Poe was breathing a little harder, easier to see with the rise and fall of her breasts, eyes locked on the screen as Finn began to touch herself.

“Yeah,” Poe murmured, voice heavy with awe. She shifted closer, still careful to keep Finn in frame while reaching out, brushing her fingers over the back of Finn’s hand.

“I’ve got a strap on in there, you know,” Poe murmured, nodding back to the box as he fingers teasingly brushed Finn’s knuckles. “Two way.”