He sighed when Poe's hands started to move, getting his own involved to work on Poe's clothes. Another thing they didn't do was Finn taking any sort of initiative, much less undressing his friend. But, again, this felt different. This didn't feel like something he was getting paid to do. It just felt like something they both wanted.

So it was different, and that gave him some leeway to work. He opened the fastening's on Poe's pants but didn't go further, still not because of the agreement. His hips rolled into Poe's and their hands, teeth nibbling along Poe's lips, heart pounding in his throat.