Better. This was better. And Poe actually smiled - a little sharply, a little smugly - but Finn saying his name like that made Poe's blood run incredibly hot.

"Yes?" He asked, his voice still dark but edged with pleasure now. He was enjoying this.

"Is there something you want to say, Finn?" He continued as he finally got Finn's pants open, and pulled out his beautiful, thick, ready cock. His smirk grew almost predatory as he ran the pad over the thumb, leaving a streak of pre-cum behind it. "Your body knows what it wants, I see..."