“Don’t mistake my caution for lack of enthusiasm,” Poe said ruefully, reaching between them for Finn’s fly and pulling it down, hopefully answering that question.

“But for the record, I don’t regret waiting the first time. We didn’t lose anything, Finn. The only thing I regret about us was going to boot camp and leaving you behind. That was a mistake. But beyond that— Finn, even if you didn’t want to sleep with me at all, I’d want to be with you. I’ve wanted to be with you this whole time. This lasts. I know it does. Because I haven’t stopped loving you for a single heart beat, and I really don’t expect to stop any time soon. I am pretty sure I’ll be in love with you for the rest of my life.”

He pulled Finn’s cock free and gave it a long, gentle stroke.

“What I regret is ever trying to pretend that I wasn’t.”