FINN
Regrettably, Finn has already started to fixate on the entire experiment, but that isn't necessarily a negative thing. Only that it might not be what Tobi might want right now. Already he's considering rising to his feet and going to fetch his guitar to try out her ideas, nodding gently both to show that he's listening and also to confirm his agreement. Luckily, before he can ruin everything with his need to know, she's sidling into his lap.
The warmth and physical touch is the exact panacea to his obsessive nature, Finn blinking himself back to the present and smiling up at her, easy and boyish and grateful as his arms slip back around Tobi's waist. "Well, perhaps not always," he says, tilting his head back to kiss the corner of her mouth. "I recall times when you are quite impatient with me." She knows exactly which times. Usually it's when he's got his head buried between her thighs.
The warmth and physical touch is the exact panacea to his obsessive nature, Finn blinking himself back to the present and smiling up at her, easy and boyish and grateful as his arms slip back around Tobi's waist. "Well, perhaps not always," he says, tilting his head back to kiss the corner of her mouth. "I recall times when you are quite impatient with me." She knows exactly which times. Usually it's when he's got his head buried between her thighs.
