Oh, thank fuck. “I’m so glad to hear that, sweetheart.” Xavier slumped, adrenaline fading and leaving exhaustion in its wake. Those were relieved tears. “I hope you aren’t mad at me for keeping his visit from you.”

Finn grabbed the edge of a blanket and dried his face, then flopped back. It looked like he was lying on his bed, the phone held above his face.

“I’m glad you didn’t tell me. I would have been a wreck. And like you said, it wouldn’t have helped anything.”

Something in Xavier’s chest unknotted. He’d been prepared for Finn to be frustrated with him or maybe even get angry—it wasn’t the first time he’d tried to help his partner and overstepped. It still would have been worth it to save Finn even a few hours of extra stress, but it helped to know that Finn didn’t feel like he’d gone too far.

“Did the doctor explain what happens next?”

Finn spent a few minutes talking him through the remaining tests Mac needed to have, and then the surgery, which sounded a little like something from a horror movie but would have quick results. Mac could be home in just a week or two after some rehab.

“I’m so damn happy for you, little one,” Xavier said, sliding his thumb along the side of the phone case and wishing he could touch Finn, could hold and comfort him. Maybe distract him, too.

Well, he might still be able to do one of those things.

Finn had started rambling about the rest of his day. He told Xavier about Micah and Izzy visiting, and that Micah said they were brothers now. Micah was a sweet kid. Xavier was glad Nick had him and Ryan. The three of them were something special.

“—and Izzy wouldn’t quit teasing me about having ‘five minutes of fame.’ I told him I’d be happy to hand them over if it meant he would shut up about it.”

Xavier laughed. God, it was good to hear energy in Finn’s voice again. He’d been so down the night before.

“Well, I don’t think you’ll need to worry about reporters too much longer. Remy’s been seen with different men the last two nights. They’ll move on quickly that way. Remy dating someone new is much more interesting than Remy who’s making up for lost time.”

Finn smiled and shook his head. “If only they knew. He may not have been out, but from what he told me, he didn’t lose any time.”

“It sounds like you and Remy had a lot to talk about,” Xavier said, half teasing.

Finn made a face. “He talked more than I did. I don’t think there’s many people he can talk to.”

Xavier was getting tired of talking about Remy, but he did have one question. “I seem to remember him giving you some friendly…tips.” Xavier smirked when Finn’s eyes widened and his cheeks went red.

“Ye-yeah.” His tongue darted out, wetting his lips.

Xavier let his voice drop to a low purr. “I didn’t get a good look the other night. How about you show me now.”

“Now?” Finn squeaked. The view on the screen wavered as he rolled to his side and half hid his face in the pillow, peeking out at Xavier with one eye.

“Right now,” Xavier directed, palming his hardening cock through his sweats.

“But—but, Daddy,” Finn whispered. “What if I’m too embarrassed?”

Fuck. Xavier swallowed. Did Finn even know how hard that pushed Xavier’s buttons?

“You’re beautiful, sweet boy. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. Now, strip down for Daddy and let me see you.”

Finn’s breath was coming quicker and his pupils were dilated with arousal. He set the phone down for a moment and all Xavier saw was the white expanse of his ceiling. Fabric rustled in the background, then the phone wobbled, and a moment later Finn’s flushed face filled the screen again.

“Hi,” he breathed with a mixture of excitement and nerves.

“Hi, little one,” Xavier said, smiling. “Are you ready to show me?”

Finn bit his lip but nodded. He tilted the phone, panning down his chest past pink nipples to his flat abdomen. Xavier caught a glimpse of the trimmed hair at the base of his cock before the camera stopped, trembling.

“Keep going, little one,” Xavier said, his voice low and gritty with arousal. “Show Daddy what you did.”

Finn’s chest rose and fell sharply, then he shifted the phone so that his hard cock came into view, the hair around it trimmed short. His sac was silky smooth and Xavier’s mouth watered at the memory of touching him, tasting him.

“Beautiful.” Finn’s fingers crept into view, like he was fighting not to cover himself. Xavier wasn’t going to have any of that. “Will you do something for me?” he asked, determined to give Finn the chance to say no.