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Finn was terrible, but so was Fini, if given the chance to be. They were either a match made in heaven or one that should have never came to be because now it was always going to be like a competition between the two of them to see who could get away with the most. Right at the moment, the moon trainee felt as though he definitely had the upper hand, however, and that he was giving own back to the woman who completely deserved it after so many of the stunts she had pulled.

Each small gasp and moan and shiver only served to spur him on, until those approaching footsteps served as a minor distraction, enough that she was able to slip around in his grasp again. Before that he had been able to sneak in a few more kisses along her neck, not particularly wanting to stop now that he had taken it so far.

But then her turning, and his hand slipping against the inside of her thigh instead, and a mouth finding his, one that he pressed against eagerly, the bowels of peaches she was still somehow managing to balance in two hands forgotten for just a moment. He let out just a small sigh when she pulled back, lips curling into their usual smirk.

He was totally going to get what he wanted...though now it was hopefully what she wanted too.

He released his hold around her waist only so that hand could travel up to the back of her head, his fingers working so that they threaded into her hair, hat be damned. He pulled her in for yet another kiss, but let this one be quite a bit more brief then the previous, before he answered.

"Yes, darling, I think a change of scenery would do me just fine." There was a hint of something in his tone, and a spark in his usually so carefully emotionless gaze, a certain need, a hunger for more then just a bit of sweet food, though that was certainly something he was happy to indulge in as well.

Leaning in just one last time, he murmured against her lips, "Lead the way, Sunshine." before letting his hand drop away from the back of her head, effectively freeing her from his confines.

Finn couldn't really tell at the moment if the fact that he could so easily forget they were in fact in the middle of a hallway and not in a more private area was good or bad. When he did remember, however, that knowledge didn't seem to deter him in the slightest. He very much, at this point, just did not give a flying ******** about anything else. Maybe he was finally just letting go, not getting his head too wrapped up in the cons of a relationship, not worrying too much about his inability to emote properly and whether or not his feelings were true or imaginary. There had been such a strong pull to be with this woman that he had bypassed all of his logical thinking to just do so, and while time would tell if that had been an awful idea, for now he would just continue to live in the moment, take it one day at a time, and try not to over think things, just keep it simple.

The little hip bump just as he was about to take a step had him tripping a bit to the side, but he could only grin back at her in response when she glanced back at him over her shoulder, following along with quick strides to bring him back to her side again, noticing the fact that she had just stopped at his which made him wonder if she'd randomly changed her mind about going to hers.

........He'd have been okay with that, honestly. He was actually vaguely worried that she might be some kind of slob and he'd find her room to be a mess, which would ruin the mood completely.

But then she kept going, and he kept pace with her, expecting to be going for a long walk down the corridor when....

...She stopped at room 184. He glanced back down the hallway to his still very much visible doorway then back to hers, one eyebrow rising. Really, Fini? There were literally only two doors between their bedrooms, and had been this entire time?

No wonder she was so quick to get to his room that time he had texted her to come over.

There were faint feelings of amusement mixed with irritation by the time she got her door open to let them both in, and he followed her past the threshold to take in the surroundings. Clean, neat, organized. Much like his own room but different in a few ways that wasn't all that surprising considering she had been here much longer then him and had known a time when portals were working and could be used to go on leave. The bed was eyecatching, but only because it was one of the only splashes of color in the room...and also because it was the bed, which was absolutely the most important piece of furniture he could focus on right at the moment.

And the woman standing in front of it, bending over to put the bowels of peaches on the nightstand. Okay yes she was rather eye catching as well.

Turning slightly, he swung the door shut, smirking to himself as he made a show of having another glance around, "Very cozy." His gaze landed on her once more, predatory as they had been earlier that morning, as he moved towards her, suddenly very intent on getting his hands, and lips, on her once more.

"Color?" he scoffed, reaching up to run fingers through his hair, which now that it was perfectly styled was absolutely okay to mess up a little. It totally added a certain rugged character and charm to do so. "Nothing wrong with color I suppose. Black is a color, right?" He was kidding. Maybe? Okay just a little bit kidding.

But that was already too much chatter about room decorating, as he had much more important matters on his mind. Like the fact that Fini had just sat down on the bed, and he wasn't already there with her, a fact that he would quickly rectify as he moved towards her, pulling off his shirt as he did so and flinging it to the floor.

Somebody meant business.

Leaning down to place his hands on either side of her head, he was quick to catch her lips with his, though it was mostly just as a distraction while he moved himself up onto the bed as well until his knees were on either side of her and he was straddling her lap. His mouth was working hungrily against hers for quite a long moment before he released her with a soft chuckle, then made a grab for the bowel of peaches on the nightstand nearby, the one with the fork in the bowel.

Taking a stab at one of the plump, sugar sweetened and incredibly juicy peaches, he held it in front of her lips with a raised eyebrow, a silent question of whether she would let him feed her while he continued to sit pretty much on top of her.

Her hands sliding along his body had him half tempted to let his own hands wander, wondering if she'd let him undress her, or at the very least, if he could strip her of her shirt as well. It was only fair, right? But he somehow managed to refrain, keeping his hands to either side of her face, fingers curling over the hat thing she was still wearing, until the kiss had come to an end with a light gasp, and a bit of heavy breathing, his heart hammering in his chest. Did they have to stop? They had time for a little more, right? He could just do that again and....

Of course, however, he couldn't go an entire day shirking duties, as much as he might have liked to and as much as he thought the punishment would be completely worth it. Professionalism, he had at least an ounce of it to his name.

So eating the peaches, yes, that was the thing to do. After Fini took the first bite, then decided to add in a tease on top of it, he leaned in as though to kiss her, his tongue flicking out to lick her lips instead, the faintly sweet taste of syrup and peaches dancing along his taste buds. "Hrmmmm, they seem to be adding to your flavor, Sunshine." He murmured, spearing another peach, this time holding it out as though in offering to her before suddenly turning it and popping it into his own mouth instead.

Oh man, that was really good. Nothing could have really prepared him for the explosion of flavor after so many weeks of bland, almost tasteless MRE food. He didn't regret stealing that bite one little bit. In fact, he may have just gone for another one as well.

Finn might stolen two bites, mostly too tease, somewhat because god damn that was ******** delicious oh sweet jesus how he missed actual flavor in his food. What he really wanted, however, was for Fini to get what she deserved. She had won the tournament, after all. This was her food that she was kind enough to share, and when she leaned in for a kiss, his free hand slid up the front of her shirt to curl around to her back, palm pressing between her shoulder blades to force her closer against him, the clasp of her bra enticingly close, so tempting...

She pulled away to lick at her own lips, and he chuckled, letting his hand slide down again, finger tips brushing against the bare skin of her back, while he leaned in for one more, a small, sweet kiss against tongue moistened lips, making it all the sweeter still.

"Congratulations, Sunshine." He murmured, then offered her another kiss that was soft and gentle, while his fingers now began to trace in slow circles along her lower back. There was a warm feeling inside of him, a cheerfulness he hadn't felt in so long, something to help fill in that dark and empty void, if only just a little bit.

He leaned back, if only to stab another peach in offering to her, a small smile tugging on his lips. "I have to leave soon." He said, having kept that bit of information to himself for far too long now, not wanting to ruin the day they'd been having so far.

Yes he could be a sweetheart, and he could be terrible, and he could shift between each easily and smoothly and without second thought. He had to admit to himself, however, that he enjoyed far too much the reactions he got from her, from the small sound breathed into his mouth, to the shiver that ran down her back, to the soft blush on her cheeks and the almost shy smile that curved up her lips. It gave him an almost...exhilarated feeling to add to that cheerfulness, a rare enough occurrence of each on their own let alone combined.

Finn couldn't really help but smirk at the little pout she gave him when he told her that he'd need to leave soon, and he drew his hand out from under her shirt to brush at her bottom lip with his thumb before leaning in for another kiss, hissing against her mouth when her own fingers found a certain piercing, the urge to stay rising by ten fold.

"Mmhmm, yes, fine." He said as he finally pulled away, pushing the bowl towards her while reaching for the other. "But later..." He leaned forward and whispered something in her ear, lips quirking into a smirk as he sat back again, slowly sliding off of her and letting his feet hit the floor so he could eat his fill of peaches while standing, distancing himself from further temptation.

Wow it was tempting to just stay. What would another half an hour hurt, really? But professionalism. No, he wouldn't be late for his afternoon duties, not when he could just meet up with her later, though he already knew he was destined to have her on his mind the rest of the day until they met up again.

He was practically shoveling the peaches into his mouth, not so much savoring the flavor as devouring it in a way that spoke to just how much he missed that burst of sweet and tangy flavor. There was a chance that the richness, that all of that sugar, would make him feel sick if he wasn't careful, but at this point, he found it hard to care when the taste was just so god damn delicious.

Her words brought a brief smile to his lips, though it was then followed by a small frown. He wasn't one to pry into anybodies business, and he certainly wasn't about to ask her what she was off doing, what she needed to take care of that she had been putting off. Still, a chance to tease was a chance to tease, right?

"Ya I bet it'll take quite a while to tell all of your casual Friday men...and maybe women," He gave her a wink, and a wide smile. "That you're now off limits. I can already hear the weeping that will extend far into the night."