Finn was moaning with every breath, this being by far the single most erotic moment of his life. And Poe looked amazing, sounded amazing, that it was impossible to not obey his command.

He cried out, Poe's name somewhere in his voice, and hips thrusting a few more while he was finally coming. His head fell back, completely undone, but his hand didn't stop. Even while he was so very far away, he knew he needed to see Poe like this, too.