There was the snapping sound of binders being closed, and suddenly it wasn't Poe's hands pinning Finn's wrists, but restraints now secured to the wall, holding Finn's hands up above his head.

Poe smirked, pulling back so he could slide a thigh between Finn's legs and press his knee firmly to the growing bulge of Finn's crotch. "It's happening right now," he purred. "You're going to cum so hard that you'll see stars, and soon you won't be able to come at all, unless you have that hot, painful fullness of my cock buried deep in your ass. You'll stroke yourself furiously but it won't be until you picture my nails digging my name into your flesh that you'll find any release--"