Dark Hand, Dark Heart

Part IV

Brenna "Snakelady" Dawkins

A Jackie Chan Adventures Fanfic

Rating: R

Disclaimer: Jackie Chan and subsequent characters belong to Jackie Chan and associates. It'd be pretty useless to sue me since I have nothing! I've made no profit nor will see any from this fic.

Summary: Finn contemplates leaving the Dark Hand for good. Chow presses him for a reason why. Rape, yaoi, violence, language. Not for kiddies! F/V, F/C

(Author's Note: Only just realized that in reposting this that I accidentally posted chap 3 twice! So here's chap 4! Lemony-lemon ahead! Enforcer slash!)

Chow had decided the desk and chair that Valmont/Shendu often used would be a perfect alter. He set the ingredients and tools up according to how the books instructed. They had cleared off the desk of its previous contents, a few books and the dog statue, and phone got relocated to the windowsill nearby.

"Let's see, north, south, east, and west---" Chow mumbled to himself as he double-checked everything to make sure it was all in place. He had to go back in the books in order to find out what an athema was. A wand or knife, or anything similar, he'd discovered. So he had gotten a dagger he knew Valmont had kept stashed away and began to anoint everything that would be used in the spell.

"Even us?" Ratso asked quizzically as Chow painted a pentagram on his forehead with the essential oil.

"Yeah. Getting us all in the zone and all, the way I understand it." Chow told him and moved to anoint Finn.

"You going to really go through with this?" Finn asked as Chow painted Finn's forehead.

Chow nodded quietly and then painted his own.

Finn managed a weak smile that almost made it to his eyes. Damn it but he felt close to tears again. "Thanks."

Chow gave him a lopsided grin. "Okay, enough with the mushy stuff. We gotta get serious. We gotta get this just right."

Finn nodded solemnly. For a change, his mind was focused on what was going on in front of him. It was challenging since he'd spent most of those past months doing the exact opposite. It lifted his heart somewhat in a way that he never thought it would. Chow was risking a lot to help him. They didn't know if this was going to really work. They knew how dangerous magic was to the uninitiated. They knew the wrath of Shendu would descend upon them if they failed and the demon discovered their plan. He knew how much this freaked out Chow and yet, Chow was willing to risk it all to help him. Damn tears! He angrily tried to wipe them away discreetly but didn't see that both Ratso and Chow noticed the action. He listened to Chow as he stared at the ground, hoping his eyes would stop misting sooner rather then later.

What was coming over him? He'd done a pretty good job these past few months holding all the emotion in. And now he was about to break down in a flood of tears. In front of Chow and Ratso no less. The more he thought about it, the more the tears threatened to come full force.

Ratso was trying to concentrate on helping Chow cast the spell, but he found his attention kept being drawn to Finn, who seemed to be having some sort of trouble. The Enforcer in the white disco suite was trembling as he sat there in the circle with them. His head slumped forward, chin rested on his chest. Ratso wondered what was going on and wished he could do something to help, but he had to help Chow.

Chow noticed Finn's inner struggle as well and faltered during the incantation that would be used to cast Shendu out. He took a deep breath and proceeded with the reading. Cripes, but it was getting hot, Chow noted and shrugged out of his leather jacket. His eyes had reverted back to his notes as he did it so he didn't notice Finn watching him do this. Ratso looked back and forth between the two curiously as he assisted. Luckily he didn't have to do any reading, just repeat a few important phrases with Chow and pass him the odd ingredient.

Finn's eyes stung, but he sat on his hands to keep from wiping them. He sniffled quietly or at least, tried to. He couldn't do it. It seemed with every word Chow spoke, his sense of control lessened. The red-haired criminal knew he was going to lose it and it wasn't going to be pretty. Damn Shendu! Damn that demon to Hell for making him break down like this in front of his crew, his friends!

Ratso saw and knew what was coming next and bit his lip. His forehead creased with worry as he heard the first vocalized sobs escape from Finn's mouth. Instinctively, he made a move towards Finn, in an attempt to comfort the Enforcer, then he remembered that it wouldn't be wise to break formation now with the spell half complete. He stayed where he was, though Finn's forceful sobs were gut-wrenching. He'd never seen Finn like this. Finn was sort of their leader, he'd never seen Finn look so--- wilty was the only term that came to his mind. Yes, that was it, the Italian thought. It was as if everything that had made Finn into Finn had disappeared. This was a new Finn that he wasn't familiar with. It scared him.

Chow heard Finn crying and he faltered in his reading again. His own eyes stung with new tears in response to his friend's distress. He hadn't counted on this. He couldn't be distracted during the most important part of the spell. They had to cast Shendu out. It was difficult to read the spell with all the distractions.

Finn sat there, sobbing. His hands went up to cover his face. He was deluged with a mixture of emotions. Anger, sadness, embarrassment, the list continued. He felt like hitting something. He palmed his eyes angrily as his body shook with the force of the tears.

"Damn you, Shendu!" He shouted impotently at no one between the sobs.

Chow paused uncertainly, his arms raised up over his head holding two tools for the spell. He didn't expect Finn to bolt across the circle and plow into him.

"Woah, Finn!" Ratso watched Finn careen into the smaller Enforcer in black and begin to pummel Chow with his closed fists as he sat straddled across the smaller man's stomach. "It's Chow! It's us! What are you doing? We gotta finish the spell!"

But Finn didn't hear. He had to do something to keep from crying like a girl. So he attacked Chow. "I hate you, Shendu! I hate you!" Finn shouted at Chow who desperately tried to block Finn's fists with his arms.

"Finn! Hey, Finn! It's me, Chow!" Chow cried out, "Dude, it's ME!"

But Finn didn't seem to hear or see--- he just blindly continued to strike out at Chow as he continued to cry and curse. Chow didn't hit him back, just did his best to block the worst of it.

"Finn!" Ratso moved to their side but Chow shook his head. Ratso hesitated. "You WANT him to hit you?"

"No, but just don't interrupt!" Chow instructed.

Puzzled, Ratso stood by and watched, prepared to dislodge Finn from Chow if it got too violent.

Chow had a feeling this was a long time in coming and since he had promised to help Finn out, he wasn't about to go back on that. If this was going to help Finn, then he was going to do what he had to, even if it meant taking a few physical blows.

Finn didn't even know half of what he was doing. He had held back his hurt and anger for so long, it felt good to fight back. He wasn't able to fight back against Shendu. But this was almost as good. Wait--- he paused and shuddered as he tried to catch his breath. If he wasn't fighting Shendu, who WAS he fighting against then? His tears had momentarily dried because of the exertion and his head cleared up just enough for him to see. It was the first time he realized he had been beating on Chow. Finn stared down at Chow into his eyes because during the fight, his glasses had been dislodged. He looked into those dark brown orbs and didn't see any anger or accusations, just sympathy.

That brought forth a full force sob from Finn who still straddled the Chinese man.

"God, Chow!" Finn wailed and grabbed the smaller mans tee shirt with both hands. Finn crumpled. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Finn buried his head against Chow's chest, sobbing anew, hands still clutched tightly at the black fabric of Chow's shirt.

Chow hesitated. He felt his shirt go damp with Finn's tears already. Finn was curled up on top of him, shuddering and shedding a volley of tears. Ratso hung back anxiously, uncertain as to what he should do. He had never seen Finn look so--- fragile. It hurt him to see Finn in such a state.

"It's okay, Finn." Chow said as tenderly as he could manage and awkwardly wrapped his arms around the convulsing body. "I'm here. Ratso is too."

"I'm sorry!" Came the muffled sob as Finn pressed his face into Chow's chest.

Chow sighed. "I said it's okay!"

"Um, what about the spell?" Ratso wondered.

Chow quirked an eyebrow, "Kinda busy right now, Ratso."

"Got it." Ratso muttered.

It looked like the tears didn't plan on stopping any time soon, Chow noted. He began to alternately rub and pat Finn's back, hoping that any of this was getting through to the hurt Enforcer.

Finn felt it. And the effort warmed him. "Chow---" Finn mumbled, his voice muffled because of Chow's chest.

Chow heard the entreaty in his name and it tugged at him awkwardly. "Finn." Chow hugged the man tighter. He didn't know what to do. Ratso was right though, they needed to finish the spell. Who knew what would happen if they left the spell wide open like that. Incomplete. "Finn, we need to finish this."

"Don't let me go!" He heard Finn plead and the man wrapped his arms around Chow's neck.

"Umm---" Ratso said uncomfortably. "Should I go?"

Chow was about to make some sharp remark but the words died as he felt lips brush up against his throat.

"Finn." Chow said thinly and swallowed. "What?"

He felt those quivering lips press into his skin and felt a stabbing heat wash over his body unexpectedly. What was going on? What did Finn think he was doing? And why--- did it feel kinda nice?

"Woah." Ratso's eyes went wide as he watched Finn nibble on Chow's neck. He averted his eyes feeling confused. "Um, we can finish the spell later, guys. I think I'll go watch some t.v."

"No, Ratso--- you stay! Finn--- we can't do this now." Chow tried to push against Finn who wouldn't release the hold around his neck and continued to plant trembling kisses on Chow's hot flesh. "The spell!"

"Please, Chow?" Finn begged and ran a hand through Chow's ebon locks as he continued to kiss his friends neck.

"Ratso!" Chow called and was relieved when the large Enforcer responded by gently pulling Finn off of him. Finn's physical reaction to him was a surprise, that was certain. He wasn't sure how he felt about it, deep down. It kind of freaked him out too. Though he didn't want to hurt Finn's feelings by voicing that fact. But it had also felt nice. Finn hadn't struggled once he'd released Chow. Ratso sat him down back in his spot in the circle with Finn looking as conflicted as he himself felt. "We gotta finish this spell."

Finn hung his head and wouldn't look at either Chow or Ratso. He was embarrassed at the sudden mysterious feelings that had awoken in him. What had come over him? Why was he suddenly throwing himself at Chow? He felt as amorous as a dog in heat.

Speaking of dogs, his gaze had landed upon that stupid statue of Valmont's. He didn't know why Big V hadn't sold the thing yet, they'd had it for several months--- wait, why was he worrying about some stupid statue? He'd just thrown himself at Chow, for crying out loud! And more annoyingly, he couldn't stop thinking about kissing those full lips of his! Wait--- why was the dog statue glowing?

"Hey, check that out." Finn pointed at it.

Chow's and Ratso's gaze met that of the statue. "Hey, look at that. It's glowin!" Ratso pronounced the obvious.

"It's a magic statue?" Chow wondered aloud.

Finn stood up, still staring at the statue. "Why's it glowing now? It never did that before."

"Maybe 'cause of Chow's spell?" Ratso wondered.

"But what does it do?" Chow asked still staring at the statue.

"Glow." Ratso said matter-of-factly.

Chow punched Ratso in the arm, "I KNOW it glows! I mean, it's a magic-freakin'-statue--- all magic statues have some sort of latent power. What is it's power?"

"Dunno." Ratso said.

"Do you know exactly when we got the thing?" Finn asked. Trying to latch onto some sort of clue.

The gears of everyone's brain cranked noisily as they tried to think. It was Chow who thought he figured it out, "Three months ago. Right after the First National Bank heist."

"Attempted First National Bank heist." Ratso reminded the Enforcer.

"Yeah, yeah."

It suddenly hit Finn. "Oh shit."

"What?" Chow asked.

Finn pointed an accusing finger at the statue, "I dunno, but I have a feeling all my problems stem from that--- thing."

Chow cocked his head as he looked at Finn. "How do you figure?"

"Shendude was fine and never touched me when he got back here. But once we got that damned statue, that's when the shit really started to hit the fan."

Chow frowned. "You sure?"

It became more and more clear to Finn. He nodded, "Oh yeah."

"So—o-o-o" Ratso's mind wrapped itself around the concept, "You think the statue's power is--- sex?"

Finn shrugged. "Probably. Those ancient civilizations had a god for just about everything. Probably even sex."

"Well, I guess it makes sense now." Chow admitted. "So we finish the spell and then get rid of the statue. Then maybe even if Shendude doesn't leave, maybe he'll stop hurting you."

Finn sighed, "Let's get this over with."

So Chow, with Ratso's and Finn's assistance, finished the spell at last. Chow hoped the little interruption hadn't disrupted the effects of the spell. He just was too inexperienced. Once the spell was over, Ratso grabbed up the statue.

"Maybe we should find out for sure. It's an awful pretty statue." The Italian's perpetually red eyes lit up, certain the statue was priceless.

"Fine." And Chow had an idea. "Gimme it." He swiped it from Ratso's big hands. "I'll be back."

"Where are you going?" Finn demanded.

Chow scowled at Finn, "Gonna find out about this freaky thing. I think I know who I can talk to about it."

"Not Uncle Chan!" Finn growled.

"Chill out. Don't worry!" Chow turned on his heel and strolled out of the fish cannery.

Chow walked back across the waterfront and made a beeline towards that magic shop they had raided earlier. It was several hours later and he was certain the place would be open. It was a long shot, but he'd ask the chick in the robes. She hadn't tried to stop him when he was stuffing his pockets with her merchandise. So maybe she wasn't all that bad--- even though her words still creeped him out considerably.

He strolled into the shop once he saw the open sign upon the door. It was quiet inside, but brighter then the last visit because of all the candles. He went from room to room, looking for the strange and beautiful woman.

"You're back." Came the soft voice from behind him.

Chow whirled around, one hand clutching his chest, the other clutching the gold statue.

She looked down at what he was holding. "You brought that into my shop?" She didn't sound happy.

"U-u-um, yeah. Look, I-I-I, the only reason--- um, we needed to help our friend, and we didn't have any money to buy what we needed!" Chow felt the need to confess for some odd reason.

"But you didn't help him, did you?" Her eyes bored into his and he flinched.

"What do you mean?"

"He asked you for something. You refused him. Why?"

Chow balked. "U-u-um. I---"

"He needed your help." She continued relentlessly. "He asked you to help him. And you couldn't because of your fear."

Chow hung his head, "It was all very sudden, ya know?" He felt a cool hand against his face and he found himself looking back into her eyes. "I can't do it."

"He has to, in order to be healed. I told you to heal him. He asked for your help." Her voice rang in his head louder then it seemed and Chow felt ashamed that he denied Finn when he clearly asked for Chow's help. He felt her tug at the statue and he let her have it. "Who activated this? This is the thorn in your friends side. You plucked it out, now you must help him heal the wound. Will you do that for him?"

Tears had formed in Chow's eyes again inexplicably. He knew what he had to do and nodded. She smiled at him. "I will take this and purify it."

"What is it? Why does it glow?" Chow's mind swam.

"This is the great Aztec god Eueucoyotl, the Old Coyote. Not much is known about him, but perhaps that is by his own design. Trickster--- and god of carnal sex. I am sorry he came into your friends life. Eueucoyotl is a curse upon the enlightened."

God, Finn was right, Chow realized. "Th-thanks. Keep the damn thing."

Chow didn't see her mysterious smile as he left. His hands were thrust into his pants pockets and his head hung all the long walk back to the hide out. Well, they got rid of the stupid statue. He hoped that would solve everything. Well, no, not everything. Just one problem. There was still one more problem he had to deal with and he spent the walk back to the abandoned fishery, trying to bolster himself up for the challenge ahead.

Back in the hide out, he found Finn sitting on the couch, laying back and watching television. Ratso wasn't to be found. Chow flopped down on the other side of the couch and glanced at what Finn was watching. COPS. Hilarious, Chow thought.

"So, you were right about the statue. Friggen Aztec sex god."

Finn stared at the television, not really watching it. His mind was not on the screen, but on how it felt to be tasting Chow. "Oh? Where is it now?"

"Don't matter. Got rid of it."

"Valmont wont be happy."

"Screw Valmont." Then Chow winced. "Sorry."

Silence from Finn's end. Chow scooted a little closer to Finn, his heart fluttered nervously. "Look, Finn--- about what happened in the circle---"

"Never mind, Chow." Chow heard the pain in his friends voice.

It took all Chow's courage to put his hand on Finn's slumped shoulder, "I thought it--- felt great, Finn."

There was an awkward silence there. "What are you saying, Chow?" Finn asked guardedly.

"If you need to have me help heal you--- then, well---" Chow was cut off and found Finn hungrily kissing him. At first Chow froze, not sure how to respond and he felt Finn pause and begin to pull away. But Chow stopped him by wrapping his arms around the white clad Enforcer and drawing him closer. Between kisses, Chow managed to mutter, "I don't know about this, Finn." Chow voiced uncertain, "I don't want to hurt you like Shendu did."

"You aren't Shendu." Finn tasted Chow's skin and it was pleasant. He'd never felt the urge to give Shendu any attention back as the monster had sex with him. But Chow was no Shendu. And Finn pressed himself firmer against those lips, trying to draw out all their promised sweetness.

Chow was very pliable. Finn also found Chow to be a very good kisser, which surprised him for some reason. His tongue forced Chow's mouth to open, and it did willingly. Together, they explored each others mouths, Finn's mind spinning at how he revealed in it--- when it should have reviled him instead. But this was Chow. Lovely and somewhat effeminate Chow. Who'd been with him forever, it seemed. They knew almost everything about each other. So he supposed it only natural that he'd be drawn to his best friend in such a manner. Though the sudden attraction still surprised him.

"Do you think---mmph" Smooch, "You are feeling the effects--- mmm" Taste, "of the statue?" Chow asked.

Finn just shrugged. He didn't care. He needed Chow. That was all that mattered. And deliciously, Chow responded in equal amounts.

Why did this feel so great? Finn found part of himself wondering as his hands explored Chow's skinny body with growing excitement. He never knew that being with another guy could feel just as good as being with a woman. Or maybe not just with any guy--- just Chow. 'Cause it sure didn't ever feel that way with Shendude. He licked Chow's neck tendon from base to jaw. Chow trembled under the sensual attention but didn't pull away. This encouraged Finn to make a bolder move. He shrugged out of his white disco jacket and discarded it on the floor. Chow had discarded his black leather jacket back at the circle earlier. Chow's heart was pounding hard against his chest and his quivering hands reached up and slipped beneath the pink cloth of Finn's shirt. He lay his palms upon Finn's chest and could feel the frantic hammering of Finn's own heart. Chow stared at the medallion dangling between his hands--- his hands which were going in places he never imagined that they would go when he'd woken up the previous morning.

Finn lifted up Chow's shirt slowly, loving how it felt to have Chow's hot hands cupping his pecs. He leaned forward and began to kiss Chow's belly. Chow jumped, but only because he hadn't been expecting that, nor had he been expecting the sudden hot flash in his pants.

Chow gasped as Finn worked his way up his belly, alternately kissing and licking his way. Finn grabbed hold of Chow's slender waist and drew him closer. The red-haired Enforcer's mouth found Chow's left nipple and bravely took an interest in it. Chow moaned at the feel of the sudden hot, moist suction in that tender area. He shivered as he felt Finn's free hand trail slowly down his belly and work at unfastening his belt. Finn was having trouble doing it one handed, so Chow aided the Irishman, but didn't stop at just the belt. He slid out of his pants and boxers and they piled up on the floor.

Finn's breathing was becoming ragged as he felt Chow guide his hand between his legs. Chow closed his eyes as Finn grasped him, then grunted and shuddered as the larger Enforcer began to stroke him. Finn tried to put out all visions of Valmont's body and did his best to concentrate on the fact that this was Chow before him--- Chow who was responding favorably to his caresses--- Chow who would never hurt him the way the possessed Valmont had. He needed this. God, he needed Chow! He felt the warm hands of the Chinese man rub his chest in slow circles and still was amazed that his own body reacted so positively to the attentions of another man--- especially after what he'd been through. Then Finn had to wonder. Had he ALWAYS thought about Chow in this way? Or was this the work of the statue? But Finn decided all he wanted to concentrate on at the moment was the fact that Chow was there and--- GOD! That felt great!

Chow began to unbutton Finn's shirt, though the feel of Finn working over his member with his strong hand made it difficult to think of much else. Chow's whole body seemed to respond to the Enforcer's attentions, he squirmed and shuddered under Finn's sensuous hand which further complicated the removal of the pink shirt. Finally, however, Chow succeeded and flung the garment open wide. Finn had a relatively developed chest. Nothing like Governor Swartzenegger, but impressive.

Finn felt Chow lean into him and began to kiss and lick in return. Finn sighed pleasantly. This was a new sensation. Shendu had never done anything like that--- NO! Don't be dredging up images of that damn demon during something like this! But he couldn't help it and his hand slowed until it halted as he found himself lost in a disturbing memory.

Chow realized Finn had gone from desire-driven exploration to cold fish. He pushed himself away from the chest and came up face to face with the now withdrawn Enforcer. Finn's hand still grasped hold of his member, albeit loosely. Looking into his partner's eyes told him enough.

He rested his hand upon Finn's cheek, "Finn. It's okay. Look, it's me Chow." He leaned closer so that his lips were just a breath away from Finn's. He could feel the Irishman's breath against his lips. "Finn. We don't have to continue if you don't want to. But listen," he pressed his forehead against Finn's in a tender gesture, "I'm not him. Valmont's not him. The statue's gone. I'm here. You're here. I want to help you."

Finn's eyes teared up again and a few managed to squeeze out but he did his best to control himself. He knew if he broke down now, he'd not want to finish this.

Finn took a few deep breaths and squeezed his eyes shut and pressed his forehead into Chow's, "Thank you, Chow." His voice wavered but didn't break, thank God. He angled his head and began to kiss Chow on the lips hungrily. Chow kissed him back. A few more tears managed to find their way out, but Finn did his best to not let the rest flow. His hand went back to the steady motions around Chow's stiff staff. He felt Chow put his arms around him and message his back as they kissed and stroked.

Chow allowed Finn to push him down onto his back. Finn tugged at Chow's shirt and Chow raised himself up enough to allow it to be stripped from his body. Now he was completely nude and shivered at the sudden draft. But when Finn continued his attentions which ranged all over Chow's small body, the Chinese man felt his body warm up considerably despite the lack of clothing.

"You still got your pants on." Chow observed as Finn positioned himself over him. Finn was on all fours and stared down at Chow with a needy look filling his eyes. Chow grinned. It was nice to be looked at with such desire. Chow hurriedly removed Finn's pants and boxers. Finn kicked them off to the side his eyes never leaving Chow's face. "That's better." Chow felt his temperature kick up a notch as Finn lowered himself on top of Chow and he felt Finn's stiff member rub up against his waist. Chow felt dazed and had to wonder if he was under the influence of the statue as well or if there was something more.

Finn further continued to explore Chow's body with renewed eagerness and want. Chow couldn't help but tremble intermittently under the actions of the red-haired thief. He wondered how far Finn would go and part of him wondered if he could really go through with it.

It wasn't long before Finn tugged on Chow and got the smaller man to roll over onto his stomach. Chow's heart pounded and his breath came quicker as he realized what Finn intended to do.

"Raise yourself up a little." Finn instructed from behind as he stroked Chow's back.

Chow bit his lip and reminded himself why he was there and what he had agreed to. It still didn't make the fear go away and he hesitated. He felt the warm kisses across his back and between his shoulder blades. God, that felt good! Chow sighed.

"Please?"

Chow scooted his legs under himself and raised his hind end up and into position. He trembled and Finn noticed and stroked his rear.

"I'll loosen you up first so it wont hurt as much." Finn said, wishing Shendu had done the same for him.

Chow nodded, but couldn't stall his nervousness. He jumped as he felt Finn's finger press up against his opening from behind. It felt bizaar and he squirmed a bit, but didn't move otherwise. He felt the finger message his opening gently and closed his eyes. He gasped as he felt the finger push forward. He never had anything go in the wrong way down there before. But he didn't fight it. He allowed Finn entrance and found himself loosening up with that thought.

"Are you ready?" Finn asked after a time, finger still deep inside Chow's rectum.

Chow inhaled deep, then managed, "Yes."

Finn's finger slipped out and Chow felt what could only be the head of Finn's penis bumping into his rear. He felt Finn push one of his cheeks to the side and aim, then a gentle shove--- and he was in. Chow grunted and grit his teeth at the feel of sudden pressure. It hurt and he began to tremble again, afraid that the pain would only grow from there. But he felt the tender kisses upon his back again and a hand upon his staff, stroking it gently. Finn stayed there, inside Chow, unmoving and continued to stroke and kiss him, striving to calm the smaller man.

"It hurts." Chow whimpered.

"The first time always hurts." Finn said between kisses. "I'm sorry."

Chow felt Finn begin to pull out and amazed himself at his protest. Finn paused.

"Can you just hang out there a bit? I mean, until I get used to it?" Chow requested.

He didn't see Finn grin behind him, "Sure thing, Chow."

So Finn stayed there, fully inside his closest friend. He hugged him from behind with one arm and kissed Chow's neck. With his other hand, he pumped Chow's superheated member slowly, hoping the younger Enforcer could relax enough so they could both enjoy the act.

Chow's breath came in desperate gulps. He tried to will himself into calm. He tried to concentrate on the fact that he felt the beginnings of an orgasm deep within him.

"Faster, Finn!" Chow heard himself say. He felt Finn comply and tentatively pull himself partway out of his rectum, then he slid himself back in as gently as he could.

"Was that okay?" Finn asked breathily, his hand never ceased it's feverish pumping.

Chow could only nod, as he was trying to concentrate on breathing. He felt Finn begin to continue with the in and out motions, slowly at first. A few times, he felt Finn slip out and it took some work to reposition it back in place. After a time, it didn't hurt quite so much and Chow got used to the feel of the peculiar pressure. He signaled Finn to move faster and Finn responded beautifully.

It wasn't long before he felt like he would explode from inside.

"Finn!" He cried out, "I-I'm gonna cum!"

"Wait! Not yet!" He heard Finn pant from behind and the Enforcer began to pump into Chow faster in response. "Wait for me! Please!"

Chow gulped in air hoping he could answer, but with each thrust, it just took Chow's breath away. He did his best to hang on, but he had to give in. "God, Finn!" He shuddered.

"Chow!" Finn groaned and with another thrust he peaked at last. He spilled everything into Chow and he felt the warm flow of Chow's juices coat his hand as well. He stayed inside Chow until the shuddering waves passed by them both. Finn kissed Chow's sweaty back tenderly and stroked his quivering stomach. "Thank you, Chow."

Chow panted, feeling weak and yet wonderful in equal amounts. "Su-su-sure thing, Finn. Anyth-th-thing for a friend." He collapsed on the couch, feeling Finn slip out from him in the sudden move. He felt Finn lay on top of him and stroked his sides with his fingertips. They lay like that for some time, cuddling each other--- each saying nothing.

It was Finn who broke the silence first, "If you want me to stay--- I'll stay."

Chow turned his head to the side and tried to look up at Finn. "I'd rather you not leave me, but you know how that sayin' goes, you gotta do what you gotta do."

Finn kissed the back of Chow's neck tenderly and then his cheek, "Yes, and you did for me. You helped me and there's no way I can leave you for your sacrifice."

"It wasn't that big of a sacrifice." Chow lied. At least, it was at first, but afterwards upon reflection, he wouldn't have changed what he'd done for Finn in the least.

"I dunno if I love you, Chow," Finn found himself saying, "But I think this might be as close to love as I can get."

Chow smiled, "Me too, you big doofus. Me too."

The END