"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.
Poe would come back to Finn's mouth later, for now his fingers were to fixated on Finn's throat. There he grabbed, squeezed and added just the amount of pressure for Finn to experience that thrill. It's truly a blessing to have this pleasure, these sacred moments where he gets to have Finn just like this, lustful and writhing beneath him. This galaxy does its hardest to keep them apart and it wouldn't be exactly wise to expose their relationship given Poe's position and this fucking war.
The exstormtrooper really is a site worth seeing when he completely gives in and loses himself, Poe enjoys it when it even surprises him. Now back to that delightful mouth, Poe's fingers had already found themselves back to tracing Finn's lips, He uses two to push inside his lips, forcing his love to suck along them. He wasn't lying when he had told Finn that he was gorgeous when he begged, vulnerable. Those sweet begs will earn Finn a hard, deep thrust that's enough to jolt him forward.
"Tell me how bad you need me?", he whispers against his ear. Not that Finn's begging will do much good. Mmm. Maybe. Poe enjoys taking his time, Finn is aware of that but it doesn't stop Poe from pinning Finn's hips against the mattress with his free hand. He follows that motion with a few more powerful bucks of his hips.
His breath is stolen away when Poe squeezes his throat. There's a lot of trust and control involved for Finn not to panic, but the instinctual fear makes his body feel electric. Then, just as soon as he trying to gasp, Poe releases him.
He's barely able to get a deep breath before the fingers are in his mouth. Immediately, he wraps his lips around them and starts to suck, running his tongue over them, pretending it's a very different part of Poe.
And when he's pressed into the bed, he whines. Nothing like his lover trapping him like this. He feels like a totally different person. Or maybe the most base version of himself that no one else gets to see.
"So bad," he pants, shivering, trying to push back into Poe and being unable to. His hands claw at the sheets, and the words he says are true rather than the manipulation he was initially going for. "I need you so bad. More than anything. Poe, you feel so good. I need you. Please, please- Poe- I need you, only you, all the time, more than anything, please-"
When it came to their sexual kinks and fanties they had both vowed that they wouldn't actively harm each other. If one of them suddenly became uncomfortable the other would stop with no questions asked. Both favored experimenting, seeking those sexual thrills to further spice up an already heated night. He always knew just the right amount of pressure to add that would ignite that spark deep within Finn. Both had a tenancy of playing with control as much as trust.
If he didn't have a firm grip on his self control, he would have lost himself already. Finn's mouth was marvelous and he never disappointed Poe when it came to sucking on any part of him. He gives a moan of approval before his head falls to bite along Finn's shoulder, fingers still pressed inside that extraordinary mouth.
The whining topped off with the desperate begging was his sweet victory and Finn was a natural, he knew how to get what he wanted, what he needed. "All the time, huh?" Now that is one hell of an invitation worth accepting. His other hand falls to Finn's hips gripping firmly to yank him back forcefully upon his cock.
There wasn't much he could do, and his body shuddered with the thought. Poe had him completely at his mercy, and that whole idea did some things to Finn. "All the time," he repeated, almost babbling. It's certainly true, though.
He didn't really understand the kind of permission he was giving Poe, considering he's a little indisposed, but Finn meant every word he was saying right now.
Another grunt and whine came out of him when Poe pulled him back again. There was some pain involved but it was so good that he was hardly about to complain. Besides, Poe wouldn't hurt him. That knowledge was in his bones. His forehead presses into the mattress, hands gripping hard at the sheets. "All the time. Need you."
All the Time. Promises such as that only encouraged Poe's possessive nature and kept that desire burning deep within his veins.
No wonder Poe craves and yearns for Finn as much as he does, no other lover he's had has wanted every bit of him as much as Finn has nor did they ever ask. At times it has surprised him that he's striped so much of himself for Finn to embrace and when alone together he doesn't have to place up an invisible shield. It was always rewarding for them both when Finn was at his mercy fully unhindged and his.
"You're so frisking gorgeous." His breath is hot and ragged against Finn's ear. He's whispered those words a couple of times now and he wouldn't be upset if Finn were tired of hearing it but kriff he was perfect. One hand grips along the headboard while the other laces with one of Finn's locking them together.
"You fucking drive me crazy. You know that? With each word he shoves himself firmly into him, each powerful thrust jolts Finn between himself and the bed.
Finn can't do much except take it. In fact, he doesn't want to do much more than that. He'd tried enticing Poe to move faster, to have more of him, but Poe's already taking and giving exactly how much he wants.
Those moments when Finn lets himself give in is his favorite. He never knows how it happens, but he's already gone.
He moans loud, uncaring of who else could hear, gripping at Poe's hand and babbling. "I need you, please, yes, yes, yes, Poe-"
Poe would easily agree that when Finn did give him, when his lover truly lost himself was his own favorite just as much. Of course Poe was never to far behind if he wasn't already there. He was thankful the headboard offered him enough leverage to thrust as deeply as he needed so that he could hit that one spot that drove Finn abousulty insane.
His own groans mixed with Finn's and he to didn't care if another soul heard them carrying on. The only thing on his mind was pleasing his love and giving him exactly what he wanted, more even.
So much more.
"Kriff", he manages to growl against Finn's cheek, his teeth nipping lightly. "Want you always."
Finn had the same sentiment. He wanted Poe always. But it was difficult to get the idea out of his mind, much less speak. There was only one thing at the front of his mind, and Poe was quickly pushing him to that edge.
"Poe," he gasped out, groaning long and low, arching back into him, body begging for more. "I need- Let me come, please. I need you. Poe, please. Give- Please. I need it. Let me-"
He was about to if Poe kept up, anyway, he was sure.
Poe was lost in a daze of lust, his mind had fallen into that familiar trance of going well beyond what Finn desired. He had this habit of always wanting to make each time they were together intimately better than their last.
Both hands grasped tightly to the headboard now, tight enough to turn Poe's knuckles white as his hips rammed wildly against Finn's own. The crackling of the headboard and the way it was slamming loudly against the wall could have anyone believing that someone was either getting attacked or it was best to just not ask.
Still Poe showed no mercy and Finn's begging only got him deeper, rougher thrust. Of course Poe wanted to hear those whimpers and groans of satisfaction. Mostly he wanted to leave Finn with that pleasurable soreness that lasted well into the next day.
"Mmm", he sighs against Finn's cheek. "You wanna come for me, huh?" Each word comes with another harsh thrust while his lips drag down Finn's jaw.
When he wasn't lost in lust as badly as this, Finn wondered how Poe managed to keep up with this sort of thing at all. He always seemed to want more, and his desire never failed to turn Finn on. But he still couldn't help but question how one man had so much energy in him.
He wasn't thinking about that right now, though. Wasn't really thinking about anything. Finn was clawing at the sheets, mouth open in a silent scream as Poe gave him everything he wanted and more. Too much, overwhelming- He loved it.
And he came like that, entire body tensing up more, shivering against the thrusts, and not slowing down for awhile considering how much Poe wanted to give.
Poe has grown accustomed to running on adrenaline and it would likely be that way even after the war. He's never not been energetic and it's best to keep him busy before he's boredom settles in. He strives on being the best and yes that does include as a lover. When it comes to Finn he does constantly want more, he needs more because Finn is someone he can't get enough of.
It's a hunger that can't be properly fed due to his greedy cravings for just one more taste. He's a helpless idiot drunk on love and he isn't pleased with himself unless he gives Finn exactly everything he wants in regards of their relationship.
It was glorious each and every time Finn reached his release, spilling himself freely upon the bedding. Seconds later Poe was struck by his own climax that burned deep within his whole body, hands grip tightly along Finn's hips as his release soon follows, teeth sinking into Finn's neck to muffle his deep moans of pleasure.
Finn groaned long and low into the bedding, just taking it and nearly coming again from feeling Poe's release. The bite didn't help matters either.
But he takes the moment to breathe, drifting considering the blindfold is still, well, blinding him. So he goes quiet and just breathes, trusting Poe with any and everything.
That bite was going to leave a nice little mark come morning. Finn had learned that Poe had a biting and marking kink. He found the act of it all to be incredibly sexy.Â
His body rests against Finn's, his breathing still ragged and he's already made the decision to keep himself sheltered within his love for a few moments longer, content in the feeling.
Still high on desire he captures Finn's lips with a slow and deep kiss.
There's a muffled moan pushed into their kiss before Finn's lazily returning it, slow and gentle. He doesn't really have the capacity for speed right now.
He does, however, manage to move one hand enough to bury it into Poe's curls. Sight doesn't matter when he can touch his lover like this.
Poe is content with slow, he wants to savor the taste of Finn along his lips and tongue. A hand cups the back of Finn's neck while his head tilts to further deepen their tender kiss.
"That what you wanted?", he asks between kisses.
If he had not fulfilled his boyfriend's wishes Poe had no issue spending the rest of their night ravishing Finn until he reached satisfaction.
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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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The exstormtrooper really is a site worth seeing when he completely gives in and loses himself, Poe enjoys it when it even surprises him. Now back to that delightful mouth, Poe's fingers had already found themselves back to tracing Finn's lips, He uses two to push inside his lips, forcing his love to suck along them. He wasn't lying when he had told Finn that he was gorgeous when he begged, vulnerable. Those sweet begs will earn Finn a hard, deep thrust that's enough to jolt him forward.
"Tell me how bad you need me?", he whispers against his ear. Not that Finn's begging will do much good. Mmm. Maybe. Poe enjoys taking his time, Finn is aware of that but it doesn't stop Poe from pinning Finn's hips against the mattress with his free hand. He follows that motion with a few more powerful bucks of his hips.
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He's barely able to get a deep breath before the fingers are in his mouth. Immediately, he wraps his lips around them and starts to suck, running his tongue over them, pretending it's a very different part of Poe.
And when he's pressed into the bed, he whines. Nothing like his lover trapping him like this. He feels like a totally different person. Or maybe the most base version of himself that no one else gets to see.
"So bad," he pants, shivering, trying to push back into Poe and being unable to. His hands claw at the sheets, and the words he says are true rather than the manipulation he was initially going for. "I need you so bad. More than anything. Poe, you feel so good. I need you. Please, please- Poe- I need you, only you, all the time, more than anything, please-"
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If he didn't have a firm grip on his self control, he would have lost himself already. Finn's mouth was marvelous and he never disappointed Poe when it came to sucking on any part of him. He gives a moan of approval before his head falls to bite along Finn's shoulder, fingers still pressed inside that extraordinary mouth.
The whining topped off with the desperate begging was his sweet victory and Finn was a natural, he knew how to get what he wanted, what he needed. "All the time, huh?" Now that is one hell of an invitation worth accepting. His other hand falls to Finn's hips gripping firmly to yank him back forcefully upon his cock.
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There wasn't much he could do, and his body shuddered with the thought. Poe had him completely at his mercy, and that whole idea did some things to Finn. "All the time," he repeated, almost babbling. It's certainly true, though.
He didn't really understand the kind of permission he was giving Poe, considering he's a little indisposed, but Finn meant every word he was saying right now.
Another grunt and whine came out of him when Poe pulled him back again. There was some pain involved but it was so good that he was hardly about to complain. Besides, Poe wouldn't hurt him. That knowledge was in his bones. His forehead presses into the mattress, hands gripping hard at the sheets. "All the time. Need you."
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No wonder Poe craves and yearns for Finn as much as he does, no other lover he's had has wanted every bit of him as much as Finn has nor did they ever ask. At times it has surprised him that he's striped so much of himself for Finn to embrace and when alone together he doesn't have to place up an invisible shield. It was always rewarding for them both when Finn was at his mercy fully unhindged and his.
"You're so frisking gorgeous." His breath is hot and ragged against Finn's ear. He's whispered those words a couple of times now and he wouldn't be upset if Finn were tired of hearing it but kriff he was perfect. One hand grips along the headboard while the other laces with one of Finn's locking them together.
"You fucking drive me crazy. You know that? With each word he shoves himself firmly into him, each powerful thrust jolts Finn between himself and the bed.
"So damn much, Finn."
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Those moments when Finn lets himself give in is his favorite. He never knows how it happens, but he's already gone.
He moans loud, uncaring of who else could hear, gripping at Poe's hand and babbling. "I need you, please, yes, yes, yes, Poe-"
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His own groans mixed with Finn's and he to didn't care if another soul heard them carrying on. The only thing on his mind was pleasing his love and giving him exactly what he wanted, more even.
So much more.
"Kriff", he manages to growl against Finn's cheek, his teeth nipping lightly. "Want you always."
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"Poe," he gasped out, groaning long and low, arching back into him, body begging for more. "I need- Let me come, please. I need you. Poe, please. Give- Please. I need it. Let me-"
He was about to if Poe kept up, anyway, he was sure.
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Both hands grasped tightly to the headboard now, tight enough to turn Poe's knuckles white as his hips rammed wildly against Finn's own. The crackling of the headboard and the way it was slamming loudly against the wall could have anyone believing that someone was either getting attacked or it was best to just not ask.
Still Poe showed no mercy and Finn's begging only got him deeper, rougher thrust. Of course Poe wanted to hear those whimpers and groans of satisfaction. Mostly he wanted to leave Finn with that pleasurable soreness that lasted well into the next day.
"Mmm", he sighs against Finn's cheek. "You wanna come for me, huh?" Each word comes with another harsh thrust while his lips drag down Finn's jaw.
"Fucking love it when you do, sweetheart."
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He wasn't thinking about that right now, though. Wasn't really thinking about anything. Finn was clawing at the sheets, mouth open in a silent scream as Poe gave him everything he wanted and more. Too much, overwhelming- He loved it.
And he came like that, entire body tensing up more, shivering against the thrusts, and not slowing down for awhile considering how much Poe wanted to give.
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It's a hunger that can't be properly fed due to his greedy cravings for just one more taste. He's a helpless idiot drunk on love and he isn't pleased with himself unless he gives Finn exactly everything he wants in regards of their relationship.
It was glorious each and every time Finn reached his release, spilling himself freely upon the bedding. Seconds later Poe was struck by his own climax that burned deep within his whole body, hands grip tightly along Finn's hips as his release soon follows, teeth sinking into Finn's neck to muffle his deep moans of pleasure.
sorry! it's short!
But he takes the moment to breathe, drifting considering the blindfold is still, well, blinding him. So he goes quiet and just breathes, trusting Poe with any and everything.
No need to be sorry!!!! 💞
His body rests against Finn's, his breathing still ragged and he's already made the decision to keep himself sheltered within his love for a few moments longer, content in the feeling.
Still high on desire he captures Finn's lips with a slow and deep kiss.
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He does, however, manage to move one hand enough to bury it into Poe's curls. Sight doesn't matter when he can touch his lover like this.
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"That what you wanted?", he asks between kisses.
If he had not fulfilled his boyfriend's wishes Poe had no issue spending the rest of their night ravishing Finn until he reached satisfaction.
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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’”