pick me up and take me like a vitamin, johanna/finnick, r
Johanna tells Finn, smile sharp, fingers deftly twisting the cork out of a bottle of wine, “I don’t feel bad for you because you’re pretty, Princess.” The bar is a long, clean line of mahogany that crosses through his dining room. She leans against it casually, eyes half-lidded. The windows behind her filter the sun in red, sunset leaking into the apartment. Johanna turns her head towards it
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There reaches a point with them, always, when Johanna is teasing teasing teasing all naked and kind of beautiful, and her fingers and her mouth and her body are too much and Finnick’s thoughts haze over. He stops thinking about Annie and all that blood and he can only feel the liquor, only Johanna around him and Johanna underneath him and she is so small. This is that point.
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Johanna tells Finn, smile sharp, fingers deftly twisting the cork out of a bottle of wine, “I don’t feel bad for you because you’re pretty, Princess.” The bar is a long, clean line of mahogany that crosses through his dining room. She leans against it casually, eyes half-lidded. The windows behind her filter the sun in red, sunset leaking into the apartment. Johanna turns her head towards it ( ... )
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GUH. I love this.
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