At least for right now, with them still most sated and lazy, they're both content to be gentle enough to carefully explore each others' bodies. Finn certainly is, his kiss deepening while he moans in answer.
His fingers trail down Poe's spine and stay close to his lower back. Finn still hadn't got up to clean them up but he sees little point if they're just going to get filthy again, anyway.
"Love you," he mutters in a breath, taking a kiss again while his free hand wanders closer to Poe's cock. Maybe, after coming twice, his lover is finally spent...
Poe is pretty easy to please when it comes to having Finn in his bed. He's happy with the softness that's currently between them, the way their hands gently caress each other's bodies with love. Poe is a man that's very sensitive to touch, he favors the times Finn wishes to explore his body and that he's able to do the same. His lover's body is perfection, one that's built strong and beautifully toned.
His own fingers rub a series of patterns along Finn's broad shoulders, often they trail along his neck and shoulder blades. Cleaning up would be pretty pointless right now considering both were in agreement for a second round. Its almost always Poe enjoys a long night of love making.
"Love you too", he hums against Finn's lips as he takes in another kiss, followed by another and another. His own hand gives Finn's hip a squeeze of encouragement.
Finn smiles against him a little, the mood finally lifting a bit, at least for him. He presses some kisses to the side of his neck, nibbling a little when the mood strikes.
"What do you want, love?" he asks quietly, sweetly. "Anything. I'd do anything." And he would. That should probably be a little scarier than it actually is.
But there are options. He could tie him up properly this time. Let Poe fuck him for a change. Get his mouth in different places... Whatever Poe wants, Finn wants it, too.
Finn never complains when it comes to these kind of heated nights, they occur often but never once grow tiring.
His own mood had lightened with the help of Finn's eager kisses and needy touches. He ducks his head to press warm kisses against Finn's solid chest, his tongue flicks out to brush against one of his nipples teasingly.
Poe chuckles softly at Finn's question, his face nuzzles against his neck. He's always flattered by Finn's determination to please him, honored and grateful but this isn't just about himself or getting everything he wants to satisfy him sexually, its about Finn too. This is an equal partnership and Poe never wants Finn to feel dissatisfied, especially when it came to sex.
Poe was just as willing to do anything Finn wanted so that his lover could reach that electrifying peak. He loved watching Finn come unhinged the moment his orgasm embraced him, it was magic watching him come hard.
"I want you any possible way that I can have you."
"You've already got me," he answered back with a smug smile.
Finn rarely thought of his won pleasure. He enjoyed doting on Poe, giving him anything he could ask for and more. And, in return, Poe allowed him to ravish him. But he still didn't really think of himself despite finding his own pleasure, anyway.
And how pleasurable it was.
His breath hitches when he feels Poe's tongue, a little moan leaving him, and then he gets an idea.
"Though... you could take me. Again. If you wanted." They did that sometimes. Not often, but Finn still enjoyed it.
Yes Poe does and he can honestly say that he doesn't deserve a lover like Finn, one that is so set on putting Poe first before himself. It never fails to fall into both men fighting to please and pleasure the other.
Poe had this tendency to shower Finn with every bit of affection he could produce. He wants to feel all of that loneliness Finn once felt with love, mend together that emptiness. He had always been willing to put his own needs aside if that meant Finn felt more wanted.
He begins to nibble and nip at the nipple he's decided to attack, a hand moves downward to grip one of Finn's tight ass cheeks, squeezing hard. He pulls back from his lover to let dark eyes gaze up to peer at Finn's handsome face. His tongue flicks out to lick along his own upper lip, that suggestion already exciting him.
"You sure?", he asks with all seriousness and concern. "I know you were a bit sore for a day or two last time."
But Poe can't argue that he doesn't abosulty adore it when he has Finn on his hands and knees, pounding his lover into bliss.
He remembers. Finn had grumbled and complained but he loved it. He loved the reminder, if nothing else.
"Oh, I'm sure," he answered in a pant against near Poe's ear, hips grinding into his. Besides, out of the two of them, Poe would be able to get hard again first.
Finn pulls away a little then, finding the bottle of lube they discarded a while ago before hovering over his lover. "Please? If you want to. You know I want to give you anything.
Poe remembers too because Finn had whined about it all week, even threaten Poe with no sex for a full week but that had only lasted a night. Poe knew how much Finn had enjoyed it, he was fast to show him come later.
Poe near groans at Finn's certainty. Poe favors when his cock is buried deep within the tightness of his soulmate's ass. The cries and noises Finn make while being grinded into the mattress are pleasurable on their own.
He gives Finn's ass cheek a good slap. Game on.
"You give me enough, sweetheart. You always do", he promises with a kiss to Finn's chin. "You swear you'll say something if it becomes too much?"
He studies his lover for a good moment. Finn wouldn't give him his word if he honestly didn't mean it.
Finn already knows just how much Poe enjoys it when it does become too much. It never fails that Poe gets lost in his lust, his desire and showers it all upon his lover.
He hums softly against Finn's lips, a hand cupping his cheek affectionately. "You spoil me."
"I know," Finn says with a quirked grin, kissing his lover deeply again before laying back in bed. Then decides against it and rolls over on his stomach.
"You deserve to be spoiled," he says with a sigh, getting comfortable. Then, an eyebrow raises as he smiles back to Poe. "Feel free to ravish me."
He brings his palm across those pert ass cheeks once Finn settles himself along his stomach. His lover makes such a beautiful picture like this, ready to be claimed in the most roughest of ways.
His hands palm at Finn's cheeks, massages them within his hands with a soft smirk.
"You're one to talk", he argues. He spoils his love as much as possible, without worry or regret. His cock near twitches at Finn's offer, he has to bite back a moan of eagerness.
Poe tips his head to press kisses along Finn's spine, he takes his time while calloused hands move to smooth over his love's well defined body. He wants to savour in this moment as he does any with Finn.
"You're so gorgeous." And Poe would most likely be reminding Finn of that all night, along with saying I love you. He smiles himself, Finn loved him back. He had said it himself.
It still made Poe's head spin.
The fact that Finn was his, wanted to be his still stunned him and sometimes it felt far to good to be true. He doesn't keep Finn waiting any longer, his fingers now coated with lube. He's gentle when he presses in the first finger, he wants to see how much Finn can handle at first.
Finn rolls his shoulders in pleasure with a pleased smile as Poe starts kissing down his back. Then, not long later, he feels the press of fingers. His entire body shivers, his hips arching up into the touch.
"You feels so good," he sighs, eyes fluttering closed. Poe's being gentle but- "I can handle it."
"You feel good", he tosses back. Finn always felt and tasted phenomenal, it's intoxicating. Poe can't remember the last time a partner has made him feel so complete, no other lover had. Not like Finn.
He smiles at Finn's confidence knowing that his sweet lover wasn't wrong. He moans softly as he pushes his fingers within Finn a little harder, faster.
"Yours," he pants out, breathing in time with the motions, his hips moving to match.
They don't do this too often, with Finn on the bottom, but he loves it every time. Craves it even, especially once they start, he feels insatiable. Having Poe inside him is like nothing else. With this fingers already working, he can imagine it far too clearly, making himself moan with the memory.
He arches into it, biting his lip. "I love you. Feel so good."
Finn can blame it on Poe's possessiveness that causes him to plow his fingers hungrily within him. He wants to hit those delicate spots, make Finn cry and beg for him.
Its such a beautiful sound, a pleasing one.
He saviours when Finn falls into these moods, when his lover wishes for him to take him and lay his claim proudly. They don't happen often enough it seems and Poe loves having himself buried deep inside the love of his life. He adores how tight and percect Finn always feels around his length. Frisk and the way he moans, how his body moves so perfectly with Poe's own while Poe pounds him into the mattress with deep groans.
Kriff he couldn't wait to spill himself into Finn's perfect, pert ass. Bite down on his shoulder as he came fast and hard, Finn had that power over him.
And each time Finn mutters those three little words his heart flutters uncontrollably and that crooked grin forms on his lips. He twists his hand and presses his fingers deeper into Finn's tight hole, pumps a little quicker.
Finn knows Poe's possessive nature well. Even though he thinks that he should find it a little problematic at the least, he loves it. He loves teasing Poe as if he were innocent about the whole, showing harmless affection elsewhere and riling up his lover for a lust-filled night.
That's not what happened this time, but Finn can feel it on the edges. It makes his heart pound, his cock throb, and when Poe finds that spot inside him, makes him moan and writhe.
"Yes-" He pushes back against him, shivering. "Please, I need you. I'm yours, baby. Please."
His possessive spirit is hard to tame when it comes to Finn, most of the time Poe doesn't want to control it and it only seems to intrigue Finn that much more. Maybe they should talk about it in the future? Poe encourages the teasing and they both know he can't deny how much he adores being riled up no matter how frustrated it leaves him before the finale act.
"You're so kriffing gorgeous when you beg for me like that, sweetheart." That's what makes his own cock throb and beg for any kind of attention. Soon.
He reaches behind him to snatch his scarf that's near by, with a little grin he ties it around his love's eyes.
"Ready for me, handsome?" He breath hot against Finn's ear.
Oh, he hadn't expected that. The shiver that goes down his spine and rocks through his whole body shows that Finn is definitely not complaining. He moans as the blindfold is cinched tight, shivering again when he feels Poe's breath on his ear.
Oh, yes.
"Always." He comes out as a breathy pant, suddenly desperate. "Poe, please-"
He takes pleasure in catching his lover off guard and a little innocent blind folding never hurt anyone, Poe favors it himself. His hands squeeze at Finn's hips as he shifts to press more heated kisses against his shoulders.
"All mine." Especially for the taking and loving unconditionally.
He drops a hand to wrap around his own cock in which he guides to nudge himself inside Finn's tight entrance. With a few swift thrusts he's soon sheltered deep and tight within his love.
He gives Finn another moment to adjust and feel him fully buried.
When Poe starts to press against him, Finn presses back, trying to get more faster, trying to stop the teasing and get on with this. But it was a test of boundaries, honestly, and Poe doesn't necessarily give in as much as he goes at his own pace.
Finn moans a few times, getting more desperate at every thrust until Poe's finally deep inside him. It's all he can focus on with this blindfold. Just Poe and how good he feels, leaving so much trust in his hands and Finn loving every second.
"Yours," he pants out once, quietly, not sure whose benefit he said it for. Then, after a moment, before he's really ready, he starts rocking into him again. "Poe..."
Poe wanted to take his time, he wanted to lavish in the sensation of Finn tight and hot around his dick, he wanted to drown in the feeling of being fully submerged in his love's perfect ass. The speed and roughness would come soon enough, when Poe couldn't control that urge to wreck his boyfriend beneath him.
He appricated when Finn grew impatient, demanding and eager.
The blindfold acts as a nice touch and it seems to have added to the experience, the tension with the way Finn is already rocking himself back against him hungrily. Perfect.
The way Finn agrees that he's all Poe's only sparks that passion, that love in which has imprinted itself on Poe's heart. It leaves every ounce of him burning as though a fire had been ignited from deep with his very being. It leaves him yearning to claim Finn in every way possible.
Was that too much?
He reaches a hand around to grip Finn's chin, his other hand stays along his love's hip while he rolls his hips against Finn slowly, pushing deep. Again the speed and force will come soon enough. Lips part to take his sweet love's ear between his teeth, he sucks ruthlessly and the hand along his chin stays but his thumb smooths out to glide along Finn's lower lip.
Another slow buck but this time that hand along Finn's hip gives a firm tug that jolts Poe to drive in harder and deeper. With a rather possessive growl mixed moan, he drags his fingers down Finn's throat.
Finn opens his mouth as soon as Poe touches his lips, not sure what his lover plans to do but so very eager to find out. When he thrusts harder into him, moving Finn with him, he gasps high and needy, hands fisting into the sheets.
"Fuck..." His head tilts back, baring his throat for Poe. He wants more and, hopefully, he knows how to get it. "Baby, please. I'm yours. I need you." At the same time, he likes it when Poe takes his time with him, ignores his pleas for more or faster or harder and does whatever he wants.
He whines, arching, trying to push back against him again and hoping the grip on his hips stops him.
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His fingers trail down Poe's spine and stay close to his lower back. Finn still hadn't got up to clean them up but he sees little point if they're just going to get filthy again, anyway.
"Love you," he mutters in a breath, taking a kiss again while his free hand wanders closer to Poe's cock. Maybe, after coming twice, his lover is finally spent...
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His own fingers rub a series of patterns along Finn's broad shoulders, often they trail along his neck and shoulder blades. Cleaning up would be pretty pointless right now considering both were in agreement for a second round. Its almost always Poe enjoys a long night of love making.
"Love you too", he hums against Finn's lips as he takes in another kiss, followed by another and another. His own hand gives Finn's hip a squeeze of encouragement.
Finn is in for a long night.
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He's not complaining.
Finn smiles against him a little, the mood finally lifting a bit, at least for him. He presses some kisses to the side of his neck, nibbling a little when the mood strikes.
"What do you want, love?" he asks quietly, sweetly. "Anything. I'd do anything." And he would. That should probably be a little scarier than it actually is.
But there are options. He could tie him up properly this time. Let Poe fuck him for a change. Get his mouth in different places... Whatever Poe wants, Finn wants it, too.
These two fools are a damn mess. I love it 💕
Finn never complains when it comes to these kind of heated nights, they occur often but never once grow tiring.
His own mood had lightened with the help of Finn's eager kisses and needy touches. He ducks his head to press warm kisses against Finn's solid chest, his tongue flicks out to brush against one of his nipples teasingly.
Poe chuckles softly at Finn's question, his face nuzzles against his neck. He's always flattered by Finn's determination to please him, honored and grateful but this isn't just about himself or getting everything he wants to satisfy him sexually, its about Finn too. This is an equal partnership and Poe never wants Finn to feel dissatisfied, especially when it came to sex.
Poe was just as willing to do anything Finn wanted so that his lover could reach that electrifying peak. He loved watching Finn come unhinged the moment his orgasm embraced him, it was magic watching him come hard.
"I want you any possible way that I can have you."
they're precious!!!!!
Finn rarely thought of his won pleasure. He enjoyed doting on Poe, giving him anything he could ask for and more. And, in return, Poe allowed him to ravish him. But he still didn't really think of himself despite finding his own pleasure, anyway.
And how pleasurable it was.
His breath hitches when he feels Poe's tongue, a little moan leaving him, and then he gets an idea.
"Though... you could take me. Again. If you wanted." They did that sometimes. Not often, but Finn still enjoyed it.
Yes they are!
Poe had this tendency to shower Finn with every bit of affection he could produce. He wants to feel all of that loneliness Finn once felt with love, mend together that emptiness. He had always been willing to put his own needs aside if that meant Finn felt more wanted.
He begins to nibble and nip at the nipple he's decided to attack, a hand moves downward to grip one of Finn's tight ass cheeks, squeezing hard. He pulls back from his lover to let dark eyes gaze up to peer at Finn's handsome face. His tongue flicks out to lick along his own upper lip, that suggestion already exciting him.
"You sure?", he asks with all seriousness and concern. "I know you were a bit sore for a day or two last time."
But Poe can't argue that he doesn't abosulty adore it when he has Finn on his hands and knees, pounding his lover into bliss.
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"Oh, I'm sure," he answered in a pant against near Poe's ear, hips grinding into his. Besides, out of the two of them, Poe would be able to get hard again first.
Finn pulls away a little then, finding the bottle of lube they discarded a while ago before hovering over his lover. "Please? If you want to. You know I want to give you anything.
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Poe near groans at Finn's certainty. Poe favors when his cock is buried deep within the tightness of his soulmate's ass. The cries and noises Finn make while being grinded into the mattress are pleasurable on their own.
He gives Finn's ass cheek a good slap. Game on.
"You give me enough, sweetheart. You always do", he promises with a kiss to Finn's chin. "You swear you'll say something if it becomes too much?"
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At the same time, he likes it when it's too much. Poe's always so good to him when they do this.
Finn catches his lips in a kiss, putting the bottle into Poe's hands. "And you know I always want to give you more."
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Finn already knows just how much Poe enjoys it when it does become too much. It never fails that Poe gets lost in his lust, his desire and showers it all upon his lover.
He hums softly against Finn's lips, a hand cupping his cheek affectionately. "You spoil me."
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"You deserve to be spoiled," he says with a sigh, getting comfortable. Then, an eyebrow raises as he smiles back to Poe. "Feel free to ravish me."
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His hands palm at Finn's cheeks, massages them within his hands with a soft smirk.
"You're one to talk", he argues. He spoils his love as much as possible, without worry or regret. His cock near twitches at Finn's offer, he has to bite back a moan of eagerness.
"Plan on it, sweetheart."
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"I'm yours, love."
He still can't get over the fact that they've finally spoken their feelings. He smiles about it again.
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"You're so gorgeous." And Poe would most likely be reminding Finn of that all night, along with saying I love you. He smiles himself, Finn loved him back. He had said it himself.
It still made Poe's head spin.
The fact that Finn was his, wanted to be his still stunned him and sometimes it felt far to good to be true. He doesn't keep Finn waiting any longer, his fingers now coated with lube. He's gentle when he presses in the first finger, he wants to see how much Finn can handle at first.
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"You feels so good," he sighs, eyes fluttering closed. Poe's being gentle but- "I can handle it."
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He smiles at Finn's confidence knowing that his sweet lover wasn't wrong. He moans softly as he pushes his fingers within Finn a little harder, faster.
"I adore you like this, you know? Mine."
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They don't do this too often, with Finn on the bottom, but he loves it every time. Craves it even, especially once they start, he feels insatiable. Having Poe inside him is like nothing else. With this fingers already working, he can imagine it far too clearly, making himself moan with the memory.
He arches into it, biting his lip. "I love you. Feel so good."
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Its such a beautiful sound, a pleasing one.
He saviours when Finn falls into these moods, when his lover wishes for him to take him and lay his claim proudly. They don't happen often enough it seems and Poe loves having himself buried deep inside the love of his life. He adores how tight and percect Finn always feels around his length. Frisk and the way he moans, how his body moves so perfectly with Poe's own while Poe pounds him into the mattress with deep groans.
Kriff he couldn't wait to spill himself into Finn's perfect, pert ass. Bite down on his shoulder as he came fast and hard, Finn had that power over him.
And each time Finn mutters those three little words his heart flutters uncontrollably and that crooked grin forms on his lips. He twists his hand and presses his fingers deeper into Finn's tight hole, pumps a little quicker.
"I love you, sweetheart."
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That's not what happened this time, but Finn can feel it on the edges. It makes his heart pound, his cock throb, and when Poe finds that spot inside him, makes him moan and writhe.
"Yes-" He pushes back against him, shivering. "Please, I need you. I'm yours, baby. Please."
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"You're so kriffing gorgeous when you beg for me like that, sweetheart." That's what makes his own cock throb and beg for any kind of attention. Soon.
He reaches behind him to snatch his scarf that's near by, with a little grin he ties it around his love's eyes.
"Ready for me, handsome?" He breath hot against Finn's ear.
What Finn wants, he gets.
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Oh, yes.
"Always." He comes out as a breathy pant, suddenly desperate. "Poe, please-"
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"All mine." Especially for the taking and loving unconditionally.
He drops a hand to wrap around his own cock in which he guides to nudge himself inside Finn's tight entrance. With a few swift thrusts he's soon sheltered deep and tight within his love.
He gives Finn another moment to adjust and feel him fully buried.
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Finn moans a few times, getting more desperate at every thrust until Poe's finally deep inside him. It's all he can focus on with this blindfold. Just Poe and how good he feels, leaving so much trust in his hands and Finn loving every second.
"Yours," he pants out once, quietly, not sure whose benefit he said it for. Then, after a moment, before he's really ready, he starts rocking into him again. "Poe..."
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He appricated when Finn grew impatient, demanding and eager.
The blindfold acts as a nice touch and it seems to have added to the experience, the tension with the way Finn is already rocking himself back against him hungrily. Perfect.
The way Finn agrees that he's all Poe's only sparks that passion, that love in which has imprinted itself on Poe's heart. It leaves every ounce of him burning as though a fire had been ignited from deep with his very being. It leaves him yearning to claim Finn in every way possible.
Was that too much?
He reaches a hand around to grip Finn's chin, his other hand stays along his love's hip while he rolls his hips against Finn slowly, pushing deep. Again the speed and force will come soon enough. Lips part to take his sweet love's ear between his teeth, he sucks ruthlessly and the hand along his chin stays but his thumb smooths out to glide along Finn's lower lip.
Another slow buck but this time that hand along Finn's hip gives a firm tug that jolts Poe to drive in harder and deeper. With a rather possessive growl mixed moan, he drags his fingers down Finn's throat.
His.
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"Fuck..." His head tilts back, baring his throat for Poe. He wants more and, hopefully, he knows how to get it. "Baby, please. I'm yours. I need you." At the same time, he likes it when Poe takes his time with him, ignores his pleas for more or faster or harder and does whatever he wants.
He whines, arching, trying to push back against him again and hoping the grip on his hips stops him.
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sorry! it's short!
No need to be sorry!!!! 💞
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I'M SO LATE ON THESE I'M SORRY SPACEBAE!!!!!!! ♥♥
NO NEED TO APOLOGIZE MAH SPACEBAE!!!! IM EPIC FAILING AT TAGS D:
OTZ this is our lives now i guess lmao
I am so very sorry this took 27 yrs mah space bae ðŸ˜ðŸ’”