Finn's hands found Poe's back before he could really think on the action. He pulled him in closer until they could finally touch, chest-to-chest, pulling a happy moan from him.

Yet, Finn was still obviously hesitant. He'd finally gotten Poe on his wavelength. If he messed up now, either proved that he wasn't worth Poe's time or somehow convinced Poe that all he wanted from him was his body, then the damage may be irreparable.

But this kiss. He'd been dreaming so long about kissing and touching and being with Poe, but this was better than he'd ever imagined. It was too intoxicating to put a stop to. "I like you," he murmured when he parted for breath. Even when he kissed him deeply again, he knew it sounded pretty dumb. "A lot."