Finn made a happy hum in response, the edges of his lips ticking up in a smile as he slipped further down Poe's cock. None of it was what he had expected, but the weight of him, the fullness of Poe in his mouth- He had to space his knees further apart, getting harder by the second with nothing to get friction against.

He wasn't about to let go of Poe right now, either. Both hands clung to him, forgotten, as Finn began to bob his head and move faster. His eyes looked up to Poe, moaning again by just how beautiful he looked like this.

This was really happening...