Finn's eyes rake up and down Poe's body, his hands pressed against his chest as their locked together. Poe has managed to turn him on a lot during their time together, but nothing has managed to come close to... whatever this is.
"How do you move like that?" His voice is breathless, heavy, dry, basically panting already.
It was painfully odvious that Poe was avoiding Finn's question by playing dumb on purpose. It isn't fair to keep secrets from his boyfriend but for now Poe is doing just that, hopefully Finn would understand.
He decides its best just to distract Finn from the question and he does so by pressing himself closer to the other man. He's odserved the way Finn's dark eyes are scanning over his own body, he's seen that flicker of arousal. Perfect, this just might work.
He tilts his head so that he can press his lips against Finn's ear. This isn't exactly a fair play but if its going to get Poe out of explaining himself. "If you can pin me I'll let you tie me up tonight", he whispers husky.
Poe doesn't feel all that great about avoiding Finn's question, especially now that the two of them had fallen into a relationship. They had both promised to trust each other completely, it's what had helped build this bond between them in the first place.
He could easily turn the tables and accuse Finn of having his own secrets, the ones he only seems to share with Rey but that wouldn't be fair either. It would only spark a heated argument and that was the last thing Poe wanted with Finn already slightly irritated.
His eyes are apologetic. He'll make it up to his boyfriend later.
He lightly takes Finn's earlobe between his teeth and sucks for only a few seconds. He can't turn on Finn that much while here.
"That would just be disappointing for the both of us."
A breath of air leaves him in a huff, mind pulling away when Poe plays with his earlobe like that. But then it stops and there's a hint that nothing may come of this, after all.
Finn bites his bottom lip and lets out a tiny growl from deep in his chest. "You're mine... I'll take that bet."
And he's going to start now. They're close, after all, and Finn moves bodily forward to pin his lover.
It all depends on how this little game is strategically played. If Poe can get off without having to go into any detail about his past then he's home free but he doesn't want Finn frustrated to the point where he isn't getting laid later either.
Between that lip bite and growl that Poe finds extremely sexy Poe is officially worked up and his cock is starting to let him know just now much. Finn's possessiveness should not be this much of a turn on.
Poe raises an eyebrow in challenge. He's already assumed that Finn will take the opportunity of their closeness and go in for a plan of action. The pilot is already a step ahead and with another few graceful, quick turns that shouldn't even be possible for a human, he catches Finn in the chest and knocks him to his back along one of the safety pads.
The wind is rattled out of Finn's lungs. And it's not completely because of the impact. Poe being this skilled and strong is starting to be a problem. A very sexy problem. He idly thinks that they should be in private for this.
But, well, if he wants them to get in private then he may have to play dirty.
Just because he's on the floor doesn't mean it's over. Finn tries to get his legs around Poe's waist, hoping to reverse their positions.
Poe's eyes spilled with concern as he heard Finn smack harder than he intended. He hadn't meant to drop his love that hard, his body just fell naturally into that mode. He bites down along his lower lip, peers down at his boyfriend in concern that Finn is alright and there are no hard feelings.
If Finn wanted to move this to private, Poe might being willing because damn did Finn look beautiful upon his back. Better get to playing dirty, stormtrooper!
When those strong legs suddenly lock around his waist, he shoots Finn a look because this is another sexy problem. "Damnit Finn", he growls as he feels a bit of his balance sway.
Finn smirks up at him, knowing that look on his lover's face anywhere. At least they were both trying to deal with some very sexy problems right now. Besides, pinning Poe was probably going to be more difficult than he could handle. This is all part of the plan... that he totally just came up with, yeah.
He grunts and pushes an arm against the ground, one leg around the back of Poe's thigh, hoping to actually push him off balance and get him on the floor for a change.
Poe could have already been free of the lock if he had put in the effort. His body starved for Finn's touch, damn near begged for any kind of contact. This physical activity wasn't particularly easing any of that need, Finn's body moved to firmly to deny his sexual urges.
Sexy problems.
He regains control of his own balance, he's not going to let his lover win this easily, then again maybe he would. He places a hand just above Finn's head to steady himself. His lover wasn't going to win this game.
The kiss would be a very unfair choice but Poe would enjoy it regardless. Finn's kisses always left him demanding for more. There was also the option of punishing Finn later for his unfair distraction.
It seemed like an even score to Poe and he assumed Finn would have no complaints considering he would be getting pleasured.
"But you sure look beautiful under me", he grins.
:( I'm so sorry you're going through all of that ♥♥♥
Poe fought the temptation to grind himself against his lover, that would be cheating, extremely unfair but Finn wasn't exactly playing by the rules either. Did this game have rules? Finn gets a nip to his ear either way.
Poe will not fall in battle!
"Your legs would look nice wrapped around my waist." Distracted 101.
Finn earns himself another noise of frustration as he goes in for another attack but Poe once again stands his ground and refuses to let Finn get him down.
"I'm spanking you later", he growls.
I'm late to this but I do, too. Apparently parts of the US is starting to level so... /HUGS/
"That's your warning." Poe is dominant by nature, he's shown it a damn good time or two within the Resistance and it can often intensify in the bedroom. He sometimes struggles to keep both at bay having been blessed with an incredible lover.
All rules have officially gone out the window as of now. A hand grips along Finn's leg and he slowly grinds himself against his love's perfect ass. It's allowed.
"You might wanna get on that."
He offers another grind before he's able to twist his body perfectly with little effort and make his escape.
Finn thinks that this is it, he's won, but then Poe's gone from his grasp almost instantly. He has to blink to come back to the moment, his whole distraction scheme backfiring big time on him, before he hops to his feet.
Dammit, he's already panting and half hard. This is not going to be easy. Not that it seemed possible before.
Again, back to the original question, how the hell does Poe move like that? Where had he learned it and why hadn't Finn seen this before now?
Right. Later. He takes a deep, steadying breath. "Playing hard to get doesn't suit you, sweetheart," he says, waiting. If he can work on the defensive instead, maybe...
Sorry this is so late. This depression bs SUCKS!!!! I don't like it! 😡
Poe could have easily let Finn have his way by forcing him down as the goal intended, his body practically begged for Poe to give in but there was a game to be played here. The more he stirred Finn up, the rougher the sex later. He was craving for Finn to be dominant in their night to come, he needed that firmness.
Poe had not intended for this sparring session to turn sexual and he was an idiot not to think their bodies pressing together wouldn't trigger a sexual reaction. Watching the way Finn's body move had already called attention to his cock.
Kriff he just wanted to crush their mouths together and let Finn have him. Dark eyes pay full attention to Finn's movements and once more Poe has him in another lock, this time hands pinned behind the back.
"I'm not pouting," he pouted, more confused than upset. How had he moved that fast? Finn was by far not helpless in a fight, but what was this?
Dammit. Instead of trying to play this with any sort of strategy, he tried basic brute force, trying to get his hands free with a grunt. "Guy gets mixed signals like this. Who exactly do you want under who here?"
"You're pouting and its pretty frisking adorable", he grinned. A little to adorable for that matter to the point it made Poe only wish to kiss him more. Truthfully he just wanted his lips anywhere on Finn's toned body.
Focus Dameron.
He tightens his hold along Finn's wrists while pressing their bodies closer together. Poe desperately needed that friction and he doesn't dare stop himself from letting his lips linger along Finn's neck.
It's just a bit of innocent teasing. He wants his lover riled up and bothered.
"Mmm, I thought you would appricate a good chase, babe?" He knew damn well Finn did. "Need a bit more motivation?" He twists Finn around with one fast motion and crushes their lips together in a desperate, longing kiss. This kiss wasn't gentle, in fact Poe forced Finn's mouth open with his tongue so that he could taste his love properly.
With a swift bite to Finn's lower lip, he pulls away with a smirk.
Finn only has half a heartbeat to moan, kiss back, and reach for Poe before his lover is pulling away again. With that smirk. He bites his lip, feeling the ghost of Poe pressed against him.
He's not curious anymore. Not necessarily angry either, but he knows the game Poe's trying to play and it's working. Finn wants. If only he knew how to get.
To hell with it. Poe's going to win anyway, so he'll give it all he can. The things he's learned are no good here, and his lover is too fast for him to form a strategy beforehand. Improvisation it is.
He rushes Poe again, aiming to impact him right in the chest for right now. That's probably going to quickly change, though, and he's ready for it. Poe's fast, but he's still watching intently to every move his love makes.
So much so that giving into instinct has given him a whole new perspective, almost sensing Poe and what he may or may not do a few seconds before he does. There's no name for the feeling, Finn believes, but it's a part of him so he goes with it.
Poe already misses the taste of Finn along his tongue, that toned body pressed hard against him. This game is near torture on them both but its well worth it for what comes after, heated kisses, desperate touches and lustful sex.
Poe didn't know how much longer he could keep this going, his body was on fire with desire.
That determined look within Finn's dark eyes sent a shiver rushing down Poe's spine and his cock makes it a point that its getting highly aggrivated trapped within his pants while all this teasing is going on. Perhaps he has an unhealthy obsession with how constant he craves his lover?
He cautiously observes Finn's next plan of attack, his eyes take in his lover and there is something about the way he's moving now that's fascinating.
It's different.
Both bodies change course last second and Poe makes a noise as they clash together. That wasn't really expected or planned and now both men had the other in some form of a hold.
It was. He's honestly pretty surprised that he caught him at all. Sadly, he has no idea how he did it.
But he's on a roll. "I like new," he grunts and tries to take him to the ground. Finn taps into that same knowing feeling, knowing that he would do this, knowing how to sweep Poe off his feet.
This roll probably wasn't going to last much longer...
Poe had this look within his dark eyes, a gaze that was intrigued and puzzled. Had his boyfriend been keeping his own secrets? It wouldn't be fair for Poe to be angry or upset if Finn were doing so, he wasn't being honest himself and he had plenty himself.
Poe didn't know how he felt about this "new."
The low, frustrated growl from deep in his throat is evident of that. Was Finn keeping his own secrets? Was this a secret he could have possibly shared with Rey and not Poe specifically? That thought triggers his jealously and although it isn't right of him to be annoyed all things considering, he's very much so.
His gaze turns into a hard stern one. They both aren't much on their footing which sends them colliding down hard upon the mat beneath them.
He has no idea how he managed to pull it off but he finally has Poe pinned. The frustrated growl just made victory feel all that much better. Yeah, Poe was good, but Finn's dumb luck is apparently better.
Feeling like he's won, that the match is over, Finn leans up to smirk down at his lover, hands on either side of his head. "Gotcha." And then he realizes the look on his face isn't lust.
Well, it's not 100% lust, anyway.
His smile falls, confused. "What? You asked me to catch you."
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Finn's eyes rake up and down Poe's body, his hands pressed against his chest as their locked together. Poe has managed to turn him on a lot during their time together, but nothing has managed to come close to... whatever this is.
"How do you move like that?" His voice is breathless, heavy, dry, basically panting already.
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He decides its best just to distract Finn from the question and he does so by pressing himself closer to the other man. He's odserved the way Finn's dark eyes are scanning over his own body, he's seen that flicker of arousal. Perfect, this just might work.
He tilts his head so that he can press his lips against Finn's ear. This isn't exactly a fair play but if its going to get Poe out of explaining himself. "If you can pin me I'll let you tie me up tonight", he whispers husky.
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At the same time, the distraction is pretty enticing. So despite knowing what's going on, Finn goes ahead and tucks that away for another time.
"And what if I can't?" he asks breathless.
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He could easily turn the tables and accuse Finn of having his own secrets, the ones he only seems to share with Rey but that wouldn't be fair either. It would only spark a heated argument and that was the last thing Poe wanted with Finn already slightly irritated.
His eyes are apologetic. He'll make it up to his boyfriend later.
He lightly takes Finn's earlobe between his teeth and sucks for only a few seconds. He can't turn on Finn that much while here.
"That would just be disappointing for the both of us."
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Finn bites his bottom lip and lets out a tiny growl from deep in his chest. "You're mine... I'll take that bet."
And he's going to start now. They're close, after all, and Finn moves bodily forward to pin his lover.
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Between that lip bite and growl that Poe finds extremely sexy Poe is officially worked up and his cock is starting to let him know just now much. Finn's possessiveness should not be this much of a turn on.
Poe raises an eyebrow in challenge. He's already assumed that Finn will take the opportunity of their closeness and go in for a plan of action. The pilot is already a step ahead and with another few graceful, quick turns that shouldn't even be possible for a human, he catches Finn in the chest and knocks him to his back along one of the safety pads.
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But, well, if he wants them to get in private then he may have to play dirty.
Just because he's on the floor doesn't mean it's over. Finn tries to get his legs around Poe's waist, hoping to reverse their positions.
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If Finn wanted to move this to private, Poe might being willing because damn did Finn look beautiful upon his back. Better get to playing dirty, stormtrooper!
When those strong legs suddenly lock around his waist, he shoots Finn a look because this is another sexy problem. "Damnit Finn", he growls as he feels a bit of his balance sway.
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He grunts and pushes an arm against the ground, one leg around the back of Poe's thigh, hoping to actually push him off balance and get him on the floor for a change.
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Sexy problems.
He regains control of his own balance, he's not going to let his lover win this easily, then again maybe he would. He places a hand just above Finn's head to steady himself. His lover wasn't going to win this game.
I HOPE YOURE FEELING BETTER D: ♥♥♥
betterworse position. Finn considered playing really dirty and kissing Poe to distraction, finally getting the upper hand.But that would be mean? It feels like it would be mean.
"We seem to be at an impasse," he pants after a second of indecision.
Tbh not really, not at all but thank you 💕 I'm.....trying to hang in there.
It seemed like an even score to Poe and he assumed Finn would have no complaints considering he would be getting pleasured.
"But you sure look beautiful under me", he grins.
:( I'm so sorry you're going through all of that ♥♥♥
"Well, you look beautiful on top of me." Getting distracted, though.
One hand went behind Poe's neck to pull him down, while a foot hooked on the back of his leg and pulled, trying to unbalance him a different way.
It's rough and extremely stressful. I really hope things start looking up 💕
Poe will not fall in battle!
"Your legs would look nice wrapped around my waist." Distracted 101.
Finn earns himself another noise of frustration as he goes in for another attack but Poe once again stands his ground and refuses to let Finn get him down.
"I'm spanking you later", he growls.
I'm late to this but I do, too. Apparently parts of the US is starting to level so... /HUGS/
"You did say something about needing to get you on the mat first, though. Just prolonging the inevitable, baby."
And, yeah, he does wrap his legs around Poe's waist. What else can he do other than to drag him closer? He'll get him on the mat one way or another.
My fear is just finding a job ASAP. *HUGGLES*
All rules have officially gone out the window as of now. A hand grips along Finn's leg and he slowly grinds himself against his love's perfect ass. It's allowed.
"You might wanna get on that."
He offers another grind before he's able to twist his body perfectly with little effort and make his escape.
:( ♥♥♥♥♥
Dammit, he's already panting and half hard. This is not going to be easy. Not that it seemed possible before.
Again, back to the original question, how the hell does Poe move like that? Where had he learned it and why hadn't Finn seen this before now?
Right. Later. He takes a deep, steadying breath. "Playing hard to get doesn't suit you, sweetheart," he says, waiting. If he can work on the defensive instead, maybe...
Sorry this is so late. This depression bs SUCKS!!!! I don't like it! 😡
Poe could have easily let Finn have his way by forcing him down as the goal intended, his body practically begged for Poe to give in but there was a game to be played here. The more he stirred Finn up, the rougher the sex later. He was craving for Finn to be dominant in their night to come, he needed that firmness.
Poe had not intended for this sparring session to turn sexual and he was an idiot not to think their bodies pressing together wouldn't trigger a sexual reaction. Watching the way Finn's body move had already called attention to his cock.
Kriff he just wanted to crush their mouths together and let Finn have him. Dark eyes pay full attention to Finn's movements and once more Poe has him in another lock, this time hands pinned behind the back.
"No? I do love how it makes you pout like that."
if it's any help, i'm late here, too :(
Dammit. Instead of trying to play this with any sort of strategy, he tried basic brute force, trying to get his hands free with a grunt. "Guy gets mixed signals like this. Who exactly do you want under who here?"
I'm just an emotional mess :(
Focus Dameron.
He tightens his hold along Finn's wrists while pressing their bodies closer together. Poe desperately needed that friction and he doesn't dare stop himself from letting his lips linger along Finn's neck.
It's just a bit of innocent teasing. He wants his lover riled up and bothered.
"Mmm, I thought you would appricate a good chase, babe?" He knew damn well Finn did. "Need a bit more motivation?" He twists Finn around with one fast motion and crushes their lips together in a desperate, longing kiss. This kiss wasn't gentle, in fact Poe forced Finn's mouth open with his tongue so that he could taste his love properly.
With a swift bite to Finn's lower lip, he pulls away with a smirk.
"Come get me, solider."
uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugh :c
He's not curious anymore. Not necessarily angry either, but he knows the game Poe's trying to play and it's working. Finn wants. If only he knew how to get.
To hell with it. Poe's going to win anyway, so he'll give it all he can. The things he's learned are no good here, and his lover is too fast for him to form a strategy beforehand. Improvisation it is.
He rushes Poe again, aiming to impact him right in the chest for right now. That's probably going to quickly change, though, and he's ready for it. Poe's fast, but he's still watching intently to every move his love makes.
So much so that giving into instinct has given him a whole new perspective, almost sensing Poe and what he may or may not do a few seconds before he does. There's no name for the feeling, Finn believes, but it's a part of him so he goes with it.
Just 😥😢😭
Poe didn't know how much longer he could keep this going, his body was on fire with desire.
That determined look within Finn's dark eyes sent a shiver rushing down Poe's spine and his cock makes it a point that its getting highly aggrivated trapped within his pants while all this teasing is going on. Perhaps he has an unhealthy obsession with how constant he craves his lover?
He cautiously observes Finn's next plan of attack, his eyes take in his lover and there is something about the way he's moving now that's fascinating.
It's different.
Both bodies change course last second and Poe makes a noise as they clash together. That wasn't really expected or planned and now both men had the other in some form of a hold.
"That was new", he pants rather surprised.
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But he's on a roll. "I like new," he grunts and tries to take him to the ground. Finn taps into that same knowing feeling, knowing that he would do this, knowing how to sweep Poe off his feet.
This roll probably wasn't going to last much longer...
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Poe didn't know how he felt about this "new."
The low, frustrated growl from deep in his throat is evident of that. Was Finn keeping his own secrets? Was this a secret he could have possibly shared with Rey and not Poe specifically? That thought triggers his jealously and although it isn't right of him to be annoyed all things considering, he's very much so.
His gaze turns into a hard stern one. They both aren't much on their footing which sends them colliding down hard upon the mat beneath them.
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He has no idea how he managed to pull it off but he finally has Poe pinned. The frustrated growl just made victory feel all that much better. Yeah, Poe was good, but Finn's dumb luck is apparently better.
Feeling like he's won, that the match is over, Finn leans up to smirk down at his lover, hands on either side of his head. "Gotcha." And then he realizes the look on his face isn't lust.
Well, it's not 100% lust, anyway.
His smile falls, confused. "What? You asked me to catch you."
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He's so fucking adorable I can't!!!!
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