blessed are the curious, for they shall have adventures
It might be out of focus, but Tobi will still definitely see the sudden reddening of Finn's cheeks as she calls him out on being good in bed. "Well that is hardly the point," he begins, clearing his throat and shifting so he can nose into her curls (and so she can't see him implode any further). He's just letting his fingers trail along her lower back when the growl hits the air and Finn stiffens, leaning back a bit to try and see if she's alright.
"Does this mean that we don't have to invite them to dinner a second time?" he asks, and though most might consider this a badly timed joke, Finn is deadly serious. "He wants to have me. I don't know how I can explain it, it's... it's like whatever is in here," and on the emphasis he takes Tobi's hand, pressing it against his chest, "It feels like he wants to look at it, and to keep it. Or to crush it. I... I don't think I like it either." Not any more.
"Does this mean that we don't have to invite them to dinner a second time?" he asks, and though most might consider this a badly timed joke, Finn is deadly serious. "He wants to have me. I don't know how I can explain it, it's... it's like whatever is in here," and on the emphasis he takes Tobi's hand, pressing it against his chest, "It feels like he wants to look at it, and to keep it. Or to crush it. I... I don't think I like it either." Not any more.
FINN
