This- Yes, this was something he could do. It's what he wanted to do, to give Poe a little of the pleasure in return, make it a joint effort instead of just feeling used.

He whimpered from the hand shuttling over his cock, pushing his hips against Poe's. His breath was stuttering, waiting for the hand to clamp down on him again without knowing when. But this was Poe giving him a second, and he was grateful for it.

Though his hand fumbled, everything going faster than he could keep up with, he did find Poe's cock. He gripped the hard length beneath fabric before his hand started trying to figure out how to get to him. At the same time, his mind was screaming, wondering exactly what the hell he thought he was doing. But this already felt good and he trusted Poe, so it didn't matter. He trusted Poe. Poe was going to take care of him. It was the only way to destroy his nightmares.

But he was getting frustrated and anxious for not being able to get to his cock like this. "Please-" Instead, his hand wrapped around the outline, trying to give back.