FINN
and into the forest i go,
Her smile is enough to both cause more fluttering nerves in his stomach and also put the ones already there to rest, and Finn can only offer a small nod in response. Yes or no, he thinks he can do that. His hands are still mapping the topography of her body with a sensual sort of curiosity, as if to simultaneously explore Tobi but also find the things that make her gasp or moan or arch against him. And his head tilts so she might kiss along his jawline, lips parting in a silent moan to feel her all around him.
One might expect Finn to close his eyes at this point, but it's quite the opposite; the Spyglass is drinking in everything about this moment that he can, and as Tobi's fingers press out lines of fire against his thigh, his hips rock up and into the sensation. "Yes," he mumbles, a lopsided smile on his face, and he tries to coax her in closer for another kiss. Yes he likes it, yes he wants her to do it again, and yes, he hopes there's more where it came from.
One might expect Finn to close his eyes at this point, but it's quite the opposite; the Spyglass is drinking in everything about this moment that he can, and as Tobi's fingers press out lines of fire against his thigh, his hips rock up and into the sensation. "Yes," he mumbles, a lopsided smile on his face, and he tries to coax her in closer for another kiss. Yes he likes it, yes he wants her to do it again, and yes, he hopes there's more where it came from.
to lose my mind and find my soul
