Poe's grip on Finn's wrist was suddenly iron - tight enough and painful enough to force Finn to drop the blaster at the same moment that Poe caught his other fist. He slammed them both backward - pinning them to the wall behind the bunk as he climbed onto Finn's lap, grinding hard down against him.

"You can't fight the inevitable, Finn. Soon I won't even have to make you beg. You'll wake up every morning and you'll yearn for me to pin you down and have my way with you and every day I don't you won't be able to stand it."