"Really? You still going to lie to yourself about that?" Poe sneered, sitting heavily enough on him to weather the jerking, thrusting a hand down between them and grasping roughly at Finn's crotch. A smug smirk spread over his lips. The fact that Finn had been clothed before didn't seem to matter - in the dream, his clothes were completely gone, and Poe had his hand firmly grasping Finn's hard cock. He gave it a lazy pump.

"You're body is telling me otherwise, Finn," He purred. "And only one of you is a liar."