His patience was thinning by the second. Finn groaned into the kiss, his hands giving up in favor of pressing the heel of his palm against Poe's hard cock for just long enough to feel him pulse again. Then his hands set to scrambling against the button and zipper, desperate for more contact.

It was hard for him to kiss back any more than just pressing harder against Poe. He had to break for sharp gasps in between kisses, already feeling his cock fill more, already seeking a release he was trying to stave off.