His mouth hung open in a silent moan, the feeling of being penetrated, of being filled bringing him to a pause. Though his orgasm had loosened everything up and the vines seemed to have some of their own slick and ease about them, it did hurt.

But a part of him was almost certain that it should hurt more because it also felt incredible. He never wanted Poe to stop, wanted to be filled to completetion and further, wanted Poe to cum inside him for as long and as much as it took to never feel empty again.

"I need-" But from the sudden pressure and pain and adjustments, he also wasn't breathing. After breathing into his chest a couple of steady times, he tried to not go completely insane. It felt like paint dried faster than Poe was moving right now. "More. Please. Fuck me. Please. Poe, I need- I need you." His hips finally moved of their own accord after having been frozen there for a moment. "Hard, fast, please, please, Poe."