Finn giggled, pressing another kiss to Poe's lips through his laugh. At this point, he at least had his pants on even if it was all still a bit of a mess. Hopefully, no one stopped him between points A and B.

He kissed Poe a third time and put on a shirt. After the fourth kiss, he realized it wasn't his... then quickly decided that he didn't care. "I'm commandeering this shirt for now. That okay?"

He still wasn't gone yet. That fifth kiss was taking a little while to do properly, after all.