i shouldn't allow myself to get this close to you. @doctorforger.
and yet, here they are - nearly chest to chest, albite because finley refused to keep his distance. he was a master at noticing tension, and the way loid had looked at him tonight left fin wanting. finley understood the words escaping the other man's lips, and if loid truly wanted to push him away, to tell him no, than fin wouldn't go against loid's wishes. for now, though, finley curls two fingers into loid's belt, pulling him closer, eyes almost involuntarily glancing down at loid's lips before they flicker back up to meet his gaze. 'then don't,' words are simple, and followed by a knowing smirk that only graces one corner of fin's mouth. he gets close enough to tease a kiss, lips brushing against loid's, but doesn't do it, quite yet. 'maybe you shouldn't, but you want to. don't see why anything else matters,'
