>>12222487That's a plus to me. When I think of Finana I think of actual sex. Not sexual fantasies but the real act of coitus: the interchanging of fluids, the rubbing together of organs. I think of a girl getting cummed on, I think of a cold room and a dirty floor. Sex is disgusting. Sex is viscous, slippery, and after the passion is gone, unbearably cold. There's nothing pretty about it, or even horrifying, in the end.
Why do you think humans avoid it so much? Why do you think we adorn it and go around it, and when we do get to it we have exaggerate it into the ridiculous? It's boring, banal act. Think of changing a car's oil, and you wouldn't be that far off it. You yourself must wipe your own cum from your hands the way you do anything else, right? Quickly, and thoughtlessly. And yet, people only focus on the window dressing. You see people crying about not getting sex, when what they want is people, which is entirely different.
I like Finana precisely because she deals with sex with all the worthlessness it deserves.
