hopeless wanderer

Tobi

Milligan, as I'm sure we've all assumed, is absolutely listening at the door. Does she have a mirror beneath it? A cup pressed against her ear to hear what's being said? Is she hastily waiving away anyone who tries to talk to her and peering through the keyhole that she might get a better idea of what's going on inside?

Tobi's fingers can feel the tension in his thighs, and it makes her smile around him. She presses her fingertips into his muscles, willing him to relax. She isn't going anywhere, and neither is the sensation. Just enjoy it, she would say, were her lips not busy. But of course, Finn isn't the only one already mentally eyeing what else they might do, and so while it makes Tobi shiver and burn to hear him moan, she swirls her tongue around him a final time before sitting up.

Her hands move from his thighs to the incredibly flattering (not) elastic waistband of her pants. "I...haven't had time to..." Blushing furiously, Tobi looks down the length of her stomach. "..I mean, I didn't expect to have sex anytime, and so.." Hygiene wasn't a problem. Landscaping though? Tobi could only imagine what Finn was used to, and suddenly the heat in her belly flashed into a reinvigorated frustration towards Milligan.

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