There was a moment of sheer adrenaline when Poe was taken from him, his hands reaching out to desperately grab at nothing.
This was wrong. This situation was all wrong. The vines were doing something to them and, finally, with Poe's body not glued to him, Finn fully realized that they were in some sort of danger.
If only... he could think a little further than that... Poe wasn't taken far from him and, even if not being touched felt almost excruciating right now, he could see that there was no intention to separate them more. And there Poe stood before him, lean and strong and beautiful and wanting. Wanting for him. (Or he had been just a moment ago. He definitely remembered that.)
"We should-" Should call BB-8. Should definitely try to send out a message to BB-8 in a comm unit that was tangled in someone's clothes that were somewhere around their feet. But the plants weren't holding Finn back and he had to reach out to touch Poe's hips. The vines around his cock were trying to keep him hard, and the hazy mist was doing a great job of putting his mind in a similar condition. "Poe, you're beautiful. You look so good. I want-" He stepped forward, tentatively pressing their bodies together again, knowing that he was supposed to be concerned about something right now. "I need you. I need this."
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This was wrong. This situation was all wrong. The vines were doing something to them and, finally, with Poe's body not glued to him, Finn fully realized that they were in some sort of danger.
If only... he could think a little further than that... Poe wasn't taken far from him and, even if not being touched felt almost excruciating right now, he could see that there was no intention to separate them more. And there Poe stood before him, lean and strong and beautiful and wanting. Wanting for him. (Or he had been just a moment ago. He definitely remembered that.)
"We should-" Should call BB-8. Should definitely try to send out a message to BB-8 in a comm unit that was tangled in someone's clothes that were somewhere around their feet. But the plants weren't holding Finn back and he had to reach out to touch Poe's hips. The vines around his cock were trying to keep him hard, and the hazy mist was doing a great job of putting his mind in a similar condition. "Poe, you're beautiful. You look so good. I want-" He stepped forward, tentatively pressing their bodies together again, knowing that he was supposed to be concerned about something right now. "I need you. I need this."