Finn breathed a laugh, apparently calming down a little after how intense that last round had been. "I don't think you give yourself enough credit." Poe was too good to him, as far as he was concerned. Always would be.
He pressed back against his lover, a warm smile from everything, including the movement of his hips. "You still want me?" Incorrigible.
Poe wouldn't call himself a hopeless romantic. When it came to romance Poe genually had to work at it. He's irresistibly charming, that goes without question but romance doesn't come as natural as being one hell of a pilot. He must be doing something right cause Finn wants to be his now and always.
"You're one to talk, babe." Finn deserved being spoiled and offered all worlds. Poe wasn't going to stop making him feel like royalty.
His thumb lazily drags across Finn's lower lip, his own press warmly along the back of Finn's neck. "Always sweetheart. Always."
He hums and purrs into the touches, melting against his lover. Finn doesn't really need romance, just love and assurances, attention and comfort. Poe gives him all that and more in spades, never really leaving him wanting.
"Love you," he mumbles, grinding their hips together again. "Always love you. Always."
Finn had been robbed of his childhood, forced to serve under evil and trained to be something he was far from. A gentle soul and mind taught to feel nothing and denied affection. Poe had found such a life unfair and cruel, he wanted to give and provide those things Finn had been lacking.
Poe could be a bit much at times.
"Always love you. Always", he echoes against Finn's skin. He drags his mouth against his lover's shoulder, tongue playfully flicking along Finn's spine. He meets those grinds with his own, still hungry and needy.
"You're gonna get tired of hearing me say just how much you mean to me."
Finn shivers and giggles, mostly from the touches that Poe's lovingly giving him. His back arches, a low moan rattling out of his throat, trying to get closer to him, trying to ask for more without saying it.
"Never." And now he's giggling because of the words. "I'll never get tired of hearing it. That's impossible."
A warmth forms within Poe's chest, a warmth that suddenly creeps along his whole body enough to make him smile rather shy and turn his head. It's what he wants to hear now and always. That the man who completes him will never grow tired or annoyed with hearing "I love you."
An arm wraps around Finn's middle wanting his lover molded against his heated skin. His lips fall back upon one of Finn's ears with desperate sucks and bites along the earlobe.
"Good, because I'm going to keep saying it" he swears. Now and always.
Poe doesn't come off as shy very often, and though Finn isn't sure that's what just happened, he does know that it's close enough to make him thrilled, anyway.
His hand finds the back of Poe's head again, humming happily with his eyes closed before sighing. His hips grind into Poe's. For all his lover never seems done, Finn can certainly keep up.
Poe isn't by any means the shy type, he's pretty damn cocky with the way he holds and presents himself. Yet Finn has this way of making him feel like no one else can. Finn knows how to bring down certain shields Poe has built around himself, he pulls back layers.
Finn accepts and loves all of him, even his flaws.
He could spend the rest of their night pressing loving kisses against Finn's skin while his hands caressed all the places he loved to touch, those spots that left Finn moaning in content. He matches Finn's grinds slowly and with a hunger to tangle with his love yet again.
He knows Finn is just as willing. "I could do this all night."
Those words make his grin grow. "I know you could."
This time, he pushes back against Poe, rolling a little and clamping his arm around his lover. "You could keep trying to prove it, though. I wouldn't be adverse to that."
Well, he was tired and he did have to get up early but it won't be the first sleepless night with Poe. Not the last, either, if Finn has anything to say about it.
Poe gives a little lopsided grin of his own, the ever so famous cocky Dameron one. Pleased with himself that he's left his love aching for more despite the small feeling of tiredness.
"Ya like when I do, huh?" His voice rough and low with his question. He grinds his hips back against Finn while his arms move to pull him closer.
He tilts his head to capture Finn's lips so that he can kiss him slowly and maybe just a bit desperately all over again.
The words fall away, and Finn kisses back with a moan and shiver of his own. His hands begin to travel, retracing the expanse of Poe's back and into his curls again like he's done a million times before. Never gets old, though.
He considers pulling away to nibble on Poe's neck but settles for nibbling at his bottom lip instead.
Poe has grown so sensitive to Finn's touch its almost pathetic. Yet it soothes him when he's in need of a calming touch and Finn's finger tips alone could bring Poe to his knees.
He melts against his other half, his body growing hot all over again all while his hands linger along every and any part of Finn he's able. His kisses remain desperate and deep all the same, his tongue bathing in the taste of his lover.
He shivers at the nibbling along his lower lip, his dick quick to give a reaction. A hand dips down to cup Finn's perfect ass, offering a squeeze of excitement.
"Love getting to see you like this", he growls low and rough.
Finn's lips grow into a slow grin. "Exhausted and happy and in love?" And fucked out of his mind, evident by how rough his own voice is.
His hips respond to Poe's body, pushing up against him to grind back with gasp. His own cock twitches, and Finn already mourns the day he grows too old to come back like this. As it is now, he focuses on kissing Poe deeply, enjoying the new pace.
Especially fucked completely and utterly senseless. Poe didn't know what in the hell he did to deserve such an honor but Finn was very much his. "Eyes filled with lust and satisfaction", he mutters against such deliscious lips.
He reaches his hand around so that it can wrap around Finn's throbbing length, lightly his thumb brushes along his lover's tip while he gives another slow roll of his hips.
"I hope you never grow tired of this or me", he breathes low.
Finn gasps into Poe's mouth, oversensitive and stilling as his lover's hand brushes over him. When he finally releases his breath, he's somehow more loose and tense, body relaxing back into the bed again while his hands tighten as if to get them closer.
Having Poe this close is a revelation. His own hands wander again, finding Poe's length and barely touching, just enough to be there.
"I would never want you too", he whispers against Finn's lips, leaving a playful bite behind followed with a little smirk. He would shower his lover in both love and sex for as long as Finn wanted, Poe could only hope it would be for always. He craves Finn's affection too much for it to fade out with the stars.
He makes a muffled sound at the feeling of his love's fingers ghosting against the tip of his eager dick. A touch that leaves his body aching to take Finn hard and raw once more, its near painful.
Finn seems to adore him this way. Undone and at a loss of control over himself. Hungry for Finn and him only.
He doesn't hesitate to crush his mouth hard against Finn's own, kissing the other man rough and desperate. Teeth nipping at tender lips, his tongue demanding dominance as it tangles with his lovers.
"Mmm, I know I could never tire of this", he confesses while his hands curl along the back of Finn's toned legs in order to wrap them around his waist.
Poe's right. Finn does adore him like this, as if he didn't adore Poe in all of his other moments, too. But like this, he's drowned in happiness and pleasure, desperate and hungry for more, and it's all because of Finn. He's made his love this happy, and that feeling alone is more than he can bear.
Which is partially why his legs get around his waist quickly and easily, almost instinct and muscle memory at this point. No matter how many times they did this, nothing about it diminished. Finn could crave this forever, will crave Poe forever.
"I always want you," he confesses right back, murmuring it into Poe's lips. "Fuck me, baby."
Finn has the ability to make Poe feel a stream of overwhelming emotions. The love that pours from his boyfriend is so damn intoxicating at times it leaves Poe dizzy with lust and desperation. He wants to shower Finn with love always, give him the affection he has been so deprived of. Finn has become his everything and Poe is determined to spoil the other man with every ounce of love he can offer.
And more.
Holy stars it was always beautiful how perfectly Finn's firm legs locked around his waist, begging to be fucked into oblivion. How those gorgeous bright, brown eyes urged for Poe to show him no mercy and wreck him until they were both spent. An image Poe kept safe within his memories, one he vowed to never forget.
Was this what love tasted like? If so Poe would surely drown and perish.
He grins against his boyfriend's lips while a hand squeezes an ass cheek both desperate and near starved for even more affection. "Enjoy it when I fuck you rough, huh?", he doesn't hesitate to ask. For encouragement he presses his already hard cock against Finn's ass.
Finn hisses, his head tilting back into the bed while his eyes flutter closed for a second. They've already fucked so much that he feels sensitive everywhere regardless of where Poe is pressing his hips in. It's glorious, though, and he doesn't want it to stop.
"I do." His body writhes beneath Poe's, arching into him, begging in both the movement and his voice. Then, softer, eyes opening just a little, "I do. Poe, please."
He tries to press him closer with his legs, tries to hold on to him with his hands. It's a wander he's able to do either. Not because he's definitely already pretty fucked out but because it's Poe and Finn's always marveled that he's able to hold on to him at all. "Poe..."
Poe's hands fall in order to massage and press on any part of Finn's body he finds, touches. It's evident within his lover's hiss that Finn's body is near spent from their acts of sex and foreplay. When he kisses his boyfriend this time, the kisses are much softer and longing. Kisses of sympathy that he's left his love deliciously sore when his dick is near begging to be returned to tight, pressed warmth.
"I can fuck you slow this round", he promises. Poe has never not been true to his word when it came to Finn, especially with matters of the bedroom. A hand brushes soft against Finn's cheek, fingers dipping to glide back along those perfect lips affectionately. "Would you prefer to ride me, babe?"
True, Finn can be just as passionate and extreme when such an opportunity presents itself but this way he would have a bit more control of the speed and pace.
"Or?", that famous cocky grin spreads bright along his lips. "You wanna go back to binding and fucking me?"
Finn's eyes flutter open from the words, and his tongue escapes to tease at Poe's finger before his lips wrap around the digit, too. Those are some pretty excellent choices, and Finn's so spent that he has to wonder which he can provide more pleasure with. Always thinking of his own pleasure as secondary, of course.
He opens eyes to pierce Poe with them, releasing his finger, too.
"Let's tie you up." Poe likes that, he knows. And he can provide as much pleasure as he wants without taxing himself. Well, unless he wants to tax himself. And he does want, of course.
NO NEED TO APOLOGIZE MAH SPACEBAE!!!! IM EPIC FAILING AT TAGS D:
He's beautiful, so damn beautiful. That's one of the million thoughts rushing through Poe's mind as he gazes back at his spent boyfriend. Finn is a work of art, a true master piece and Poe gets to call him his own. He doesn't fight the urge to bite down upon his lower lip and enjoy the sensation of Finn's hot tongue, it further excites him.
It's pleasing to spoil his boyfriend countlessly, it doesn't take much to cause Poe to bend and give into Finn's wishes.
Just as he had planned, Finn accepts the offer of the binding. Perfect. "Promise to touch me all over?" He already knows Finn when come through but he loves the look within those dark brown eyes each time he asks.
"Take your time, babe. I love the way your hands feel."
"Everywhere," he easily agrees. Though, Finn also easily gets distracted when it comes to Poe's body. Or, rather, over enthusiastic. There's so much skin and he always wants it all now. It's one of the few things he's really greedy about.
Still, he gets his legs around Poe and flips them so that he's on top. That piece of cloth they had tangled Finn up in earlier was still on the bed with them, forgotten until Finn picked it back up again.
Then he got each of Poe's wrists in his hands, kissed each one, and tucked them over Poe's head, leaning over him all the while. After that, it's just a matter of tying them together. "I love getting you so riled up for me. I'm going to make you scream."
I am so very sorry this took 27 yrs mah space bae 😭💔
Many seemed fond of Poe's toned form, intrigued by his handsome features and drawn to his wild attidude. He's had many admirers as well as past flings but he's officially given himself to Finn, every damn bit of himself. In other words Finn can be as greedy as he wishes, Poe wants him to endure in all of him and he loves how Finn takes his time.
It doesn't take much effort to flip Poe onto his back, he's more than willing and eager. The deep, rough moan is a clear indication of his excitement and he can't resist how hungrily both his hands drag down Finn's well defined chest, taking in his lover's beauty.
Finn is rather skilled when it comes to their bondage activities, the way he pins Poe's hands above his head once more has the pilot biting down upon his lower lip, dark eyes melting with arousal. "You make it so damn easy, sweetheart", he whispers raw. "I'll scream for you the rest of the night if you play your cards right", he adds with a cocky grin.
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He pressed back against his lover, a warm smile from everything, including the movement of his hips. "You still want me?" Incorrigible.
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"You're one to talk, babe." Finn deserved being spoiled and offered all worlds. Poe wasn't going to stop making him feel like royalty.
His thumb lazily drags across Finn's lower lip, his own press warmly along the back of Finn's neck. "Always sweetheart. Always."
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"Love you," he mumbles, grinding their hips together again. "Always love you. Always."
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Poe could be a bit much at times.
"Always love you. Always", he echoes against Finn's skin. He drags his mouth against his lover's shoulder, tongue playfully flicking along Finn's spine. He meets those grinds with his own, still hungry and needy.
"You're gonna get tired of hearing me say just how much you mean to me."
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"Never." And now he's giggling because of the words. "I'll never get tired of hearing it. That's impossible."
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An arm wraps around Finn's middle wanting his lover molded against his heated skin. His lips fall back upon one of Finn's ears with desperate sucks and bites along the earlobe.
"Good, because I'm going to keep saying it" he swears. Now and always.
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His hand finds the back of Poe's head again, humming happily with his eyes closed before sighing. His hips grind into Poe's. For all his lover never seems done, Finn can certainly keep up.
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Finn accepts and loves all of him, even his flaws.
He could spend the rest of their night pressing loving kisses against Finn's skin while his hands caressed all the places he loved to touch, those spots that left Finn moaning in content. He matches Finn's grinds slowly and with a hunger to tangle with his love yet again.
He knows Finn is just as willing. "I could do this all night."
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This time, he pushes back against Poe, rolling a little and clamping his arm around his lover. "You could keep trying to prove it, though. I wouldn't be adverse to that."
Well, he was tired and he did have to get up early but it won't be the first sleepless night with Poe. Not the last, either, if Finn has anything to say about it.
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"Ya like when I do, huh?" His voice rough and low with his question. He grinds his hips back against Finn while his arms move to pull him closer.
He tilts his head to capture Finn's lips so that he can kiss him slowly and maybe just a bit desperately all over again.
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He considers pulling away to nibble on Poe's neck but settles for nibbling at his bottom lip instead.
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Poe has grown so sensitive to Finn's touch its almost pathetic. Yet it soothes him when he's in need of a calming touch and Finn's finger tips alone could bring Poe to his knees.
He melts against his other half, his body growing hot all over again all while his hands linger along every and any part of Finn he's able. His kisses remain desperate and deep all the same, his tongue bathing in the taste of his lover.
He shivers at the nibbling along his lower lip, his dick quick to give a reaction. A hand dips down to cup Finn's perfect ass, offering a squeeze of excitement.
"Love getting to see you like this", he growls low and rough.
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His hips respond to Poe's body, pushing up against him to grind back with gasp. His own cock twitches, and Finn already mourns the day he grows too old to come back like this. As it is now, he focuses on kissing Poe deeply, enjoying the new pace.
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He reaches his hand around so that it can wrap around Finn's throbbing length, lightly his thumb brushes along his lover's tip while he gives another slow roll of his hips.
"I hope you never grow tired of this or me", he breathes low.
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Having Poe this close is a revelation. His own hands wander again, finding Poe's length and barely touching, just enough to be there.
"Never. I can't even imagine it."
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He makes a muffled sound at the feeling of his love's fingers ghosting against the tip of his eager dick. A touch that leaves his body aching to take Finn hard and raw once more, its near painful.
Finn seems to adore him this way. Undone and at a loss of control over himself. Hungry for Finn and him only.
He doesn't hesitate to crush his mouth hard against Finn's own, kissing the other man rough and desperate. Teeth nipping at tender lips, his tongue demanding dominance as it tangles with his lovers.
"Mmm, I know I could never tire of this", he confesses while his hands curl along the back of Finn's toned legs in order to wrap them around his waist.
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Which is partially why his legs get around his waist quickly and easily, almost instinct and muscle memory at this point. No matter how many times they did this, nothing about it diminished. Finn could crave this forever, will crave Poe forever.
"I always want you," he confesses right back, murmuring it into Poe's lips. "Fuck me, baby."
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And more.
Holy stars it was always beautiful how perfectly Finn's firm legs locked around his waist, begging to be fucked into oblivion. How those gorgeous bright, brown eyes urged for Poe to show him no mercy and wreck him until they were both spent. An image Poe kept safe within his memories, one he vowed to never forget.
Was this what love tasted like? If so Poe would surely drown and perish.
He grins against his boyfriend's lips while a hand squeezes an ass cheek both desperate and near starved for even more affection. "Enjoy it when I fuck you rough, huh?", he doesn't hesitate to ask. For encouragement he presses his already hard cock against Finn's ass.
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"I do." His body writhes beneath Poe's, arching into him, begging in both the movement and his voice. Then, softer, eyes opening just a little, "I do. Poe, please."
He tries to press him closer with his legs, tries to hold on to him with his hands. It's a wander he's able to do either. Not because he's definitely already pretty fucked out but because it's Poe and Finn's always marveled that he's able to hold on to him at all. "Poe..."
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"I can fuck you slow this round", he promises. Poe has never not been true to his word when it came to Finn, especially with matters of the bedroom. A hand brushes soft against Finn's cheek, fingers dipping to glide back along those perfect lips affectionately. "Would you prefer to ride me, babe?"
True, Finn can be just as passionate and extreme when such an opportunity presents itself but this way he would have a bit more control of the speed and pace.
"Or?", that famous cocky grin spreads bright along his lips. "You wanna go back to binding and fucking me?"
I'M SO LATE ON THESE I'M SORRY SPACEBAE!!!!!!! ♥♥
He opens eyes to pierce Poe with them, releasing his finger, too.
"Let's tie you up." Poe likes that, he knows. And he can provide as much pleasure as he wants without taxing himself. Well, unless he wants to tax himself. And he does want, of course.
NO NEED TO APOLOGIZE MAH SPACEBAE!!!! IM EPIC FAILING AT TAGS D:
It's pleasing to spoil his boyfriend countlessly, it doesn't take much to cause Poe to bend and give into Finn's wishes.
Just as he had planned, Finn accepts the offer of the binding. Perfect. "Promise to touch me all over?" He already knows Finn when come through but he loves the look within those dark brown eyes each time he asks.
"Take your time, babe. I love the way your hands feel."
OTZ this is our lives now i guess lmao
Still, he gets his legs around Poe and flips them so that he's on top. That piece of cloth they had tangled Finn up in earlier was still on the bed with them, forgotten until Finn picked it back up again.
Then he got each of Poe's wrists in his hands, kissed each one, and tucked them over Poe's head, leaning over him all the while. After that, it's just a matter of tying them together. "I love getting you so riled up for me. I'm going to make you scream."
I am so very sorry this took 27 yrs mah space bae 😭💔
It doesn't take much effort to flip Poe onto his back, he's more than willing and eager. The deep, rough moan is a clear indication of his excitement and he can't resist how hungrily both his hands drag down Finn's well defined chest, taking in his lover's beauty.
Finn is rather skilled when it comes to their bondage activities, the way he pins Poe's hands above his head once more has the pilot biting down upon his lower lip, dark eyes melting with arousal. "You make it so damn easy, sweetheart", he whispers raw. "I'll scream for you the rest of the night if you play your cards right", he adds with a cocky grin.