Finn was caught with a big decision here, torn between doing what Poe's body was telling him to do and what Poe was telling him to do. Okay, that sounded worse than it was, but Finn was still trying to make up his mind here.

Wait, maybe he could try for both. Try being the keyword here. Either way, he got his mouth off of her, removing his fingers long enough for him to kneel on the bed. But his hand (which would definitely need a brace in the morning) moved to start furiously stroking over her clit. As wet as it was, that wasn't a difficult process.

"I've got you," he panted, aligning his cock to gently push the head inside of Poe, trying to lose his mind too fast.