Poe, unfortunately, had all together too many ideas of where to begin, and the box of toys in his closet was sounding better and better by the second. But first...

"It's weird, right? It feels totally different. And damn if I don't wish I could properly fuck you, right now." Seems they both had a similar train of thought. "But I can give you a taste of what it would have been like."

Abruptly, Poe's fingers were gone, and she was peeling away off the bed (thoroughly licking her fingers clean again) to go fetch the box from the closet.

"Lay back, close your eyes, and touch yourself," Poe instructed, curious to see how Finn would do that. If he'd never slept with a woman and never had this body himself, the discovery would at least be fascinating to watch.