Loved him so long. Poe had loved him for so long... How long? Hell, how long had Finn felt this way for him? He wasn't even sure of that much. The love had just appeared and grown and swallowed him completely.

The rest of his words led Finn to bite his lip... before thinking better of it and nipping at Poe's ear instead. The vines were weird but maybe not so bad if they made Poe feel so good. And as much as he was enjoying this slow pace- "I'm yours, Poe. I love you. Take me. Fuck me, please. Whatever you want, take it. Just need to feel you. I need you." Bundled in the vines, his cock throbbed in an attempt, still feeling a little like he was buried deep in Poe while Poe was buried deep in him. It was overwhelming.