Kind of thankful that Poe was starting off slow, Finn was able to swallow around him easily. His hands found Poe's waist, hanging on and practically begging for more.

It'd be weird. It'd be weird, but Finn opened his eyes anyway. He looked up at his own face and into Poe's eyes, trying to convey how much he very suddenly wanted this. And, yeah, it was weird but it was also... strangely hot. Again, he'd worry about that later.