Her hands touching him were soothing while also arousing and she would soon notice this when he became pressed against her. He slips his jacket off, untucks his dress shirt to become more comfortable and also yearning to be touched more by her. The fake waves disappear into the background until they couldn't be heard as he was allowing the word to fade away around him and only see and feel her.

"You're so beautiful." he whispers to her, never losing her gaze. He kisses her softly on the lips. "Have I ever told you that I want to marry you?" His silly question ending in an adoring smile.

Their kisses are sweet and passionate only making him want to be one with her. His hand returns to her thigh and slides further up towards her panties to gently touch her. Finnick never loses that concerned side of him when he watches her face to be sure she is comfortable. It wasn't what he wanted to do with her that had him questioning, it was where. They had only been to the Capitol together twice, once she was a tribute and the second time she was a wreck the entire trip. So back again he was worried of all the things that might upset her because this wasn't entirely a safe place However there were moments when he wondered if he needed this more than she did. To reassure him that she was there with him and not leaving. Ever.