All his. Finn's heart skipped a beat at the notion, stomach flipping. He liked the sound of it. Especially when Poe moved away, Finn's eyes not leaving him, and his own touch not being nearly as satisfying. He needed Poe. Needed to be his.

Since he was given permission to touch himself while Poe was away, he let go when the other returned, wanting much more than he could give himself. His cock twitched from the cool liquid, the implications of it-

Finn moaned and whimpered, his hips pushing up and head tilting back as Poe finally entered him. It was only his finger but it already felt so good. The words, though. The words made his breath stutter, cock dribbling on his torso.

"Yes. Yes, yes- Poe, make me yours. I want to be yours. Please, fuck me, make love to me. I need you, Poe. I love you. I love you."