[ Jim's not quite... there, afterwards. His eyes are turned somewhere to Finn's general direction, but shapes are a little blurred around the edges, the skin he's touching hot and tingling against his fingertips. He pants heavily for air, then his body slumps, sinking fully to the couch with his head falling back against the seat.
The question draws a breathless laugh from him. He doesn't answer right away, just nods instead. It just takes a few seconds for him to manage a coherent thought, let alone string any words together. ]
Yeah... Very— very okay. [ Grinning, he moves a little groggily, reaching down to Finn's arms to tug him up. ] Get up here. Couch.
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The question draws a breathless laugh from him. He doesn't answer right away, just nods instead. It just takes a few seconds for him to manage a coherent thought, let alone string any words together. ]
Yeah... Very— very okay. [ Grinning, he moves a little groggily, reaching down to Finn's arms to tug him up. ] Get up here. Couch.