finn
it always feels more quiet in the dark
Her kiss does a lot and then some to prevent the inevitable implosion of his thoughts, Finn releasing a long, soft sigh and letting his shoulders relax. Smiling back at her, he nods and steps back to give her room to undress. "Do not thank me yet," he says, a rogue dimple appearing on one of his cheeks with his smirk. "It might still be terrible."
Still, even if his hands aren't as mAgICaL as they used to be on the massage front, he's sure they can salvage the situation if the way Tobi chooses to slip out of her robe is anything to go by. Feeling his cheeks heat up and his collar feel a little tighter than it ought to, he almost averts his eyes before reminding himself he doesn't need to, watching as she sidles onto the bed.
"Like that," he confirms with a gentle nod. "If you need to move anything to be more comfortable, go ahead. But if not, you just need to close your eyes." Granted, a lot of his previous clients didn't do that, and they were also a lot more gropy and he was wearing silks instead of a shirt, but hey, that's why this is good and that was not.
Regardless, once Tobi is settled, she'll hear Finn pottering about for a few moments, before hands made hot and slick by citrus scented oil come gliding over her upper back in firm, sensual strokes; his thumbs press and roll along her shoulder blades, seeking out knots and teasing them into submission. "Is this alright? I'm not hurting you?"
Still, even if his hands aren't as mAgICaL as they used to be on the massage front, he's sure they can salvage the situation if the way Tobi chooses to slip out of her robe is anything to go by. Feeling his cheeks heat up and his collar feel a little tighter than it ought to, he almost averts his eyes before reminding himself he doesn't need to, watching as she sidles onto the bed.
"Like that," he confirms with a gentle nod. "If you need to move anything to be more comfortable, go ahead. But if not, you just need to close your eyes." Granted, a lot of his previous clients didn't do that, and they were also a lot more gropy and he was wearing silks instead of a shirt, but hey, that's why this is good and that was not.
Regardless, once Tobi is settled, she'll hear Finn pottering about for a few moments, before hands made hot and slick by citrus scented oil come gliding over her upper back in firm, sensual strokes; his thumbs press and roll along her shoulder blades, seeking out knots and teasing them into submission. "Is this alright? I'm not hurting you?"
it always feels so stark
