When Poe brushed his palm against Finn's cock, a whimper left him. He didn't mean to, and it was a bit embarrassing besides, but Poe was a wonderful distraction against whatever noises were leaving Finn's lips.

His cock pulsed as they kissed before Poe's hand even reached him. When it had, he gave a deep moan, wanting to break for air but not desperate enough yet. He deepened the kiss instead, hips rolling into the touch while one of his own hands tried to sneak beneath Poe's waistband.