It was a little intoxicating. Every time Finn told him that he was loved, Poe's heart seemed to bloom all over again. A guy could get used to this... Actually, he hoped he never did. This was too precious.

He wasn't too keen on moving away from Poe either. Finn just kissed him once more and began backing away towards the waves, his hands pulling at his lover by the elbows. "Pretty sure you need it more than I do," he purred, thinking about how Poe already cleaned him up so nicely.