Poe chuckled, wetting her lips as she watched Finn’s face. If he knew that Finn was literally making an orgasm battle plan, he would be even more turned on than he was, if that was humanly possible.

“Trust me, I’m ready,” Poe smirked, tensing the muscles of her groin around Finn’s fingers as if to prove it, which - made her shudder. Woops. Little sensitive down there. Still felt fucking good, though...

Watching Finn kiss his way down, on the other hand? Not complaining.

“But I guess I should make sure you get some cunnilingus practice while you can.” Isn’t Poe benevolent.