blessed are the curious, for they shall have adventures
"You have nothing to apologise for," Finn begins, holding up a hand as if to stop her in her tracks. It's too late, of course, and he finds himself sitting cross-legged and feeling increasingly wound up about how not easy this feels compared to this morning. It's a situation that, surprise surprise, does not improve when he finds her arching back over the wheel in front of him. Swallowing hard, the Spyglass isn't sure where to look, especially given what the position is doing for Tobi no matter how baggy her scrubs are.
Indeed, by the time Tobi sits back up, Finn is rubbing at the back of his neck and staring hard at the edge of the rug, nodding silently and reaching out to accept the wheel. "And if my spine should simply snap?" he asks, trying to follow her lead and position the wheel against his lower back with his knees together. Difficult, when all he can think about is the curve of Tobi's breasts against the fabric of her scrubs, and that would likely explain why Finn is completely undisciplined with it.
He follows Tobi's example, of course, except the Spyglass does nothing to relax his muscles, and honestly? It just hurts more, and his silence speaks volumes.
Indeed, by the time Tobi sits back up, Finn is rubbing at the back of his neck and staring hard at the edge of the rug, nodding silently and reaching out to accept the wheel. "And if my spine should simply snap?" he asks, trying to follow her lead and position the wheel against his lower back with his knees together. Difficult, when all he can think about is the curve of Tobi's breasts against the fabric of her scrubs, and that would likely explain why Finn is completely undisciplined with it.
He follows Tobi's example, of course, except the Spyglass does nothing to relax his muscles, and honestly? It just hurts more, and his silence speaks volumes.
FINN
