This was so out of his jurisdiction. Finn didn't know what to do. While one hand remained on Poe's jaw, the other hovered near his neck, not sure where to go.

Thankfully, his mind was nearly blank from this kiss. He'd considered what this would feel like before (of course, he had) but this had none of that rushed urgency he'd imagined. This was slow and... loving. It was loving, and he had no idea how to respond correctly, no idea how to show Poe he felt the same way.

A quiet moan escaped him followed by a sigh, his lips working in a mirror to Poe's.