He gasped, the scar a bit more sensitive to the kiss than he thought it could be. His hands pawed at Poe's shirt, pulling it off of him as best he could.
Finn knew that he was hesitant about every move to the point of being clumsy and wasn't sure that the reminder helped Poe at all. But his hands found warm skin, his lips nipping at his earlobe.
"Poe-" He wanted to know exactly what Poe wanted out of this, exactly what he thought he'd get. But instead of making it a lesson to learn from, he wanted to do anything Poe asked. He wanted guidance, wanted to make everything perfect, wanted Poe. He pushed his hips forward as if to prove as much, hesitant (still) to toss them both down to the bed.
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Finn knew that he was hesitant about every move to the point of being clumsy and wasn't sure that the reminder helped Poe at all. But his hands found warm skin, his lips nipping at his earlobe.
"Poe-" He wanted to know exactly what Poe wanted out of this, exactly what he thought he'd get. But instead of making it a lesson to learn from, he wanted to do anything Poe asked. He wanted guidance, wanted to make everything perfect, wanted Poe. He pushed his hips forward as if to prove as much, hesitant (still) to toss them both down to the bed.