Force, Finn felt good. And because of everything, Poe had spent the last half hour edging himself. This wasn’t going to last long. Slowly. Slowly, slowly.

“You feel so good,” he whispered, slowly pushing deeper. “You feel so good, Finn, you’re perfect. Beautiful...” Carefully, slowly, he sank deeper, until finally he was completely buried in Finn’s body. He didn’t trust himself to move yet, so he just gazed down at Finn with pure love.

“That feel good, babe?” He asked, a little breathlessly. “That what you needed?”