It was almost enough to tip him over the edge, but he was just a little too distracted. Finn was beautiful, like the, and Poe openly stared at him as he came, pumping their cocks together. He felt the vine slide between his fingers, almost lapping at the cum on his hands. He should care, but he didn't. All he cared about right now was Finn.

He surged forward, kissing him deeply and groaning as he felt another vine grip his cock instead.

He couldn't help himself, letting go of them both so he could raise his hand to his lips, could taste Finn's cum on his fingers, but as he did so the vines took over where he had left off, wrapping securely around them both, and started to pump their cocks despite how tender and sensitive Finn must have been. "You're amazing-- you're so amazing, Finn, I want you so much---"