Poe let out a sharp breath, punctuated with a gutteral sound as Finn fucked harder up into him, as a hard wrapped around his cock. It was almost a sob, as he leaned back to get a better angle, arching his spine as he thrust down hard, taking Finn as deep as he could. He could feel the tears slide easily down his cheek, even with his head tilted back, pooling against his ears rather than flow to his chin. He was gasping Finn's name with every thrust, now, and he could feel his orgasm quickly approaching as he rocked harder on Finn's lap, as if trying to destroy himself on it.

"Please-- Finn- please-- fuck---"