Chapter 102

July 23rd, 2024

Finn woke at the sensation of desperately needing to pee. His head throbbed a little too, clearly he'd overdone it a little with the booze last night, and so had G as far as he recalled. And she was a lot smaller than him.

His eyes were halfway closed as he tumbled out of the bed not wearing a shred of clothing, and made his way towards the bathroom, holding onto various pieces of furniture that steadied his stumbling step as he stepped over footwear, clothes and throw pillows. Thank god most hotel rooms had bathrooms at exactly the same spot, and as he'd stayed in thousands of them over the years, he knew his way around a standard hotel room even without looking.

As soon as the glaring light of the bathroom blinded him, he muttered to himself, "Fuck, bloody Hilton," recognizing the tell-tale beige marble tile in an instant. Needing to focus on peeing first and foremost he continued to grumble having not expected to end up in the room of a competing hotel chain. Why or how they'd ended up in this particular establishment was beyond him.

The night was a little foggy to be honest. They'd driven west, aiming to go discover some new town in search of a good party. They'd shopped, splurged a little and gotten dressed up. G had found a gorgeous green velvet mini dress, that definitely showed off how sexy she could be, holding very little back.

They'd started with a few stops in Toulon, grabbing something to eat and see the local scene, but then had got a hint from a bartender who Finn had found a common tongue with, of some big music festival going on in La Seyne-sur-Mer, only 20 minutes away, which had definitely led them to give that a try.

It was almost as Finn was about to finish what he was doing as he realized that the bathroom had a full glass wall, just with a few frosted stripes hiding the lower half of the bathroom from the bedroom and his bathroom light was illuminating most of the bedroom as well. It was only then it hit him, that besides G, who was lying on her stomach, her nude body - well almost as her bralette was still on, but her butt cheeks showing from under the bed sheet, there was another tanned muscular body next to her, sleeping in the middle of the bed.

"Oh fuck," Finn mumbled to himself once again. That was certainly something he hadn't planned for originally.

Both G and the guy… he couldn't even recall his name….something with a D, were lying there, leaving very little room for error what had gone down last night. And Finn's naked self was clearly not innocent in the course of events either.

Finn grabbed a towel which he put around his waist the robe seeing like too much of an effort, suddenly feeling a little more modest, and made his way over to the room in search of his phone, the sunshine shining in through the side of the drawn curtain hinting that it was certainly past dawn. It was nearing mid-morning, in fact.

Somehow, as things began to come back to him - sleep didn't really seem like a valid option. Nor did he want to wake G, who seemed to sleep so peacefully at that moment, straight away. He wasn't really sure how to be in this position. He'd never actually done something like this with someone he was actually in love with before.

He grabbed a bottle of mineral water from the minibar, trying to keep the noise down, and searched the drawn curtain for an opening, hoping their fairly small room at least had an extension by a balcony. He needed a minute to regroup and get his head straight before doing anything.

(last night)

When Finn and G made it to the festival grounds sometime past midnight the party was in full swing - people dancing along live performed dance music - Aya Nakamura and Marwa Loud mixed to be even more engaging for club dancing. The music had a slight latin element to it, making one's hips sway on automatic - and G had certainly done that.

Finn could swear G had been the most gorgeous woman in that dance scene - knowing just the way to move herself, and he'd definitely noticed other people watching her, men and women - and he'd kind of liked that even. Maybe he was seeing a trophy of some sort in her, despite the negative connotation? And at this point he actually didn't mind, but had whispered, or rather shouted over the music, to her ear - "I wouldn't mind having you as my trophy any day," with a wide smirk, feeling like she needed all the confidence boost he could give her after the horrible day she'd had.

G didn't mind, smiling seductively to him.

They danced some more, and as the dance floor was pretty packed, it wasn't rare that they'd feel occasional touches from other dancers - by accident or by design. Either way neither seemed to mind, being so lost in their dance at that moment.

They had a few more shots - vodka having been their drink of choice last night. They chatted a little, people-watched and commented on a few eccentric looking outfits - not in a bad way. It was as they were doing another shot, Finn leaning back against the bar with his elbow resting on it casually, G at his side, taking a breather from the dancing, G began to feel a more intentional stare from across the bar.

She felt incredibly relaxed with Finn, actually believing that he didn't mind her flirting a little. She smiled at the man wearing a dark short sleeved casual button up with suspenders on it, but while he shot a smile back, she could tell his eyes were not solely on her. He was definitely checking out Finn.

"I think you're the one of interest here," G whispered to his ear, nodding slightly in the direction Finn hadn't noted yet.

The man had a certain Brandon Flowers look to him - on the skinnier side and dark haired, his age being somewhere between G's and Finn's. He was but no doubt attractive, and G found it rather entertaining to see this side of Finn. After all, it wasn't something she had an issue with, and they'd even talked about his fluidity.

G wasn't sure whether perhaps the man hadn't thought of them as a couple, maybe he thought they were just friends but he kind of liked to observe the way Finn was in a situation like this.

Finn was conflicted - here he was in love with this incredible woman, and being given the look from a no-doubt handsome man.

"Hey, really - I don't mind," G said, looking at his hesitant glance. "As long as you don't go off somewhere, and leave me all alone here…," she added sneakily, stroking his arm.

Finn still wasn't sure, but he didn't really have a chance to discuss this further as the very same man in question already approached them.

"Salut," he said, and leaned his hip against the bar, leaning his elbow on it.

"Salut," G relefted, while Finn settled for a 'Hi', straightening himself a little.

"Can I buy you... you two, a drink?" he asked, looking at Finn and briefly at G, clearly being a little confused about the dynamic here as well.

"Alright," Finn agreed, deciding to humour him a little. Their moods were clearly a little playful tonight as they were, a steady stream of alcohol flowing in their veins.

They all watched the bartender pour them another shot of vodka.

"To meeting new friends," the man suggested and the three clinked their glasses together before throwing back their drinks simultaneously.

"I'm G, by the way, and this is Finn," G took the lead in the introductions.

"Dany," he replied.

They continued to talk a little, telling him they'd never been to this part of the Cote D'Azur before and that they were on a holiday. Dany spoke about his job - he was an helicopter pilot, which certainly had another type of draw. Soon enough they made it around to explaining their relationship, defining themselves as involved by open minded by G, as Dany still seemed a little confused by if it was okay to flirt with either of them, his gaze clearly travelling from Finn to also G's cleavage and legs a couple of times, making it clear to G that the man was at least not oblivious to her feminine charms as well. Finn had just gone along with it - seeing no harm presently in enjoying a different type of time together. Right now - all of this seemed harmless fun.

Soon the three made their way back to the dancefloor, some cooperation songs by Clean Bandit, Magic System, Chawki and Stromae taking over the crowd with very loud cheers. G and Finn didn't know that much about where they'd ended up, not the performers, having just heard of them mostly.

But the three definitely enjoyed the music, dancing mostly in a group. But it was G who took it one step further by beginning to dance between the two, moving her ass like she was on fire, bending her knees to go even lower, first rolling her hips against Finn, then with full confidence repeating the same motion on Dany, wanting to test whether she might also get some reaction out of him. The man certainly had more eyes for Finn, but he wasn't indifferent, his hands gently brushing her sides as she moved and murmured to her ear "vous êtes incroyablement sexy" essentially saying just what she needed to hear right then.

Finn was quite surprised, that while he felt a hint of jealousy right there, the fact that she was doing this on purpose, in front of him, knowing damn well that he was watching, actually made this quite hot for him to observe. Besides, the guy wasn't bad looking either. Finn had had a couple of ménage à trois in his lifetime that involved him and two girls, but never actually the other way around but there was definitely a good likelihood of things going down that road if she kept that up. The only problem was that Finn wasn't entirely sure if the way G was partying tonight, was what she really wanted and not just an escape from today's news. She was certainly living, hence he liked to trust her right then - allowing her to keep doing what she was doing, by simply smiling at her, and stepped closer joining in on the caressing dance.

G kept surprising Finn that evening, stepping away from between them and continued to watch as Finn danced with Dany, appreciating each-other's looks and moves just the same. G's smile, as she watched them, spoke of approval. She'd never really been one to not enjoy the sight of two gorgeous men either.

After a while, feeling perhaps a little neglected, it was G who'd stolen a wet kiss from Dany, and then as that kiss broke, repeated the action on Finn, their eyes having a wordless conversation on the topic of going further with this. She certainly craved it, and Finn, while being perhaps a little bit more clear headed, knew that these things were not always that simple, still let her pull him into the deep end.

Next Dany kissed Finn, and it really wasn't a bad kiss, his light stubble causing a different kind of tingle on his skin. They swayed a little longer, touches becoming braver, G actually grazing against both of their crotches a couple of times.

From there on Finn didn't recall much, just glimpses of naked bodies, G being completely lost in the moment as she'd taken care of two men, as she had taken two men and as she'd later moaned in pleasure as Dany had devoured her folds and clit, while Finn fucked him.

The orgasms that night had been outstanding. That was if one excluded the lingering headache Finn tried to nurse away in the morning, in the all too bright sunlight on the unshaded balcony, with a bottle of mineral water.

After a while, Finn decided to head back inside, and wake G. This was complicated enough without having to stick around for pleasantries. He wanted to know that she was okay, that what they did hadn't shaken how she felt about them, and that she'd actually enjoyed this, not just done it for some ulterior reasons like wanting to replace mental sensations with the overwhelming physical ones, escaping the letter she'd gotten yesterday. There was so much of his younger self he saw in her if that was what she was doing.

"G, wake up," Finn shook G's shoulder, having pulled on his pants by then.

A groan followed, and her gorgeous, but clearly hung over, form turned around to face him.

"Time to get up, love," Finn urged. He really didn't want to deal with the guy, who was still thankfully fast asleep.

But there was no such luck, as the next minute G made a shaky dash towards the bathroom, emptying the contents of her stomach into the toilet bowl. Finn went to help her, and held her hair. It became clear this wasn't going to be a morning of quick exits. And while the night had been fun, he couldn't help to wonder whether perhaps encouraging her to 'live' had actually been the wrong thing to do if this was the way it was going to be, making him sigh deeply.