Finn grunted from the intrusion, arching against Poe as the rest of the world whited out. It took a moment before he realized Poe was inside of him and another for him to adjust to the feeling. It seemed like far too long before he was able to breathe again.

"Kiss me," he gasped before he could hold his tongue. He wasn't supposed to give out the orders in this dynamic, but something about it made him feel braver, more able to do something so risky. And he didn't take it back either.