It was amazing how fast he woke up. This felt like a nightmare, it had to be. He yanked on the restraints, binders clattering. "Poe-!" Though, it didn't sound like his name at all, muffled by the shirt. Could have sounded like any word at all, but it definitely wasn't something positive.

What the hell was going on? Finn told him that he wanted him. Why was he doing this?

He froze, Poe's hips bringing him pause. His heart pounded with panic and fear and- and fucking lust. It made him come out of the shock, beginning to struggle beneath Poe, tossing his head this way and that to try and get the shirt out. It was only them on this ship, so what was the point, anyway?