hopeless wanderer

Tobi

She has seen all of this before, and more, in fact. But it's with eyes uninterested in healing him that she sees him with now. She's never known this man before, having only seen snippets of him the past few weeks that they've spent more time together. But now October is hungry to know him, and for him to know her and though she has no intention of rushing anything, gods if her mind is already jumping ahead.

The pressure against her bra—an entirely plain and practical thing because Milligan made sure Tobi had no time to change into something else—has the doctor leaning into the touch, her lips momentarily ceasing their kissing that she might close her lips around the way her breath suddenly wants to shiver out his name over and over again.

Around his waist, her legs tighten and then loosen. Arching up into his touch means she's unable to keep herself pressed into her lap the way she certainly wants to be, and it's with a wonderfully frustrated huff of air that she abandons kissing his shoulder in lieu of his lips once again. Reaching for the hand of his not pressed against her breast, she tries to guide it to the back of her bra that he might undo it. She could of course, but her fingers are much more interested in finding their way back into his curls despite how much she wants to feel more of her skin against his.

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