Finnick's eyes meet mine as I wake in the bathroom, which is filled with a rotten ass gas assaulting my nose. His cocky, dimpled smirk indicates that the stench is about to intensify.
Finnick is relaxed, in a bathtub filled with steaming soapless water. He closes his eyes as he let's a fart bubble beneath the water, closing his eyes and sighing in relief.
"Ahhhhhhhh! That felt good." Finnick laughed at your reaction to his stinking fart which fills the tiny room with smelly steam.
Finnick's beautiful body is hidden beneath the stinking water, all except his perfectly chizeled pecs.
I say nothing, and that's when he stands up. His beefy torso is hot and all, but nothing compares to the sight of Finnick Odair's beefy ass cheeks glistening with water. I'm so stunned by the sight that my face is enveloped deep within his giant butt before I can even process. I can feel myself sinking to the floor as Finnick's giant glutes weigh me down. He finishes me off with a fart so loud, so strong, so wet and smelly, I nearly pass out a second time.
FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT!!!!!!
Finnick actually bounces his meat cakes on my face, shoving the stench in my nose while crushing it at the same time. When he finally gets up, I see his ass is still wet and shiny. My face must be just as wet, and my eyelids are half closed, making me look peaceful despite my pain.
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