[Terry nods, slowing to a stop and pulling his fingers out. He puts his palm on Finnick's hip, thumb brushing circles lightly over his skin while he waits for Finnick to cool off a little-- it seems like a fair assumption he was pretty close. He glances around just to spot where the condoms are and pulls one open, not at all hasty but still he is opening the pack with his teeth and putting the thing on one-handed.]
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