Poe glanced up, shooting him a smile that was too warm to be a smirk, as he moved a hand to slowly rub over the thick outline of Finn’s cock. He leaned in again, mouthing slowly at the head as he began to pseudo-stroke through the fabric.

He couldn’t quite believe this was happening either, but he wasn’t about to let Finn forget it any time soon. He hooked a finger in the waistband of Finn’s underwear, lowering it just a fraction so that Poe could press a warm kiss to the base - then an inch lower and another kiss - then again...

Slowly, he pulled the fabric down until he was kissing nearly the entire length all the way to the head.

He didn’t notice that one of the belts was starting to shudder and shake behind him.