October
when the night falls on you
& you don't know what to do
& you don't know what to do
"You could always channel...I bet Frey could make excellent tea." Would it be laced with something? Undoubtedly. Did Tobi care if it meant she could stay curled up at Finn's side? Trickling her fingers across Finn's chest, it takes the doctor a moment to translate the rumblings and vibrations of his voice leaving his skin and understand them as actual words.
"A fire.." Tobi coos, suddenly entranced by the idea of flickering flames, popping coals, and snow falling silently outside their window. "That one, please." If an orgasm hadn't been enough to knock consciousness from Finn's thoughts, perhaps heat and monotony would do it. And if that didn't work, there was always waiting until he was up for a second go. Reluctantly sitting up and trying to ignore the pangs of self-consciousness that came from the way the twist of her body made her body roll and fold in the middle, Tobi reaches for herFinn's her shirt to slip back on over her head.
"A fire.." Tobi coos, suddenly entranced by the idea of flickering flames, popping coals, and snow falling silently outside their window. "That one, please." If an orgasm hadn't been enough to knock consciousness from Finn's thoughts, perhaps heat and monotony would do it. And if that didn't work, there was always waiting until he was up for a second go. Reluctantly sitting up and trying to ignore the pangs of self-consciousness that came from the way the twist of her body made her body roll and fold in the middle, Tobi reaches for her
nothing you confess
could make me love you less
could make me love you less
