FINN
and into the forest i go,
They are both fascinated, it seems; Tobi by watching him and Finn in the act itself. He can't remember the last time he was an active participant in what constitutes as after-sex cuddling, the Spyglass enduring what's asked of him rather than enjoying himself. But it's not the case here, and Finn seems nearly overwhelmed by how easy it is. "Your bark is worse than your bite. I think that might be enough to scare her off."
He's not privy to the thoughts about memos and muzzles, and besides, he's more interested in kissing Tobi at the moment. At least until she murmurs against his lips, Finn drawing back and blushing right up to the tips of his ears. "Oh," he blurts, "I didn't mean to suggest-- I mean, we don't have to if you don't want to..." And really, Tobi ought to have expected this sudden attempt to backtrack.
He's not privy to the thoughts about memos and muzzles, and besides, he's more interested in kissing Tobi at the moment. At least until she murmurs against his lips, Finn drawing back and blushing right up to the tips of his ears. "Oh," he blurts, "I didn't mean to suggest-- I mean, we don't have to if you don't want to..." And really, Tobi ought to have expected this sudden attempt to backtrack.
to lose my mind and find my soul
