The moan sent a shiver straight down his spine, and for the first time Poe realised that what he felt wasn’t just some torn, unrequited attraction. That despite all his best efforts to never think about it, never address it, Finn had at least a little of the same feeling too. He broke the kiss for half a second, just to drag in a deep, shaky breath, and then without a word or warning he surged forward once more to kiss Finn long and deep. His hand dropped, pressing into the small of Finn’s back as their bodies lined up against each other.

His heart felt like it was running so fast it might just burst right out of his rib cage.

He didn’t notice when one of the little woodflecks at his feet launched itself into the trees.