He was enveloped in this moment, grinding against Poe, letting himself drown his kiss. It felt perfect. Poe felt perfect against him like this. Though, he was a little unhappy about Poe's lips traveling away, even if it did still feel amazing. Unconsciously, he moved his to allow Poe a little more room to move.

Finn wasn't urging too hard or trying to press for more or faster, though. What he had right now was wonderful, especially as he let one hand trail down Poe's lean back, gently gliding over his warm skin.

"Never thought you'd be interested," he answered in a breath. "Never thought we'd-" He stopped that train there, not too willing to delve into a territory he didn't need to go in. Poe felt the same. Past regrets didn't matter right now, not in this moment. So he opened his eyes and looked at him with conviction whether Poe was looking back or not. "I love you... I don't know how long. I just-" For awhile. Since they met, he imagined.