Re: Abigail and Finn
If he were asked, Finn wouldn't realize that was what he was doing, if he were honest. But he liked doing things that brought her to almost a full stop. He smiled when she whispered. "I'm not... What I'm missing there, it doesn't matter anymore. Because I have you, here." God he hoped that didn't sound too clingy.
He snorted softly, his fingers gliding up and down the length of hers, before sliding from between them, to tickle her palm. "Oh you're right, it is pretty hot when it's dangerous."