Unfortunately, the push just meant that Poe locked up, and all the force was put onto his teeth, breaking skin where he didn't mean to. The taste of copper filled his mouth and he hissed, pulling back.
"Damn it, Finn!" His grip tightened, shoving a knee into Finn's spine and forcing him to arc away from him, though he didn't let go of that cock. He rubbed the pad of his thumb roughly over the slit, spreading precum in its wake. "I'm trying not to hurt you! Stop making this worse!"
His own arousal hadn't diminished, though. If anything, he was even harder than he was. Using his legs wrapped around Finn's he suddenly flipped them over, shoving Finn face down into the sheets, hips held up so that his ass was on full, prominant display and Poe could still stroke his cock. He shifted around so he could shove a foot on the back of Finn's neck and pin it there, sitting on the back of his legs. It meant he had his hand free, and with it he grabbed the bottle of lube and just started pouring it over the cleft of Finn's ass, watching it run right down between them, before slipping down his thighs.
"You're going to beg me for it," he hissed darkly. "And then you're going to apologize to me, later, for making this so hard on the both of us."
There was no warning, as a slick finger suddenly pressed inside of Finn, the lube letting it slide all the way to the second knuckle. He immediately twisted it, curling it as he sought out Finn's prostate.
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"Damn it, Finn!" His grip tightened, shoving a knee into Finn's spine and forcing him to arc away from him, though he didn't let go of that cock. He rubbed the pad of his thumb roughly over the slit, spreading precum in its wake. "I'm trying not to hurt you! Stop making this worse!"
His own arousal hadn't diminished, though. If anything, he was even harder than he was. Using his legs wrapped around Finn's he suddenly flipped them over, shoving Finn face down into the sheets, hips held up so that his ass was on full, prominant display and Poe could still stroke his cock. He shifted around so he could shove a foot on the back of Finn's neck and pin it there, sitting on the back of his legs. It meant he had his hand free, and with it he grabbed the bottle of lube and just started pouring it over the cleft of Finn's ass, watching it run right down between them, before slipping down his thighs.
"You're going to beg me for it," he hissed darkly. "And then you're going to apologize to me, later, for making this so hard on the both of us."
There was no warning, as a slick finger suddenly pressed inside of Finn, the lube letting it slide all the way to the second knuckle. He immediately twisted it, curling it as he sought out Finn's prostate.