finn
it always feels more quiet in the dark
It isn't very often at all that Finn is the one who thinks that his intentions ought to be obvious by the everything in the room, and so it takes a moment after Tobi's question hits the air where he's glancing between the bed, the list and back to her, trying to decide if it's rhetorical. Or did she mean something else by massage? Oh gods, what if he's gotten this all wrong?
"Well," he says slowly, fussing with the sleeves he's rolled up his forearms, "it has been some time since I have done this, but I think I remember how." Because of course his services as part of one of the boys at Mother Molly's included sensual, intimate massage. The difference now, of course, being that he's doing it willingly, and for someone he loves and is attracted to.
"If you take off the robe and lay down on the bed, I can start. If - if that's what you want to do?" Who doesn't love a bit of uncertainty to ruin the mood?
"Well," he says slowly, fussing with the sleeves he's rolled up his forearms, "it has been some time since I have done this, but I think I remember how." Because of course his services as part of one of the boys at Mother Molly's included sensual, intimate massage. The difference now, of course, being that he's doing it willingly, and for someone he loves and is attracted to.
"If you take off the robe and lay down on the bed, I can start. If - if that's what you want to do?" Who doesn't love a bit of uncertainty to ruin the mood?
it always feels so stark
