FINN
and into the forest i go,
Finn knows what feels good to him now, and it's having Tobi in his lap, moaning into his curls and letting soft and gentle hands ghost down his back and across his shoulder blades. It feels so good, in fact, that he nearly topples forward and off the bed when she suddenly disentangles herself from him, leaving the Spyglass flushed and confused and wondering what he has done wrong. "No repeats of... oh. Oh," he says suddenly, even if his lips are both tingling and also a little numb (at least that's how it feels).
And Finn absolutely understands what Tobi needs to do and why, and so as she leaves to make sure there are no other little Everests on the way, he spends the time trying to adjust himself so it doesn't feel as though there's no blood flowing to his lower half. A difficult thing when the opposite is true, and by the time she returns he's still as flushed and flustered as ever, but one thing he isn't is critical of the woman moving towards him.
Tobi is as beautiful now as she was the first time they had done this a year before, and as he leans up to catch her lips in another kiss, he hopes that much is clear. "Like this," he finds himself saying, gently taking her hands so he can guide them over his body; still slowly, but with much more pressure, more intention behind it, until Finn ends up slumping back on the bed, drawing Tobi over him so he can have his turn touching her.
And Finn absolutely understands what Tobi needs to do and why, and so as she leaves to make sure there are no other little Everests on the way, he spends the time trying to adjust himself so it doesn't feel as though there's no blood flowing to his lower half. A difficult thing when the opposite is true, and by the time she returns he's still as flushed and flustered as ever, but one thing he isn't is critical of the woman moving towards him.
Tobi is as beautiful now as she was the first time they had done this a year before, and as he leans up to catch her lips in another kiss, he hopes that much is clear. "Like this," he finds himself saying, gently taking her hands so he can guide them over his body; still slowly, but with much more pressure, more intention behind it, until Finn ends up slumping back on the bed, drawing Tobi over him so he can have his turn touching her.
to lose my mind and find my soul
