny. He already packed his things for tomorrow's travel and didn't forget to bring his gift for Sunny which is a customized resin guitar picker. It has a flower designed in it, a daisy which is Sunny's favorite flower. His gift's stored in a small jewellery box. Sunny learned to play guitar already after Peter taught her. It became their bonding when Peter went home to visit.

The intense scent of shower gel filled the air, blending with a masculine and alluring aroma that was particularly captivating. Annie could easily imagine Finn's toned and enticing physique beneath the robe. She unconsciously swallowed, regaining her composure before responding, "What's up?" Finn stifled a laugh and attempted to maintain a composed demeanor, finding that pretend to be blindness increasingly intriguing. He held up a black shaver and said, "Could you help me shave? Keelin got me a new shaver, and I'm not used to it. I don't know which button to press."

Xander explains. Finn stands up next to Xander and I notice the difference between the two not for the first time. Alpha Xander is huge, tall muscular with brown hair and brown eyes but compared to Finn his stature is small. Finn is a good few inches taller and a lot more built than the Alpha, with pale skin, violet eyes, and white hair like me. I feel so tiny standing next to these two that I take a step back feeling overcrowded. “Well, I will leave you to it, mom is making her famous souffle tonight for dinner,” He rubs his hands together “and chocolate cake for dessert” and waggles his eyes. “I should go see what she needs help with.

Azure’s tongue continues flicking my clit, and my lips part with a whimper. Finn’s eyes look feral as he watches every expression that crosses my face. “I could explode just from watching him please you, baby girl,” his voice is thick, dripping like honey. Finn drags his thumb from my jawline to my bottom lip, pulling it away from my teeth slowly.

Finn’s own orgasm overcame him, his cries of pleasure joining ours. Heavy breathing filled the room as our bodies trembled, tangled together in a languid heap. We were sweaty and the smell of sex permeated the room but none of us cared. Each of us too tired to move. “Fucking your ass is my new guilty pleasure, kitten.” Finn whispered to me. “Though I’m pretty much a fan of all your holes.” “Fucking pervert.” Zayne chuckled at him. “Only for the two of you, baby boy. But don’t be jealous. I love all your holes too.”

Bianca giggled and then she laid her eyes on Finn. She took a gasp and exclaimed, "Oh what am I doing?! Blabbing about myself non-stop! Look at this gorgeous young man! Who is he? Is he a model or something? Because if he is, I call the dibs on him. I need gorgeous Alain-Delon-looking young men for my Winter and Spring collection. I mean, look at him! Mother nature, spare some mercy on me!" Finn looked shy and lowered his head. I smiled at Bianca and said, "This is Finn. He's my friend. I'm not sure if he's into modeling and stuff, but if he wants to give it a try, I will definitely call you first."

Before anyone could react, he grabbed a fruit knife from the table—the one he used to slice Corinne’s fruits every day—and drove it straight into her chest. Corinne’s eyes widened in disbelief as blood gushed out. She looked at Trevon’s twisted face one last time—then went still. "Don’t look." Sawyer gently shielded my eyes with his hand. "I’ll get you out of here." Sawyer bit the tip of his finger, letting a drop of blood fall onto my fish scales. He pressed them carefully to the place where my legs had once been. Seraphina clapped and squealed with joy. "Mommy! You have a beautiful fishtail again! Just like mine!"

Finn paused mid-sentence as she raised two fingers to her lips, a faintly mocking gesture. “I had such high expectations,” she said, tilting her head, eyes gleaming with mischief, “After hearing all the rumors about the council head. But seeing you now… all that talk about strength, power, being unbeatable. it’s just that, talk. Dismissing me, knowing I wanted your life, makes it feel like you are merely…scared of me,” Her smile deepened, sharp as a blade, and Finn’s expression darkened imperceptibly. “Looks like the legend of the Council Head, the one who intimidates the entire realm, is just hype,” she added, gathering her purse, disappointment faintly lacing her voice. “This revenge…does

"Why so tense, Brother?" "You're still gay, right?" Finn chuckled, shaking his head. "I mean, I can't exactly turn it off, Collin. The last time I checked, I still like men. But I won't lie and say Saige isn't gorgeous. How the hell hasn't she wrapped you around her finger yet?" "I'm not sure she hasn't..." Finn grabbed a banana and nudged my arm before he started walking away. "By the way," he called out, "you have a fucking unicorn on your face!" I heard him laugh.

Blank and empty. As blank as a void. It instantly goes blank at finn's devious question. How selfish and back stabbing my thoughts really are. Finn instantly laughs loudly. He laughs hestericslly. His thirty two tooths alongside their broad visible gum all show. They assist his devious mockery laughter. His veins are not excluded. They also reveal. They force dominance through his skin amidst his lengthy laughter. "You see. No response" "No god damned response!" Finn continues my roasting and embarasment.