Mo Chuisle: Finn Balor

Chapter Thirty

"Bye guys!" I waved to all of our friends while standing on my front porch. 

The rest of the party went by smoothly, Finn not being able to keep his hands off me after we revealed our true feelings for each other. After the party, some people came by our house to see the new place and now, two hours later, I was locking the door behind me and climbing the steps towards my bedroom. 

"Finn?" I called out. 

He had some how slip past me awhile ago. "Finn?" I called again walking into the bedroom. The lights were off, the room being lit up by various candles and soft music were playing in the background. 

"Skylar," I heard from behind. 

Turning on my heels, I smiled over to Finn who was leaning against the door frame leading to the bathroom. 

My lips parted to speak but stopped when I saw Finn starting to unbutton his shirt, his gaze trained on me. "Take off yar dress," his voice came out husky, eyes turning black.

Doing as I was told, I kicked off my heels and slowly peeled off the dress, my pace mirroring Finn's. Soon, both of us were standing in front of each other in nothing but our underwear, me being topless. 

Finn licked his lips hungrily before outstretching his hand towards me, which I gratefully took. He lead to the bed and stopped at the foot of it, his hands sliding from my sides down to my hips. His fingers hooked my panties and slid them off painfully slow while his lips found my neck, nipping the flesh. 

"Finn," I breathed. My hands traced down his bare chest, clawing at his abs when I felt his teeth bite down on my collar bone, over the tattoo there. 

"Mo chuisle." 

A soft groan left my lips. When he called me that, it drove me crazy. My shaking hands pulled down his briefs, his hard member springing forward. "I want ta take tings slow, love." 

Finn's rough voice left me breathless so I merely nodded. When I felt my body being lifted from the ground, I wrapped my legs around Finn's midsection and let him carry me to the other side of the bed, gently laying me down. Finn towered over me, lips catching mine in a small yet rough kiss. 

"I love you," he mused against my lips. 

"I love you too," I moaned when I felt Finn's fingers brush against my middle. My arms wrapped around his broad shoulders, gripping him tightly when his fingers slipped inside. 

"Christ, Skylar." Finn groaned. 

"Please," I begged wanting more than his fingers. While he was marvelous with them, I wanted the hard member that was pressing against my thigh. 

"What do ya want?" Finn's demonic side took over. 

"You, always you." I knew this game all too well. 

I felt empty when Finn's fingers slipped out, slowly stroking his cock. "That's my love." 

Our eyes connected and even though they were dark, I could see something flicker behind them. My hand cupped Finn's cheek. "What is it?" 

Finn's lips pressed against my forehead. "I'm afraid I'm going ta blink and yar going ta be gone. Like it was all a dream."

I hooked my heels around his strong legs while my arms linked around his neck. "I'm not going anywhere ever again. I love you, Finn Balor." 

A groan erupted from Finn's throat while he pressed his hips into mine, "Say it again." 

"I love you," I breathed across his neck. 

"Skylar," Finn's voice croaked out while my hands ran down his bare chest. "Don't ever leave me again." 

"Never," I moaned when I felt his fingers brush against my folds. "God, Finn. I can't wait any longer." 

Our eyes locked briefly but it was just long enough for me to notice something flash across them. The muscles in his jaw tightened and Finn shook his head, detaching my legs from his body. He ran a hand over his face before sitting on the edge of the bed. 

"What is it?" I asked while wrapping a sheet around my body after feeling a phantom breeze. 

Finn stayed silent keeping his eyes trained on the hardwood floors of our bedroom. He was breathing deep and low something I realized he only did when he was furious. "Finn," I breathed, my hand gently gripping his elbow. 

The muscles tensed under my touch. "Love, what is it?"

"I j'st," his voice came out ragged. "I can't. Not right now." 

My eyes watched as Finn stood up from the bed, slid on his briefs and a pair of shorts, before walking out of the room, leaving me alone. 

"What the hell," I grumbled before standing up, the sheet falling off of my body, and slid on Finn's dress shirt. 

Something was bothering him and since we had been in a good place for so long, I wasn't going to let what ever it was get in the way. I dragged my feet down the long hallway, following the noise coming from Finn's studio. It was one of the extra bedrooms we had converted to a room all for Finn's lego creations. 

"Finn," my voice came out quiet. 

Finn was sitting at the desk in the far corner of the room, fingers working on one of his lego sets. 

"Finn, what's wrong?" I leaned against the door frame. 

"It's stupid. J'st forget it." Finn shook his head, not looking over towards me. 

"I'm sure it's not, love. You can tell me."  

He let out a low breath, finally looking at me. He slowly licked his lips, his gaze slowly trailing up my long legs before locking with my eyes. "Every time I close my eyes, I j'st picture ya wit Sami or someone else."

"Finn," I started. 

"I know yar never going to leave me for Sami but I can't stop thinking bout tha kiss you two shared." 

The tone in his voice nearly broke my heart as I stayed glued in my spot. "I'm sorry, Finn." 

"I know ya are," Finn ran a hand over his tired face. "Between everything with Sami and Owens, I can't help but ta tink if I'm tha right one for ya, Skylar." 

My mouth fell open a bit before I slid my feet across the floor. Placing my hands on Finn's bare shoulders, I gave them a gentle squeeze. "Don't ever doubt yourself for me, Finn. You have done and gave me so much this past year that I am so grateful for you. Forget about Kevin, move on from him. You're the champion now. Enjoy it." 

That brought a small smile to Finn's face. "As for Sami, he's one of our good friends, I can't just drop him because how he feels about me."

"I know," Finn spoke. 

I brushed the hair out of his eyes, "I'm with you, Finn. I love you." 

He gripped my hips, eyes locking with mine. "I love you too, mo chuisle."