Poe groaned, helplessly, though it sounded almost pained, and he managed to get the bottle open, spilling a little on Finn's thigh as he fumbled, a slick hand quickly moving down between Finn's legs.

He kissed the man hard, on the edge of desperate, as his fingers sought what his body was screaming at him for, slipping in far too easily. He shuddered with need, pressing his forehead to Finn's a little too hard.