Finn hummed as Poe's thigh pressed against him but was happy to just keep the pressure there while he explored their kiss. Nothing he'd done before had really felt like this, so slow and warm and loving. It felt important, precious. A part of him wondered if this would go away once they were back on base, once the reality of the galaxy swamped them again, whether they wanted it to or not.

But now wasn't the time to worry about that. In fact, he didn't plan to worry at all. Maybe this was just one moment but that's sort of the way his life went, anyway. He'd keep this close, treasure it, and do his part to make sure it happened again. For now, though-

Poe pulled a groan out of him as he got more adventurous, and Finn still felt tired and sore but more than willing to indulge. This was Poe, after all. Wasn't like he'd say no, even now. They probably wouldn't get far, anyway, but he was willing to go as far as they both could manage.

So Finn kissed him a little harder and started to rut against Poe's thigh, his own legs squeezing his. Even though his heart was pounding in his chest, the motions were slow and steady, a hand brushing against Poe's hair as he cupped his cheek. He sucked on Poe's bottom lip just to see what would happen if he did... or rather, just because he could now.