"No," he answers quickly with a shake of his head, ignoring the first question for a second.
He doesn't know how to answer it any other way. A decision was made and it happened. So he just shrugs. Again.
"I don't know. Really, Poe. It was just luck... Why's it bother you so badly?" Poe wanted to be caught, teased Finn multiple times to do it. He doesn't understand the reaction or questions.
Poe is just going to toss up his hands defensively. Obviously Finn doesn't want to discuss what he had done or how. Finn could say it was just pure luck, he seemed to be firm on that idea. It didn't set right with Poe, as a matter of fact it was really starting to bother him.
He also didn't want to further upset his boyfriend either, Finn seemed sincere about his actions.
"Because it wasn't luck, Finn." Poe didn't know what in the hell it was and it wasn't in the ordinary.
How- Finn glances around the room, as if he can find the answers somewhere along the walls. He has no idea what he's done wrong or why in the world Poe's upset. Or confused, at the very least.
Is he so confident in his fighting ability that he's willing to argue that Finn-... What? Cheated somehow? Is he really being a sore loser about this? Finn wishes he could get mad from that thought, but nothing really changes for him. He feels a bit like he's walking on eggshells.
So he plays along. Or tries to. "Then what do you think it was?
Poe's expression falls when Finn retaliates with questions of his own. He's taken aback and worse he doesn't have a proper answer, he doesn't have one at all. He refuses to believe he's being bitter about Finn winning the game, he isn't overreacting about being caught either.
Is he? Maybe he is being a huge jerk about all of this? Finn wouldn't lie to him about catching him, he defintally wouldn't cheat either. None in which were in Finn's nature. It very well could have been just simple luck and Poe is just looking far to into it, he can't win all the time.
His body shifts under Finn, he's starting to feel pretty awful and like he's the galaxy's worst boyfriend.
Finn's still confused as all hell, but now Poe looks a little hurt, too. He pushes his own pain to the side for it and leans forward to get his hands on Poe's neck and press a kiss to his temple.
"Sorry. I really don't know what happened. Can we-... This is okay, isn't it?"
It bothers Poe when Finn is so willing to push his own feelings aside for the sake of his, mostly to offer comfort. They weren't one of those couples that argued constantly but when they did it was over serious matters. There had been several occasions Poe had wished that Finn would just be angry at him. He deserved that over forgiveness.
He didn't deserve this perfect man, so when Finn offers a comforting kiss he sighs.
"You don't need to be sorry, Finn. You didn't do anything wrong." He had done exactly what Poe had been taunting him to do. He was the one being an ass about losing and assuming Finn had his own set of tricks.
"I'm sorry." He couldn't say it enough but he truly was.
Well, he sure felt like he'd done something wrong. Even if it was something that Poe just perceived as wrong, he wants to make it right.
Maybe not right now, though. He just wants this to be over with and hopes it doesn't happen again. (It will, though.) As far as Poe's apology is concerned, he doesn't know if he should accept it or sweep it away like his own had been.
For now, he opts to say nothing and just lean in for another kiss against Poe's skin. "I would like to talk more about this-" Especially whatever the hell Poe was doing. "-but maybe later."
Poe wouldn't claim what Finn had done was wrong but more unusual. The more Poe pondered the idea the more it seemed to be not so strange, this could just be Finn?.
It was an incident that would happen again and a few times after, Poe couldn't promise if he would be better prepared next time, if any but right now he just wanted to know what he could do to make Finn feel better. He didn't seem all that impressed or interested in Poe's apology.
It was defintally a conversation they both needed to discuss despite the sudden soreness of it all. Poe nods his head in agreement before he presses his forehead against Finn's own.
"I am sorry." He reaches up a hand to softly cup Finn's cheek to offer both comfort and affection.
Saying nothing had definitely been the wrong decision. He couldn't do anything right tonight, apparently.
Finn grimaced and mirrored his lover, putting his hand on his cheek, too. "Poe, you did nothing wrong. And if you did, I forgive you." It was Finn that made him upset, somehow. Maybe if he understood, he'd know where the blame fell.
This conversation seems to be on loop, so he closes the distance between them again and takes a kiss, hoping to shut them both up.
Poe wasn't exactly succeeding much himself, he felt he was just making this situation all the worse rather he was speaking or not.
"I don't want you believing that you done something wrong when I overreacted", he was determined to argue. He knew damn well that Finn was blaming this entire incident all on himself but no matter how hard Poe tried to convince him other wise they both back paddled.
Poe had been caught off guard and it had left him entirely stunned. It was unexpected and he had not been anywhere near prepared.
Of course he wouldn't hush until Finn truly believed him and perhaps that's one of the reasons Finn pressed their lips together? The perfect distraction to shut up Poe Dameron.
Had he overreacted? Or had Finn really done wrong somehow? That was a question for later. Right now, he'd love to get back to whatever teasing game they had earlier.
That was impossible, though. Maybe just making up a little would be good enough.
When he had to stop for breath, he pulled away to kiss along Poe's jaw and down his throat, hoping to be pretty distracting.
A question that could and would have them bickering for the remainder of the day and the conversation would only further continue to lap around in circles. Poe didn't want that and he was certain Finn didn't either. It was best to be discussed later.
Yet, he still didn't want Finn to be bothered or upset by any of this. He hated seeing Finn bothered by anything and it was worse if he had caused it.
But for now Finn seems determined to forget the matter, distracting Poe with perfect kisses. It was working, Poe could feel his body shiver due to the sensation. With a soft noise he nips lightly at Finn's earlobe.
Distractions are perfectly fine when they're like this.
A little whine escapes his throat unbidden, and Finn considers this whole thing a small victory. They can talk later, maybe with more sense between them. Right now, he just wanted to defuse wherever that was going.
He lowers himself, pressing his body along Poe's. His mouth finds the hollow of his throat and the front and lightly bites before trying to suck a mark into his skin.
Frisk that whine was too damn adorable and it never failed when it came to tugging at Poe's heart. This discussion was best to be left alone at the moment, more could come of it when they could actually talk about it without potential argument.
A groan leaves him deep and low, his body giving a small shudder at the sensation from the bite. It's a weak spot and Finn uses it to his advantage.
No complaints.
Poe arches his back, his body molding into Finn's own.
A fully distracted Poe Dameron has reached success.
Does Finn have any idea how damn sexy he is when he growls like that? When he becomes a little lost in the moment and that bit of that possessiveness leaks out. It leaves Poe incredibly hard and slightly needy.
Damn needy.
He doesn't protest or fight against Finn's push to bring him fully down, his body buckles and gives in. He would be a complete idiot to deny Finn to be on top him like this, hips bucking against his own. He returns to favor, dark eyes glazed with arousal.
Another slow grind as his shirt is pushed aside and heated skin exposed. He wantsneeds Finn's lips on any part of his aching body.
That easy submission only spurns him on for more. Poe looks so good when he gives in to the moment like this, not that he doesn't always look gorgeous.
Finn pushes his shirt up and starts kissing down his torso, his hands already starting to open his boyfriend's pants. It seems he doesn't really care where they are or who could randomly walk in. Finn's certain they'll be smart enough to immediately walk back out.
It would be ridiculous of him to not give into Finn's touch, those deliscious kisses. They spend so much of their time having to keep their relationship private mostly due to professional reasons that fall more upon Poe. They both agreed it was best to take advantage of any chance they got alone together.
Poe isn't openly going to admit that his body betrays him when Finn touches and kisses him in ways that are seductive, hell any damn way if he were being honest with himself. The feeling is electrifying and it has left Poe addicted.
The reality that they could possibly get caught by anyone hasn't occurred to him, he's far too focused on how incredible Finn is making him feel. Evident by the low moans escaping deep from within his throat, begging for more. His hand grips along his boyfriend's shoulder, urging him to continue.
Finn doesn't need much urging. He pushes Poe's shirt up, kissing at his torso while his hand finally has enough room to wiggle into his pants.
There isn't much he gets up to, though. Just palming Poe's cock and generally being a tease. Even his kisses, becoming a little more tongue and teeth, start moving lower. All the while, little sighs leave him.
It seems like he's enjoying taking as much time as he wants.
Poe's head falls back along the mat, eyes fluttered closed in satisfaction. Finn had learned the right spots to touch and caress that made Poe weak, a damn whimpering idiot who craved more pleasure. He also knew just where to kiss and let his lips linger in order to tug Poe to that edge of desperation.
Finn earns a noise of appreciation once a hand dips inside his pants but the palming isn't enough. Poe wants and needs more, his aching for it. His impatient and he's tempted to just grab Finn's hand, make him squeeze his cock and give it more attention. Possibly even plant the idea of whacking him off in Finn's mind.
But he notes Finn's teasing, feels how his boyfriend carefully takes him time. Poe will take this as a small punishment. Still he presses himself against Finn's palm, silently begging for more.
Another little growl escapes him, and Finn lightly rakes his teeth against Poe's skin with the ghost of a bite. The tiniest of reprimands, he supposes. After whatever argument they just had and still gaining control afterwards, he kinda wants to be that way.
But he does continue, at least. His kisses move lower, get a little sloppier, then he's moving his hand to expose Poe much better. He kisses the head of his cock before slowly getting his lips around it, making his intentions clear.
Finn's growl only intensifies Poe's need and leaves him even more eager, desperate. At this point he's willing to take anything Finn gives or offers due to their argument. He doesn't mind when Finn has the need to take control, its a huge turn on for Poe. One that leaves him hard and impatient.
If Finn wishes to take his time and torment Poe with some well deserved teasing, fuck so be it.
He bites down along his lower lip the very second Finn exposes him a bit more, helps his cock free so that his own lips can kiss. His finger nails dig into the mat beneath him, his hips arching slightly to press against his boyfriend's mouth. He sucks in a breath, eyes remaining closed as he falls into the state of desire and passion.
Finn hums long and low as he takes Poe's cock in his mouth, almost like he's inquiring what he wants, almost innocent. Or it would seem that way without the dick in his mouth.
His tongue wraps around and runs along the bottom, tracing the lines and moving slow. He sucks hard, swallowing down more before coming up for air again.
It went without saying that Finn had won the argument at this point. Finn had him at his mercy with that perfect mouth wrapped tight around his cock. He had to control his volume of moaning, they couldn't risk the chance of being caught despite Poe tipping close to the edge of not caring.
It was near torture fighting against the need to grip the back of his boyfriend's head and just fuck Finn's throat raw.
Fuck.
"You enjoy making me needy?" It was a miracle he was able to muster words that alone a damn sentence.
The edges of Finn's lips quirked up into a smirk before he pulled off. His hand brushed against Poe's cock but gripped his hip instead.
"Very much so." If he loved anything, it was driving Poe crazy. And if that made him mad again, so be it. With his smirk still broad he leaned back down to kiss at the opposite, neglecting his cock.
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He doesn't know how to answer it any other way. A decision was made and it happened. So he just shrugs. Again.
"I don't know. Really, Poe. It was just luck... Why's it bother you so badly?" Poe wanted to be caught, teased Finn multiple times to do it. He doesn't understand the reaction or questions.
That icon is precious/pitiful AF!!!!!
He also didn't want to further upset his boyfriend either, Finn seemed sincere about his actions.
"Because it wasn't luck, Finn." Poe didn't know what in the hell it was and it wasn't in the ordinary.
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Is he so confident in his fighting ability that he's willing to argue that Finn-... What? Cheated somehow? Is he really being a sore loser about this? Finn wishes he could get mad from that thought, but nothing really changes for him. He feels a bit like he's walking on eggshells.
So he plays along. Or tries to. "Then what do you think it was?
He's so fucking adorable I can't!!!!
Is he? Maybe he is being a huge jerk about all of this? Finn wouldn't lie to him about catching him, he defintally wouldn't cheat either. None in which were in Finn's nature. It very well could have been just simple luck and Poe is just looking far to into it, he can't win all the time.
His body shifts under Finn, he's starting to feel pretty awful and like he's the galaxy's worst boyfriend.
"I don't know."
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"Sorry. I really don't know what happened. Can we-... This is okay, isn't it?"
Isn't it? He has no idea.
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He didn't deserve this perfect man, so when Finn offers a comforting kiss he sighs.
"You don't need to be sorry, Finn. You didn't do anything wrong." He had done exactly what Poe had been taunting him to do. He was the one being an ass about losing and assuming Finn had his own set of tricks.
"I'm sorry." He couldn't say it enough but he truly was.
"It's okay."
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Maybe not right now, though. He just wants this to be over with and hopes it doesn't happen again. (It will, though.) As far as Poe's apology is concerned, he doesn't know if he should accept it or sweep it away like his own had been.
For now, he opts to say nothing and just lean in for another kiss against Poe's skin. "I would like to talk more about this-" Especially whatever the hell Poe was doing. "-but maybe later."
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It was an incident that would happen again and a few times after, Poe couldn't promise if he would be better prepared next time, if any but right now he just wanted to know what he could do to make Finn feel better. He didn't seem all that impressed or interested in Poe's apology.
It was defintally a conversation they both needed to discuss despite the sudden soreness of it all. Poe nods his head in agreement before he presses his forehead against Finn's own.
"I am sorry." He reaches up a hand to softly cup Finn's cheek to offer both comfort and affection.
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Finn grimaced and mirrored his lover, putting his hand on his cheek, too. "Poe, you did nothing wrong. And if you did, I forgive you." It was Finn that made him upset, somehow. Maybe if he understood, he'd know where the blame fell.
This conversation seems to be on loop, so he closes the distance between them again and takes a kiss, hoping to shut them both up.
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"I don't want you believing that you done something wrong when I overreacted", he was determined to argue. He knew damn well that Finn was blaming this entire incident all on himself but no matter how hard Poe tried to convince him other wise they both back paddled.
Poe had been caught off guard and it had left him entirely stunned. It was unexpected and he had not been anywhere near prepared.
Of course he wouldn't hush until Finn truly believed him and perhaps that's one of the reasons Finn pressed their lips together? The perfect distraction to shut up Poe Dameron.
Well played, Finn. Well played.
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That was impossible, though. Maybe just making up a little would be good enough.
When he had to stop for breath, he pulled away to kiss along Poe's jaw and down his throat, hoping to be pretty distracting.
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Yet, he still didn't want Finn to be bothered or upset by any of this. He hated seeing Finn bothered by anything and it was worse if he had caused it.
But for now Finn seems determined to forget the matter, distracting Poe with perfect kisses. It was working, Poe could feel his body shiver due to the sensation. With a soft noise he nips lightly at Finn's earlobe.
Distractions are perfectly fine when they're like this.
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He lowers himself, pressing his body along Poe's. His mouth finds the hollow of his throat and the front and lightly bites before trying to suck a mark into his skin.
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A groan leaves him deep and low, his body giving a small shudder at the sensation from the bite. It's a weak spot and Finn uses it to his advantage.
No complaints.
Poe arches his back, his body molding into Finn's own.
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He pushes Poe to the floor properly, grinding their hips together. His kisses begin to move lower, shoving Poe's shirt to the side.
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Does Finn have any idea how damn sexy he is when he growls like that? When he becomes a little lost in the moment and that bit of that possessiveness leaks out. It leaves Poe incredibly hard and slightly needy.
Damn needy.
He doesn't protest or fight against Finn's push to bring him fully down, his body buckles and gives in. He would be a complete idiot to deny Finn to be on top him like this, hips bucking against his own. He returns to favor, dark eyes glazed with arousal.
Another slow grind as his shirt is pushed aside and heated skin exposed. He
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Finn pushes his shirt up and starts kissing down his torso, his hands already starting to open his boyfriend's pants. It seems he doesn't really care where they are or who could randomly walk in. Finn's certain they'll be smart enough to immediately walk back out.
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Poe isn't openly going to admit that his body betrays him when Finn touches and kisses him in ways that are seductive, hell any damn way if he were being honest with himself. The feeling is electrifying and it has left Poe addicted.
The reality that they could possibly get caught by anyone hasn't occurred to him, he's far too focused on how incredible Finn is making him feel. Evident by the low moans escaping deep from within his throat, begging for more. His hand grips along his boyfriend's shoulder, urging him to continue.
Always the impatient one.
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There isn't much he gets up to, though. Just palming Poe's cock and generally being a tease. Even his kisses, becoming a little more tongue and teeth, start moving lower. All the while, little sighs leave him.
It seems like he's enjoying taking as much time as he wants.
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Finn earns a noise of appreciation once a hand dips inside his pants but the palming isn't enough. Poe wants and needs more, his aching for it. His impatient and he's tempted to just grab Finn's hand, make him squeeze his cock and give it more attention. Possibly even plant the idea of whacking him off in Finn's mind.
But he notes Finn's teasing, feels how his boyfriend carefully takes him time. Poe will take this as a small punishment. Still he presses himself against Finn's palm, silently begging for more.
"Damn", he sighs through tight jaws.
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But he does continue, at least. His kisses move lower, get a little sloppier, then he's moving his hand to expose Poe much better. He kisses the head of his cock before slowly getting his lips around it, making his intentions clear.
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If Finn wishes to take his time and torment Poe with some well deserved teasing, fuck so be it.
He bites down along his lower lip the very second Finn exposes him a bit more, helps his cock free so that his own lips can kiss. His finger nails dig into the mat beneath him, his hips arching slightly to press against his boyfriend's mouth. He sucks in a breath, eyes remaining closed as he falls into the state of desire and passion.
"Finn", he sighs deeply. Head spinning with lust.
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His tongue wraps around and runs along the bottom, tracing the lines and moving slow. He sucks hard, swallowing down more before coming up for air again.
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It was near torture fighting against the need to grip the back of his boyfriend's head and just fuck Finn's throat raw.
Fuck.
"You enjoy making me needy?" It was a miracle he was able to muster words that alone a damn sentence.
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"Very much so." If he loved anything, it was driving Poe crazy. And if that made him mad again, so be it. With his smirk still broad he leaned back down to kiss at the opposite, neglecting his cock.
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