awareness is the enemy of sanity
"Size isn't everything, or so I have been led to believe," Finn says. Did a small amount of ex-prostitute sass just slip out? Maybe. Either way, before he knows it he's becoming a human bridge for the woman he loves, and let no one in the Order think that Finn is unable to be flexible if he has to be. (Not literally, though, he makes a basic bridge at best). "Not especially," he responds to whether he's ready, not that it prevents Tobi from going ahead.
And her moaning is enough to flush his cheeks red, Finn clearing his throat and trying to ignore the weight and heat of her draped against him. "I am glad to be of service," he manages, his arms still braced against the carpet. Tilting his head back a bit as if he might be able to see her face (he can't), he does seem very worried that she really will stay there forever. "Am I meant to do anything else?" he asks.
And her moaning is enough to flush his cheeks red, Finn clearing his throat and trying to ignore the weight and heat of her draped against him. "I am glad to be of service," he manages, his arms still braced against the carpet. Tilting his head back a bit as if he might be able to see her face (he can't), he does seem very worried that she really will stay there forever. "Am I meant to do anything else?" he asks.
for once you hear the screaming
it never stops
FINN
