Seamus Finnigan (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} openbottle) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg, |
"You say that like grinding's bad," Seamus said, sticking his tongue out a little. A snog and a bit of grinding in a club was the closest he'd come to sex in something like a year. Possibly closer to a year and a half. He just preferred grinding with strangers to be fully clothed, something they weren't always quite so keen on.
He laughed at Ernie's wink - and then more as Ernie twirled him, causing him to practically trip over his feet. Fortunately, Ernie's arms were there to catch him before anything untoward happened. "Couldn't we all," he said. "Susie's hard to pick for. I mean... you know me, not one to meddle." God no, enough of his friends did that already he had no desire to join them. He groaned quietly as Ernie continued, proving himself exactly the type to meddle - though at least he was asking first.
"For Merlin's sake, Ernie. I am not pining over Dean. We're friends, we're both happy with that." He shook his head. "I'm not opposed to finding someone, but you know how well previous attempts have gone..." Badly. Seamus's refusal to sit anyone down and explain his hesitance to get naked, the difficulty he had opening up, meant most people just got fed up and walked away. "I don't know. Maybe I need someone who's been through the same things, but I don't want to risk messing up my friendships."