October
when the night falls on you
& you don't know what to do
& you don't know what to do
Shirtless, Tobi's nipples on Finn's skin foreshadow where next her kisses are likely to land, though as the ex-spyglass has surely surmised, the doctor is in absolutely no hurry. Finn's moan will find its twin in a kiss made sloppy by Tobi's smile, as her lips brush against the pathway of dark hair below his belly button where the scent of his skin no longer carries remnants of snowflakes.
Lazily Tobi's fingers follow, flowing down Finn's torso before overtaking her mouth and finding their way against his thighs. It would be much more difficult for Finn to endure her glacial pace if he wasn't able to tense and bunch in response to her ministrations, and so just as she had before, the doctor began to try and force the stiffness out of his legs (if that stiffness went elsewhere? why, then she'd have to deal with it as well).
Lazily Tobi's fingers follow, flowing down Finn's torso before overtaking her mouth and finding their way against his thighs. It would be much more difficult for Finn to endure her glacial pace if he wasn't able to tense and bunch in response to her ministrations, and so just as she had before, the doctor began to try and force the stiffness out of his legs (if that stiffness went elsewhere? why, then she'd have to deal with it as well).
nothing you confess
could make me love you less
could make me love you less
