October
The wine has made Tobi's bones feel a bit lose in her skin, such that Finn's arm around her feels like the most wonderful bit of stability. Humming into the contact and against the Spyglass's neck, Tobi continues to trickle kisses in a haphazard pattern down his jawline and then back up again.
"I know." She giggles softly in agreement, pausing long enough to flutter butterfly kisses lightly against Finn's cheek. "I can't remember the last time I did that." Tobi adds, her fingers stretching out into his hair so that her nails could lightly graze his scalp. Pulling in a breath that's full of heat and want, the doctor nuzzles her lips toward Finn's ear as she presses her torso more fully against him. 'Finn?' She whispers, her lips caressing the shell of his ear, her body both tense and yet pliable where it meets his.
"I know." She giggles softly in agreement, pausing long enough to flutter butterfly kisses lightly against Finn's cheek. "I can't remember the last time I did that." Tobi adds, her fingers stretching out into his hair so that her nails could lightly graze his scalp. Pulling in a breath that's full of heat and want, the doctor nuzzles her lips toward Finn's ear as she presses her torso more fully against him. 'Finn?' She whispers, her lips caressing the shell of his ear, her body both tense and yet pliable where it meets his.
with illusions of someday cast in a golden light
