lina_musebox

;poe

Sex Pollen Pre Relationship
Poe Dies Pre Relationship
Nightmare Early Relationship
Hogwarts AU Pre Relationship
Poe Almost Dies Pre Relationship
MoM AU First Night
Slightly Older Hogwarts AU
Post-TLJ
Bodyguard and Prince AU; overflow
Massage Pre Relationship
Oblivious Poe AU
Cyborg Poe AU
MoM AU Sex Pollen
FO Infiltration Sex Ring
TFLN
Soulmate Tattoo AU
Finn Marries Someone Else AU
Evil Finn AU; overflow: 1, 2
MoM AU Poe 10 Yrs Older
Vamp/Were AU
Missing for a Year/Telepathy AU
MoM AU Poe 'canon' updated
Dark Possessive AU
Married on Yavin AU
MoM AU Sexy Outfits
MoM AU Subway Sex
MoM AU with Melodies!Finn; overflow
MoM AU Photo-Op Kiss
Nearly Old Men AU
MoM AU Rule 63
Online Dating AU
MoM AU Poe Lost His In-Game Memories; overflow
Trans Poe AU
College Roommate AU
TIE Pilot/Prostitute AU
MoM AU Finn Returns from Port-Out
MoM AU Manipulative Masturbation Machine
Canon AU Manipulative Masturbation Machine
Shape Shifter AU; timeskip
FO Sexual Torture AU
MoM AU Finn Has a Boyfriend
Hades AU Finn Left Alone
MoM AU Apocalypse
MoM AU Poe Died in Canon
Canon AU Handjob in a Hospital (inspiration)
MoM AU Another Apocalypse
WWI Pen-Pal/Love Letters AU
Institutionalized Prostitution AU
MoM AU Body Swap
Post-TROS Victory Party

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

“Yeah.”

Maybe later he’d have the brain capacity to wax poetic about it, but right now all he could feel was an utter and profound relief as he arched up to steal another kiss. Then another.

He wondered, vaguely, if maybe he was dreaming. This was too easy, right?

He wrapped an arm around Finn’s waist and pulled him back down flush against him as he deepened the kiss.

“Really,” he murmured against the man’s lips.

That wasn't a whimper that just fell out of Finn's mouth. Another gasp maybe? A sharp moan?

"I'm dreaming," he muttered to himself because that was the only real explanation. Psychology had bored him right into a nap and the sweetest dream his mind could come up with.

But if this wasn't a dream, then he just said that out loud. He quickly kissed Poe again to either make good on this dream or make him forget how awkward he was for another minute or so. His body pressed down into Poe's, but he couldn't justify going much further than that right now.

Poe chuckled when he realised that Finn has said that out loud and it wasn’t just his own thoughts rattling in his head.

“Well, if I am, it’s a hell of a dream,” he whispered quietly, groaning low as Finn pressed down into him.

Fuck, he was going to embarrass himself. He hadn’t slept with anyone since highschool - hadn’t had more than a few anonymous make outs in a gay bar a city over. Now Finn was on top of him and his labido was kicking into over drive. There was no way that Finn would be able to mistake the fact that he was rock hard just from a little kissing. Damn, he was repressed—

“Is it too late to ask you out?” He whispered quickly, even as his hands hooked into Finn’s beltloops and dragged him in a slow, friction-filled grind against him.

Finn had never been with another guy before. He'd been interested. Well, obviously, but he'd been interested before he met Poe. Other than that, just some fooling around with a few girls here and there but nothing serious. Nothing that even held half of the feelings this did.

So, yeah, he was hard as steel, too. He let out a long, low, shuddering groan, grinding down a little harder and bowing his head just to breathe.

"N-No. No, I-... I would really really like that." Hard to talk, too, but he was really looking forward to this whole dating thing. Or he would be as soon as he could think again. It was also a little difficult to kiss but he managed.

He was trying to tell his brain to slow down. He was. But his cock was much louder than the rest of him was, and it was screaming for more, so his body decided to listen to it instead. And that was why he was wrapping a leg around Finn's thigh and rolling his hips to grind up into him. Fuck. Definitely on the same page. Was the literally anything more erotic than this on the planet? He sure couldn't think of it, if there was.

"Great," He whispered, half a groan, as one of his hands slid over the curve of Finn's ass and cupped it, pulling them hard together.

"Ah, fuck--"

Were they really doing this? Right here, right now? They should definitely probably slow down, but it wasn't much of a thought in Finn's head at the moment, overwhelmed as he was. All he wanted to do was make this count.

But it was dumb, it was really dumb. He needed to stop this before he embarrassed himself. Almost as soon as the thought struck him, Poe was cursing beneath his breath and absolutely destroying that plan.

"Poe-" He started kissing along his jaw, open-mouthed and clumsy, while his hips rolled back harder in response. His breathing was shallow and quick, heart pounding. Hands roving over Poe's back and one was slinking down to his ass and this couldn't possibly be more perfect.

Poe’s head arched back, baring his throat and giving better access to his jaw. He was breathing hard and every roll of Finn’s hips was sending a shudder of pleasure right through him, better than any handjob. If they kept this up, he was absolutely going to come in his pants while rutting against his roommate in their dorm room.

Roommate? Boyfriend? He asked him out and Finn said yes so did that mean they were— Focus, Dameron!

“I think we should—“ he tried to say ‘slow down’, but instead a low helpless moan escaped his lips as Finn’s hand found his ass. So instead of saying ‘slow down’ he just started humping against Finn harder, which... may have given the opposite impression...

Thinks they should-... Finn wasn't sure they should do more than this. At the same time, he vaguely realized that it wouldn't really be that much more if they kept it up at this rate. He wanted more, too, after all. Wanted to see how this played out.

And Poe had really liked that, apparently.

Finn growled, his teeth grazing down Poe's throat while his hand squeezed. His cock was throbbing with need, and every thrust was simultaneously perfect and not enough. Just more, just a little more- He whined again, Poe's name on his tongue but refusing to pull far enough away from his skin to voice it.

He was so closed, so fucking close and he just—-

“No, no, no, no!” He said quickly, finally breaking out of the reverie of his lust justbefore he came and. Pushing Finn firmly away from him - just far enough that he couldn’t bring against him again. For a second he thought just the friction from the fly of his jeans would do it, but thankfully after a couple seconds it eased off.

He gave Finn a sheepish, apologetic grin.

“Look, I, uh- these jeans are brand new. And that was- - hoo boy. Yeah. Maybe if we’re going to do that, we should get out of our clothes.”

Finn panicked when he was pushed away, thinking he'd done something wrong or Poe was regretting this or one of them finally this was going too far- But instead Poe mentioned that his jeans were new and-

Finn was laughing so hard, so suddenly that he thought he might fall right off the bed. It was just the relief. Everything about all of this was so overwhelming, he didn't know how to take it all. "I'm sorry. Sorry," he muttered, leaning forward enough to give Poe another happy kiss.

Then he leaned away again and tried to think. "If- If you want to. That was- We were going kind of fast, but... I don't mind fast." He knew it was smarter to wait. He just didn't really want to do the smart thing right now, especially still breathing fast, lips still swollen, heart and cock still throbbing. He was never going to get enough.

"I don't mind fast," Poe echoed quickly. That was putting it mildly. Poe was well known for doing nearly everything over the speed limit. He certainly had been worried he was going too fast in this regard, but that was mostly for Finn's benefit. Now that the man was saying to forgo that limitation?

Well, who the hell was he to argue?

He wet his lips, his expression split somewhere between hunger and a grin, as he hooked his fingers into Finn's belt loops again.

"Besides, it's not like you haven't seen me mostly naked before..."

Finn's breath hitched, his heart practically skipping a beat. It's different, he wanted to say. He wouldn't even allow himself to look before aside from totally-casual glances near his bare chest. This was very different.

This is stupid. They should stop, talk, slowly pick this up again over time, do everything by the book. He didn't want to screw this up.

But, dammit, it felt too right. He paused like he was about to answer before leaning away instead and slowly getting his shirt off. He dropped it to the floor and just looked at Poe, hunger and very clear intent in his eyes, before his hand found the hem of Poe's shirt.

Poe had tried so hard to not-exactly-strip-tease at every given opportunity, so the fact that Finn had avoided getting an eyeful was a bit of a miracle. But now? Now he was getting a show, and he dragged his lower lip slowly between his teeth as he watched Finn's shirt come off.

"I'm allowed to mention that you're fucking gorgeous now, right?" Poe asked with a chuckle as he leaned in, helping Finn get his shirt off and then tossing it aside.

Finn's face flushed again, a little laugh escaping him, but he was momentarily distracted. He could touch now. His hand fell on Poe's ribs then up over his chest. "Only if I'm allowed to say that you're beautiful," he muttered. Like Poe didn't know it, though.

Not really sure about the gorgeous thing, it still gave him enough confidence to give a broad smirk before kissing Poe again. He was trying to do this kind of slow, be a little romantic about it instead of just falling back into their rutting frenzy together. He kind of liked the rutting frenzy, though...

His fingers trailed down to the waistband of Poe's pants, his gaze looking up at him through his lashes.

"Finn, you could say literally anything you wanted to, right now, and I would probably just sigh happily about it. 'Poe Dameron, you're a fucking moron', and I'd still want to kiss you."

Which he did, as soon as Finn leaned back in, but there was something much more purposeful about his kiss, now. When he felt Finn's fingers at his waistband he moaned, hips twitching before he forced them to still.

"Yeah," he encouraged roughly, before reaching out in turn, finding Finn's fly. He unclasped the top button.

Finn rocked his hips into Poe's once when his hands were suddenly undressing him. But he got it under control even if he had to bite his lip to do it.

Deep breath... Finn went back to work, mirroring Poe's actions again with shaking hands before running his hands over his bare hips beneath his waistband and slowly pulling them down. Idly, he hoped his heart didn't give out in the middle of this since it was pounding hard against his throat again. Talk about an embarrassing evening. But he put it out of his mind and stared down at Poe instead, mouth dry and definitely moaning at just the sight alone.

He should... get his hands on Poe's cock now... probably... Okay, his nerves were here now. "What do you want? What do you like?"

He got the fly undone and then push Finn's pants down his hips to his ankles, before raising his own to let Finn do the same. Finn wasn't the only one getting jitters, but for Poe they were more in the too-excited-to-know-what-to-do-with-himself variety.

"I liked where we were going," Poe murmured as he gently tugged Finn's underwear down and inch. And then another. And another...

"We've got time, right? We don't have to do everything at once, right now. Let's just... see where it goes."

"Where it goes... Yeah." Yeah. Yeah, yeah. He could do that.

He had been so distracted with that for a moment that he only just then realized what Poe's hands were doing after he kicked the pants away. Well, that was definitely distracting him from the anxiety now.

Finn pushed his hips into Poe's hands, his cock very visibly straining against the soaked cloth, his hands dipping beneath Poe's underwear to start slowly moving them down, too. "We've got time," he lowly repeated, reminding himself that it wouldn't be just this. They were going to have a lot more...

He leaned forward until he could kiss Poe again and again, his lips not moving more than a hair's width away while his fingers lightly grazed over the shaft.

Poe let out a low, rumbling moan, utterly unashamed, as Finn's fingers found the heated flesh of his cock. He bucked his hips a little as he finally got Finn's underwear down, watching the man's cock bounce free.

A surge of arousal throbbed in his blood and he bit his lip as he reached out to take Finn in hand and give it a stroke.

Ah, fuck... it was so soft to the touch but so hard at its core that Poe couldn't help but think of everything he wanted to do to it. God. Maybe he should have been trying to get laid at least once in a while....

"This good?" he asked in a low rumble as he started to stroke.

Finn's mouth fell open, a silent moan on his lips when Poe took him in hand. "Really good," he answered a little breathless, voice a little high. His hips pressed into his hand every time it moved even though Finn really did try to settle himself. It just-

Oh, right, he's supposed to be doing something. He opened his eyes again, breathing in deep gasps, desperate to make Poe feel this good. While he was inexperienced with other men, he enjoyed finding what people found pleasurable and he obviously knew how his own body worked.

He took Poe in hand gently but firmly, having to stop and shudder just from the feel and realization that this was really happening, before moving in hard, long strokes in times with the ticking of his hips. "That-... How's that?"

"Yeah," Poe breathed, his voice tight. He shifted his body a little so that he could thread his thigh between Finn's legs and get them as close as possible while still able to stroke each other. He wiggled until he could get on his side, laying on the bed and facing Finn, leaning forward to press their foreheads together.

"Really good," he whispered quietly, though something quite apart from the sexual urgency was starting to bloom in his chest - a warmth and a longing that he'd felt the tendrils of for months but was now hitting full force.

He pressed a clumsy kiss to Finn's lips as his strokes got a little faster. "Really good, Finn..."

Finn wasn't sure when they got on their sides like this but he wasn't about to mention it. All he could concentrate on was Poe's hand and Poe's lips and Poe's praise and Poe's warmth- His heart felt like it could explode, the warmth in his chest pumping hard to travel all over his body, his cock throbbing to the beat and leaking.

He could say something completely dumb and inappropriate, something that could ruin the moment yet was still on the tip of his tongue. There was a time and place for using the L-O-V-E word and their first time/first kiss definitely wasn't it.

"Poe-" he whined, swallowing the rest of his words down. That was going to be a difficult habit to learn but easily remedied by plenty of kissing. "Yes, please, yes-" He was already close again, his hips and hand moving faster and harder, suddenly chasing the pleasure down.

"That's it," Poe whispered, his own breath hitching, thrusting into Finn's hand not quite as hard as Finn was thrusting into his. But he was mesmermized by Finn in general - almost all his attention focusing in on him with laser precision.

That wasn't to say he wasn't right on the edge of coming. He was. He probably would as soon as Finn did. But at the moment, he was more focused on the other man than himself.

He twisted his wrist so that every stroke of Finn's cock his palm grazed over the head, spreading the precum with it, making the next stroke slicker, and faster. He was breathing hard and watching Finn with an intense gaze.

"That's it, Finn--" He swore he could feel the way Finn's muscles were tightening, just on the precipice--

"Come for me--"

Finn was moaning with every breath, this being by far the single most erotic moment of his life. And Poe looked amazing, sounded amazing, that it was impossible to not obey his command.

He cried out, Poe's name somewhere in his voice, and hips thrusting a few more while he was finally coming. His head fell back, completely undone, but his hand didn't stop. Even while he was so very far away, he knew he needed to see Poe like this, too.

It wasn't hard. Finn's orgasm was so incredibly sexy that Poe choked out a moan only half a second into it, spasming hard as he came, eyes locked on Finn immersed in pleasure. He surged forward to take a clumsy, hungry kiss as he shuddered through the after shocks, his own hand on Finn's cock gently slowing as he felt Finn's orgasm ebb away.

He was silent for several seconds afterward, breathing hard, forehead pressed to the other man's and legs entwined.

Eventually, he murmured, "... damn, that... you are incredibly attractive, I hope you know that..."

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