Finn didn't notice it either, far too caught up in what was happening in front of him. It was a trial to keep his breath regular and prevent his heart from exploding but he evidently was doing a good job.

Poe was doing a much better job, though. Finn couldn't stop groaning with every kiss, his nails scratching into Poe's scalp and neck. Idly, he was also taking notes, trying to learn a thing or two about what Poe might like for later. Because this wasn't a one-time thing. In fact, it felt like a promise of more to come.

"You are really good at this," he said, unable to stop words tumbling out of his mouth. "You feel so good. You're amazing, Poe. Should have told you before."