aww that poor anon I hope they had a better day!! but that fic was so good it made me remember how much I love married!cubs!! I was wondering if we could get some married cubs domestic fluff! Husband!finn has my heart
Husband!Finn is quite the funny guy, I will say. He's just SO EXCITED to be married!!!!
Have some non-sexual intimacy (some of my FAVE stuff to write) and Finn just being OBSESSED with his husbands and everything they are.
Credits to @lumosinlove
“Sweetheart!” Leo called from their bedroom, holding a towel around his hips. “I’m just gonna get changed, then when Lo’s back we can all go.”
“Wait!”
There was the thunderous thudding of footsteps then Finn was sliding through their bedroom door on his socks, slipping a bit on the hardwood. Leo blinked hard and held out a hand to catch him. “Whoa.”
“Sorry.” He skipped around and jumped dramatically onto the bed, sitting straight-backed on the edge with his hands folded, a goofy smile on his face. “Okay, ready.”
Leo laughed, confused. “What?”
“I said, I’m ready. For you to get changed.”
“Oh, you’re ready, are you?” Leo teased. He dropped his towel and turned around to dig through their underwear drawer. When he got no response, he turned his head to look at Finn again over his shoulder. “Honey?”
“Hm?” Finn’s eyes were very obviously not focused on Leo’s face. “Sorry, what?”
Leo smiled, pulling on a pair of boxers- and ignoring Finn’s sad whine- before going to stand in between his thighs. He cupped his face gently. “I love you.”
Finn’s eyes were the warmest brown, and his smile made Leo feel light. “I love you, too.” He wrapped his arms tightly around Leo’s waist and pressed his face into his chest with a squeeze. “You’re so beautiful.”
Leo made a happy sound and scratched a hand through Finn’s hair. He placed a kiss on the top of his head. “So are you.” He gasped at Finn’s playful bite to the skin right beside his nipple. “Ouch.”
“Mm,” Finn hummed, eyes playful. “I could just eat you up. Can I, please?”
“No time.”
“You sure? We could-”
But he was interrupted by the sound of keys scratching at the door, then the clink of them plopping into a bowl.
“Salut, I’m home!” Logan called.
Finn gasped. “Wait!” He stood and kissed Leo quickly. “Stay right here, don’t move a muscle. I don’t wanna see another piece of clothing on you.”
“Okay?”
“‘Be right back!” Finn sing-songed, then he was sliding back out the door. Leo heard him talking to Logan in the living room. “Hey, baby, you need to change?”
“Ouais, I need to put on something nicer, I-”
“Great! Let’s go.”
A laugh. “Rouge-”
Then Finn was slipping once more through the doorway, Logan in tow and stumbling behind him. They were both laughing. Logan’s posture relaxed when he saw Leo, smile going soft. “Salut.”
“Hi.”
“Oh-kay!” Finn once again jumped dramatically onto the bed, this time sat up against the pillows with his feet crossed. He waved his hand with a flourish, rings catching the light for a moment, and dipped his head. “You may proceed.”
Logan laughed, confused. “Quoi?”
“I said, you may proceed. With the changing of clothes.” He folded his hands in his lap. “I am but a mere spectator.”
Logan looked to Leo, but Leo just shrugged. “I was just told to not put a shirt on.”
Logan laughed. “Well,” he said, looking Leo up and down. “I support that.”
Leo rolled his eyes playfully. “Shut up.”
“Non, non.” Logan stepped into his space. He took his hand and kissed his wedding band and engagement ring, then looked up with content green eyes. “I didn’t get a kiss yet.”
Leo smiled against his mouth and kissed him softly. “Hi.”
“Hi.”
“Hi.” Finn was now twiddling his thumbs. “May we please continue with the undressing?”
Logan tisked. “I thought we were changing.”
“Ugh,” Finn groaned. “Stupid dinner party.”
Logan shook his head fondly, reaching behind himself to pull his shirt off. “The kids are excited, though, they spent the whole day at Sirius’ just talking about the lamb Celeste is cooking.”
“The Dumais are not kids anymore, honey,” Leo pointed out, now searching for his nice pants.
“Yes they are, Knutty,” Logan protested, unbuttoning his shorts. “They’re still kids.”
“Kids in high school. And college.”
“Non.”
A low whistle sounded from the bed, interrupting their movements. “Goddamn. This view never gets old.”
Leo and Logan both turned to look at Finn, who was biting his lip around a grin, warm eyes roving all over their bodies. He looked kind of like a kid on Christmas, Leo thought as he made to step into his pants.
“Wait,” Finn said suddenly. “Wait, not yet.”
Leo clucked his tongue. “Finn, we’ve gotta get dressed. And plus, you’ve seen us naked a thousand times, it’s not like it’s anything new.”
“Actually,” Finn responded, holding a singular finger up. “I see you naked about three times a day, roughly, so that’s way more than a thousand times in a single year. And we’ve been together for, what, how many years? So it’s probably closer to ten thousand by now.” He shifted to the edge of the bed and stood, coming to take the pants from Leo’s hands and put them on the dresser. “But that’s not the point.” He wrapped his arms gently around Leo’s waist. “Baby, I could see you naked a billion times and I would never get enough of you. I just…” He rubbed a hand up and down Leo’s ribs with a smile. “I love your bodies so much.”
Leo felt his cheeks heat. “Oh.”
“Yeah, oh. C’mere,” Finn said, opening an arm for Logan to tuck into his side. “Do you want to know what my favorite part of sex is?”
“Wow, that took a turn,” Leo said drily. “Okay?”
“I love,” Finn started. “The beginning and the end. When I just get to touch you, to hold you. Like, forget the whole, like, giving you pleasure- though I am a big fan of that as you well know. Big fan. Huge.”
Logan laughed into Finn’s jaw, nuzzling his skin with his nose. “Allez.”
Finn let out a sigh and pressed his nose into Logan’s hair, gentle eyes peeking out at Leo. “You could tell me you never wanted to have sex again and I would still, every morning and every night, want to kiss every inch of you.” As if to emphasize his point, he pressed a kiss to Logan’s temple, then one to Leo’s cheek. “I love the way your waists fit in my hands. The way your legs wrap around me. The strong muscles of your chests, the soft warmth of your skin.”
Leo felt his eyes suddenly get a little warm and he blinked hard. An insecure feeling worked its way up his throat. “Finn.”
Finn gripped him harder around the waist. “No, baby, don’t cry.” He kissed a tear that fell down Leo’s cheek, then his lips a few times for good measure. “Sunshine, don’t cry.”
“No, it’s just-” Leo sniffed, reaching up to wipe under his eyes. “Our bodies aren’t always going to look like this.”
“And that’s okay,” Finn whispered, resting their foreheads together. “Baby, that’s okay.” He let out a shaky sigh. “I can’t think of any way your body could look and I wouldn’t love it just as much as I do now.”
“Mon soleil,” Logan whispered. He had turned and was now tucked into Leo’s side, his back at an angle against Finn’s chest.. “You’ll always be so beautiful.”
“Yeah,” Finn agreed. “You both-” His breath hitched, and he smiled. “I’m gonna love you for the rest of our lives. And I will love everything about you, always, no matter what. Okay?”
Leo nodded. He felt more settled with the heat of them against him. “Okay.” He kissed Finn softly, then Logan. “I love you,” he mumbled against Logan’s mouth.
“Je t’aime,” Logan sighed. Leo wrapped an arm around his waist to feel his skin. “Mm, you’re cold.”
Leo smiled. “I always am.”
“Ici.” Logan wiggled himself further in between them to more squarely press himself into Leo’s chest.
Finn scoffed. “Um, excuse me,” he said, leaning down to bite Logan’s shoulder. “This is group cuddle time, not ‘hog Leo’ time.”
“But he’s cold.”
Leo smiled sheepishly over Logan’s head, and Finn narrowed his eyes. “Fine.” He bent to put his mouth by Logan’s ear. “But I’m gonna get you for this Tremblay.”
Leo felt Logan’s grin against his skin. “Yes, please.”
Finn let out a slightly frustrated breath. “We cannot lose track of ourselves here, okay?”
“I didn’t say anything.”
“Uh, yes you did, ten, and it is not helping the situation.”
Leo raised his eyebrows playfully. “What situation?”
Finn looked at him as if it was obvious. “The situation I always find myself in when I see you two naked.”
“Oo,” Leo teased. “Sounds fun.”
“Yes, normally, when I have hours to act on it.” He slapped Logan’s ass. “But we’ve got a party to get to, so chop chop. Unfortunately, clothes must go on.” He took a step back to look them over and let out a heavy breath. “Goddamn. Look at my sexy husbands.”
Leo grinned into Logan’s hair and kissed his head quickly. “Okay. Clothes.”
Logan nodded. “Clothes.”
“Wait!” Finn, for a final time, jumped on the bed with a happy sound. When he was settled again, he kicked his feet excitedly. “Okay, go.”
Leo and Logan just grinned at each other, then pulled on their pants.