Something between a moan and a heavy sigh slipped through as he watched. Though his mind was pretty lethargic, some of the initial fog had lifted. Poe seemed almost normal again with such a bright smile, Finn could easily pretend that what just happened was meant to be pretend.

It wasn't, though, and he knew it. The problem was that he'd liked it, but he at least knew that he shouldn't have. Whatever was going on was dangerous, and Finn never wanted to be controlled or claimed again, even by Poe.

But it had felt so good.

Finn returned the kiss briefly, letting go to breathe deeply again. "We-" And his voice was shot, great. He swallowed hard and tried again. "We should talk about this."