hopeless wanderer

blessed are the curious, for they shall have adventures

Gods, but Finn wants to just enjoy it, except if he does that too much it will be over before it has even begun, and it's as much a torture as it is a relief when Tobi straightens up. His cock twitches, his hips rising just a little as if to chase after the sensation, but then there's just the doctor sitting over him, her fingers moving to strip the rest of her scrubs off. Of all the things he expects next, Tobi's sudden nervousness isn't one of them, and the Spyglass's expression melts into something that is both exquisitely frustrated and boyishly confused.

"You are beautiful," he tells her quietly, because it sounds a lot better than you could have shaved my initials there for all I give a damn, and he manages a lopsided smile. "I just want to be closer to you." An echo of all she has said before - though there's something else, too, and since they're baring all (literally), Finn steels himself against the blush that reddens his cheeks.

"It has been... a while, for me." Yeah, and the rest. "I don't... I mean, I can't promise that I'll..." She knows, he's sure. They both know.

FINN

Tobi

His compliment only makes her blush more. It's one thing to know that you're conventionally attractive thanks to high metabolism and shiny hair; it's another thing entirely to hear Finn say it. It has her flushing from her ears to between her thighs, nodding with an impulsive sort of urgency that yes, she wants to be closer too.

'I don't care.' Tobi says with sudden conviction, shaking her head as she lets herself fall back to him. It could take three seconds and she could not even finish for all she cared in that moment, wanting only to feel him inside of her. To be pressed against him in every way that she could be. Her knees slide up the carpet to position her hips back over his as her lips silently plead against his for more.

Lowering herself against him, feeling the head of his cock against her, has Tobi panting against Finn's lips. Though it might be deliriously pleasurable to tease themselves by remaining in this moment of tension, there is no part of October that is willing or able to play games just know. Driving her hips down all the way, it's Finn's name moaned against the Spyglass's lips that Milligan will likely hear from the hall. "Finn," It's said with relief and breathless delight as her hips rise and fall over him again.

Don't make it bad
take a sad song and make it b e t t e r

Code taken from Sky who is utter perfection

blessed are the curious, for they shall have adventures

She doesn't care and Finn finds himself believing her, which is perhaps the most difficult thing for him to get his head around so far (his thinking head, thank you very much). But ultimately that is the thing that drives him wild for Tobi, now and in all the moments leading up to this. There is no punishment for being himself, as broken or as quirky as he might be. Tobi accepts him - wants him, even - but not at a cost to himself. And so as she sweeps back up the length of his body, he's already leaning up for a kiss that morphs into a needy moan to feel himself pressed against her, almost but not quite there.

Tobi doesn't waste any time, however, and Finn is buried to the hilt inside her without warning. His mind blanks out for a second or two, and it's just raw pleasure and the feel of her all around him. If he'd had the sense to speak maybe he would be moaning her name as well, but it's all Finn can do to pant against the side of her neck, his arms winding almost possessively around her. Perhaps it's not such a surprise that the Spyglass is happy for her to take the lead, but the way his hands cup her ass suggests that he would be equally as comfortable to flip their positions.

FINN

Tobi

Belatedly, Tobi's mind realizing there are things she might do to make this better twines one of her arms around his neck as her hips roll with an increasing adamant rhythm. Never one for fuck mes or oh you like that?s (to the surprise of no one), still Tobi has to remind herself that they are in fact in her office. She wants to scream and laugh his name all at the same time, but instead, Tobi presses her lips against the top of his shoulder, drowning in the feeling of him. Lost in the moment the doctor is only tangentially aware of Finn's arms around her, or how his hand is able to nearly cup the entire side of her ass in one palm.

"Finn—" It's all she can think to say given that he's the only thing in her mind, and if she's self-conscious about all those he's been with before, she hasn't the presence of mind to worry about it right now.

'Is this what you want?' She does manage, knowing that the newness of this combined with a lack of regular sex for them both was going to have this over quickly. 'How you want to finish?'

Don't make it bad
take a sad song and make it b e t t e r

Code taken from Sky who is utter perfection

blessed are the curious, for they shall have adventures

Gods, if his mind weren't so utterly scattered to the wind, he might be marginally embarrassed at how quickly Tobi is drawing him towards a climax. But her arm winds around him, her hips rolling at a relentless pace that feels a lot slower than it probably is, and Finn moans a note of pleasure against the side of her neck, the sound muffled by coincidence rather than an awareness of their location. With cheeks flushed and a pressure already creeping up the back of his legs and through the base of his spine, he barely registers her question.

And when he does, there's precious little time for him to decide. But decide Finn does, and his grip around her tightens that he might roll them over, blanketing himself over Tobi. There isn't much purchase to gain against a rug of all things, but it doesn't prevent the Spyglass from hitching one of her legs up and over his shoulders. Finn acts purely on instinct, on what feels good for him and what he knows will most likely feel good for others, his hips driving forward in a pounding rhythm. "Gods, Tobi," he groans; it's about as much of an answer he can give her.

FINN

Tobi

He's over top of her once the world stops spinning, and had Tobi any inclination that this was to end in the most basic of all positions, she's about to find out she's wrong. Whether it's because she told him earlier that stretching was one of the few things she did, her flexibility all but implied, she's still surprised as he readjusts her so easily. There's no time for her mind to linger on it though, for as he begins moving in her again, it's as if each thrust sends all the air from her lungs.

Arching up and against him, her toe pointed toward the ceiling as one of her hands clutches desperately for his lower back, Tobi tries to lean forward to kiss him, but can't quite bridge the gap. Her knee knocks against her own shoulder, preventing the kiss she so badly craves making her all the more desperate for the feel of him everywhere else. So instead she simply gazes up at him, lips parted around unarticulated pleas and moans of encouragement while the leg not over his shoulder hooks his lower back to spur him on.

Don't make it bad
take a sad song and make it b e t t e r

Code taken from Sky who is utter perfection

blessed are the curious, for they shall have adventures

There's something fae and wild in Finn's expression, like Tobi is an itch that he can't quite scratch, but the moans she serenades towards the ceiling and the clutch of her hands around him are altogether too much on their own, let alone the feel of the rest of her. Finn bucks into her deep and fast, lost to the moment, and when he cums he cums hard. Sweat is beading along the top of his back, his muscles held tense as stars dance behind his eyes, and with a moan that might possibly be her name, Finn finally finds release inside her.

In the moments following - not silent, but it feels that way - the Spyglass can do little more than try and fail to catch his breath. He does (very carefully) ease Tobi's leg away from his shoulder, but there's nothing about him that suggests an inclination towards leaving this moment of bliss and comfort behind. Indeed, with a sigh that seems to drag every ounce of tension away from his shoulders, he rests his head against her shoulder and closes his eyes. "It feels unfair for that to have ended so soon."

FINN

Tobi

He is larger than her in every way, and while normally it's a quality of him that she quite likes, just now Tobi hates the way she can't simply wrap herself around him. Long-limbed though she is, there's too much of him and not enough of her for the closeness she craves. The feel of his pulse and the places where they're intertwined that have started to bead with sweat are a welcome distraction, and though Tobi is quite sure based on Finn's pace and the moans that punctuate his breathing, that he's going to finish before she's able to, the tangle of him all around her is already much more release than she'd expected to get. The doctor had dared to hope that when the Spyglass returned to her office she might find his lips against hers. Never though, in the brief moments of peace that Milligan left her, did Tobi think they'd get so far so fast.

As her leg is released from Finn's shoulder (Tobi immediately wraps it around his lower half), the doctor chuckles breathlessly. Her hands press against the muscles of his back before twining in his hair, wanting to hold him against her as long as she possibly can. "And here I thought that it felt good.' Tobi murmurs into the side of his neck, her grin audible as one of her hands descends again, running lazily down the canal of his spine and then back again.

Don't make it bad
take a sad song and make it b e t t e r

Code taken from Sky who is utter perfection

blessed are the curious, for they shall have adventures

"Oh, don't get me wrong. It felt good," Finn mumbles against the side of her neck, a soft moan of satisfaction leaving his lips to feel her wrap her legs about him. He wants more, craves more, and the touch of her hands is like a sweet balm against nerves that have been too frayed for too long. Finn closes his eyes, and it's all he can do to hold himself over her, feeling her move against him as they try to collectively catch their breath.

"It felt more than good," he adds, tilting his head into the sensation of her fingers in his curls. "This feels more than good, too. I haven't... it has been a very long time since I was touched, like this." Years, in fact, and every part of him cries out for more of it now. "Are you... I mean, it wasn't too disappointing, was it?"

FINN

Tobi

That he was touched this way before seemed to suggest that once upon a time at least, Finn had known a healthy relationship. Or at least, not one fraught by payment terms and silk around his throat. As interested as Tobi is, despite her normally altruistic nature, she can't quite bring herself to ask about someone else right now. Not when she's so thoroughly entranced and twitterpated by the feeling of his still-racing heart against her.

"I feel like I could stay like this for hours." Tobi agrees, her fingers still wandering through his curls and over his back, not needing to linger over his scars. "Disappointing? No of course not." And truly, she means it, just as she'd said that he was what she wanted, rather than just sex. Punctuating that thought with a kiss against one of his temples, and gods but it felt strange to be able to casually kiss Finn, that didn't mean she'd be averse to things continuing in other ways. 'You could...always help me finish. If you wanted to." She suggests, her tone a touch bashful. Though there was a vibrator in her desk, she was sure that Finn could make do with his hands. If he wanted.

Don't make it bad
take a sad song and make it b e t t e r

Code taken from Sky who is utter perfection

blessed are the curious, for they shall have adventures

"I am certain I could." Stay like this for hours, he means, and the kiss to his temple is so simple, so gentle an act that he finds himself bemused by it. Luckily, by the time he's blinking his eyes open Tobi has brought the subject back around to one that Finn knows very well indeed, even if not in particularly favourable circumstances - sex. And the smile that flickers across his face is enough to dimple just one of his cheeks, such is its crookedness.

"I want to," he murmurs, leaning in for a kiss that is just as gentle and slow as their first, his tongue pressing sweetly against Tobi's. Meanwhile, his hands are up to much more wicked ministrations; Finn carefully shifts onto his side, his fingers dancing along her side and across the curve of her hips before plunging lower still, seeking out the slick heat between her legs.

FINN

Tobi

Let's, Tobi almost says, and gods is she glad that she didn't, because what Finn does next is so much better. Rising up slightly to meet his lips, Tobi sighs gratefully into the newfound familiarity of his kiss. As he shifts she does as well; curling her arm around him now that he's on his side and shifting her legs slightly. It's impossible for her position not to feel too eager, but she'd literally just asked this of him. There was no point in playing coy.

As his fingers begin their work, much as Tobi wants to keep kissing Finn, her mind has already started to blur with static. The back of her head sinks against the rug as she buries her forehead against his arm. The press of her fingertips against his back and the moans that slip from her lips are likely all the encouragement and direction that he'll need, but Tobi isn't averse to providing more structured commentary should she need to.

Again the doctor finds her lips wrapping around his name, wishing that there was an easy way of saying I really really really like you that didn't sound like 2000s pop song entirely childish. But gods she does.

Don't make it bad
take a sad song and make it b e t t e r

Code taken from Sky who is utter perfection

blessed are the curious, for they shall have adventures

She parts from their kiss and so Finn lavishes his attentions against the side of her neck and her collarbones instead, his fingers deft and knowing seemingly exactly where to touch and how. And thus is the advantage of having the past that he does, if ever there was one. His kisses are punctuated with a soft smile as well, to hear her enthusiasm for his work, and his fingers roll against her clit with enough pressure to be relentlessly teasing without being too much altogether.

Eventually - just as her lips are starting to wrap around his name, in fact - his fingers dip lower, one slipping inside her to make gentle come hither motions. "Like this?" he whispers, his lips having trailed kisses up towards the shell of her ear. "Or faster? Or," and how someone like Finn manages such dark mischief in his tone is a conversation for another day, "shall I use my tongue instead?"

FINN

Tobi

It's Tobi's turn now to arc her hips into his touch, loving and hating every moment that he toys the line between not enough and exactly right. Her toes curl into the rug as the muscles of her back and stomach tense with every flutter of his fingers. The whisper of his voice and the warmth of his lips against her ear, has Tobi clinging against him all the more, her lower lip between her teeth as her fingertips continue to clutch and grasp at his shoulder.

Did she want him to use his tongue? On the one hand, of course yes. But Tobi had meant it when she'd said that she could stay tangled with him for hours, and between her thighs was a long way away from where she could feel him at more than one point against her. "-stay-" She all but whimpers against him, her back arching as her eyes flutter open. "-please, stay-"

Don't make it bad
take a sad song and make it b e t t e r

Code taken from Sky who is utter perfection