Poe lay back as he was pressed, reaching out with a hand before a box of tissues zoomed towards him, bouncing off the legs of the couch. He grabbed a tissue and wiped off his hand as Finn started to trail kisses down his jaw.

He let out a pleased, low hum, then reached out to drags nails through Finn’s short-cropped hair.

“Yeah,” he murmured quietly. “Do whatever you want to me.”