"Oh fuck," Poe whispered, back arching a little. Since when had he been this sensitive? Ever? He felt another rush of heat between his thighs and he wondered if Finn could feel it.

She started rocking her hips, a little, trying to get a little more friction, a little more contact, a little more anything as she slid her hand into Finn's underwear to try to reciprocate. It was a little tight, but she twisted her wrist a little and found a good angle to slide her fingers between the folds - deliberately pressing more firmly than Finn had.