blessed are the curious, for they shall have adventures
She's right when she says no one, because not even Finn realises how he might look to others now; he certainly doesn't realise how he looks to Tobi. And he doesn't really care, honestly, as her legs wrap around him and she fits so effortlessly in his lap. Now he's gasping as well, one of his hands splayed across her lower back, the other teasing up the length of her spine so he can carefully take her hair out of its ponytail.
"In some ways yes," he admits, a wry smile creeping across his lips, lips that still brush gently against hers when he speaks. "In other ways not so much." Tobi isn't stupid. And she's a doctor. So he doesn't expect that either of them have to imagine what way that might be, and he shifts a little on the floor. Touch starved as Finn is, his body doesn't care about his insecurities, and it definitely likes Tobi.
"In some ways yes," he admits, a wry smile creeping across his lips, lips that still brush gently against hers when he speaks. "In other ways not so much." Tobi isn't stupid. And she's a doctor. So he doesn't expect that either of them have to imagine what way that might be, and he shifts a little on the floor. Touch starved as Finn is, his body doesn't care about his insecurities, and it definitely likes Tobi.
FINN
