It was an image straight out of his nightmares. Finn didn't know how to answer. There wasn't an answer that Poe would accept. He should use their safeword and stop this, fight back somehow. If he didn't, then all he had to blame was himself.

Between not wanting to disappoint Poe again and the fear that he wouldn't stop anyway, his voice stuck in his throat. He shook his head instead, heart pounding against his ribcage.

He could do this. It'd be fine.