Poe flopped backwards onto the bed and grinned up at the ceiling. He had not thought this through when he just went and did it, but maybe that was for the best? He definitely would have talked himself out of it, otherwise.

But then the memory of Finn saying that he’d had a crush on him for a while sprung back into his mind and he squirmed with glee, safely out of sight of anyone.

He didn’t want to think about logistics right now. All he wanted to think about was Finn, and his incredibly soft, plush lips...

He sighed to himself pressing a hand to his groin when he felt it twitch. Damn. He was going to be spring loaded, at this rate.

After a minute he got up, grabbing a towel and throwing that around his waist before wandering into the hall. He’d never bothered getting dressed to go to the showers before, and he sure as hell wasnt about to start now.

Luckily, it seemed empty save for the sound of one of the showers running. So he padded over to it and quietly knocked, before he found the door just opened to the touch. Nice. He stepped in and locked it behind him before pulling off the towel and tossing it onto a hook. He sighed happily as he stepped up to the shower and found Finn under the running water. Beautiful...