;poe

[hatejakku]

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

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[flightforfreedom]

The closeness makes that giddiness returns, and he's leaning in to steal a hard kiss before he can stop himself.

The carpet raises a couple feet off the ground, hovering.

"If you want to get home real fast, I'm not going to complain," He murmured before stealing another kiss.

[hatejakku]

Finn shakes his head and takes another kiss. "Just want to be alone with you. Away from... all the noise."

There isn't any noise except for the constant static in Finn's head. He can hear everyone, and it's driving him crazy. Focusing on Poe alone is much more preferable, but he knows that even that's a little too much. "Away from other people."

[flightforfreedom]

"Right. Well - Okay, that I can do." He loops an arm snuggly around Finn's waist, and they start rising into the air quite a bit faster. But rather than head toward the porter, Poe starts flying them out toward the ocean.

It's not even that far, at this speed, and once they hit the beach, he just keeps going.

It's not even clear where he's heading until they spot a low island - surrounded by white sand, with only a few sparce trees and rocks. It barely rises out of the ocean, and it's far too small for anyone to live there. But there isn't a soul in sight.

[hatejakku]

The further away from civilization they got, the more his mind quieted, zeroing down to the one source of such strong emotions right in front of him.

"Thank you," he breathed, opening his eyes to take the island in but only looking at Poe. Who loved him so much. Who was so relieved to see him. "How long have you felt this way?"

[flightforfreedom]

“What do you mean?” He asked, as he hadn’t been the one having to field that onslaught of emotion this whole time, and had kind of forgotten what they were talking about.

It hit him a second later, though, and he felt his cheeks warm with a flush of embarrassment.

“I don’t know. Since you arrived back on D’qar with BB-8 in tow, maybe.”

He flew right down and landed gently on the sand.

[hatejakku]

That's a long time. Especially, considering Poe's extra two years.

Finn thinks about it a moment and tries to find something to say. There's not much that can help with all the pain he must have caused, pain that he can't feel right now but the relief is jarring enough to know it was once there.

Instead of saying anything or even getting off of the carpet, Finn just wrapped his arms around Poe and hugged him tight. There was nothing to be said.

[flightforfreedom]

It wasn't relief, exactly, that thrummed in his veins when Finn hugged him again. It was something almost sad, in a weird way. He swallowed a little thickly and hugged him back tightly.

"... I thought you knew," he murmured quietly. "I wasn't trying to keep it a secret, Finn. Not... not anymore. So I thought you knew."

[hatejakku]

It was hard to claim that he didn't. They talked about it.

"Not this much," he repeated from before. "I don't deserve this much." What did he to gain it, really?

[flightforfreedom]

“You’re right,” he agreed, a pure conviction gripping him as he turned his head.

He pressed a full, warm kiss to Finn’s cheek.

“You deserve a hell of a lot more.”

[hatejakku]

There can't be more than this. He shakes his head, about all the words he can manage, then buries his face in Poe's neck.

It takes a moment, but he seems to come to a decision before leaning up again to steal another kiss. "I wish you could feel what I feel," he said, kissing him again. "I love you so much."

[flightforfreedom]

The words bring with it a surge of desperate love and longing, and he immediately chases Finn’s lips from one kiss into another, pulling him close as he deepened it. He’d thought...

“Sorry,” he whispered against Finn’s lips, “I thought I was doing okay, at keeping only myself taking any hits for this. I didn’t think you— I thought it was just me.”

[hatejakku]

Didn't think he-... "You didn't know I loved you?" Because how could that be?

But he did try not to say it, hadn't he? He didn't want to be that kind of person, wedging himself between others. Poe deserved his own happiness. That was part of loving him.

It was still a lot, though. How could he not know?

[flightforfreedom]

He swallowed, wetting his lips, a thread of guilt winding its way into his chest. Had he just been fooling himself this whole time to make himself feel better?

“I... I mean, I knew you liked me, but...”

[hatejakku]

Yeah, he felt the guilt. Finn thought it was for not knowing before, which technically was the truth.

Anyway, he shook his head, like he was trying to tell Poe that was wrong. "Of course, I like you, but- I love you..." No. He let it go and just took Poe's lips again. He knew now, right?

[flightforfreedom]

He didn’t have time to reply and honestly didn’t want to - the surge of relief and something almost like a pained joy filling him so completely that he actually groaned into the kiss.

He leaned up against Finn, raising a hand to gently cup his cheek and deepen the kiss.

This was the only thing in the universe he wanted, right now.

[hatejakku]

Finn groaned back like an answer, all of that joy spilling over into him and mingling with his own. There were a lot of other things he was feeling right now, too, and none of that was going to slow down so long as he clung to Poe. Kissing him like this was making it better/worse, too.

He wasn't going to stop, though. Couldn't. Not when he knew what he had this whole time.

He pushed back into Poe, wiggling until their bodies could slot together.

[flightforfreedom]

It was probably for the best that Poe didn’t fully understand just how much of his emotional state Finn could read, or he’d be embarrassed by the flush of arousal that spread through him as Finn slotted their bodies together.

He groaned, softly, a hand resting on Finn’s hip and holding him there, half wanting to pull him closer so that he could grind up against him and half wanting to keep that last gasp of air between them and keep his dignity. He didn’t know that was already out the window.

“I’ve missed you so much,” he breathed, the rush of longing flooding him with the words. He didn’t just mean the last two weeks. He meant every day that he had to hold himself at arms length, even if he couldn’t totally remember right now why he’d ever done that.

[hatejakku]

He could feel. He could feel everything. The arousal, the meaning behind his words, all of that longing pressed against him. Through it all, he saw no reason to slow this down.

His hips met Poe's for both of their sakes, grinding against him until he could feel how much Poe liked it. A growl escaped him, his kisses becoming more insistent, more teeth than they were a moment ago.

Poe didn't have to miss him anymore. I'm right here, he desperately wanted to say. More so, he wanted it understood. Hadn't they had similar conversations?

[flightforfreedom]

They’d had the conversation many times, and Poe had never been able to explain why it wasn’t the same.

How could it have been? Finn has loved him, and then he didn’t. Even right at his side, he never stopped longing for what they’d lost. What he assumed he’d never get back.

But now Finn was kissing him with a real, deep hunger, and Poe moaned against him as Finn ground their hips together. He’d been so careful, so extremely careful, not to think about Finn like this, but now his mind was racing with every touch and kiss and hint of teeth—

“Finn,” he breathed in a moan as he rolled his hips to meet him, all restraint utterly lost. He’d barely had any at all, in the first place. He ducked his head, mouthing at Finn’s throat, teeth catching at skin. “Finn—“

[hatejakku]

Finn's head fell back, a low moan shuddering through him. His whole body thrummed with his and Poe's want, his breathing picking up pace. He could hardly think at all for it. His own feelings were enough to blot out his mind, but Poe's too was making the pleasure already too much.

He wondered how much he could handle. Before any second-guessing could be had, Finn's hands were slipping beneath Poe's shirt in the search for warm skin, his hips moving to meet his. "I want you," was coming out of his mouth in gasps. "Poe- Poe, I love you-"

[flightforfreedom]

Later, he would wonder if it was the power. If somehow Finn was just feeding off of his feelings - if, in effect, he was brainwashing Finn into wanting this by how much he did. But in the moment, there wasn't a single thought on his mind, save from the shiver up his spine as Finn's fingers found skin.

"You have me," He promised immediately, fingers tugging at any fabric they could find. He pressed a crushing kiss to Finn's lips, pulling his hips back only enough so that his fingers could find the clasp on Finn's belt and snap it open. "Anything you want. I love you so much, Finn, I've always loved you --"

[hatejakku]

More. He needed Poe. He needed all of him now.

"Want you," he repeated, fumbling hands making short work of Poe's belt and the front of his pants. It wasn't graceful but it was done. "Just you. Just- I love you. I need you. Please." He cut his own words off with another quick, deep kiss.

[flightforfreedom]

He should slow down, a tiny part of his mind was trying to tell him. This was too rushed, something was going on that he didn't understand, and he needed to slow down.

Unfortunately, people had been trying to tell Poe to slow down for his entire life, and he had never, ever listened. He wasn't about to, now.

He moaned into the kiss, fumbling with Finn's clothes in turn even as he tried to shimmy his ass a little to get his own loosened pants off. All it really managed was to get them half way down his thighs, his JETS! boxers tenting almost comically as his cock sprung to attention.

He managed to get Finn's fly open and wasting no time pushing a hand down his pants, cupping the hard cock he found there, still trapped in Finn's underwear, and squeezing it warmly.

"You have me," He said again, breathless and intent. "You have me, Finn. I'm right here-"

[hatejakku]

Finn whined, one hand snaking around Poe's back just to hang on to him for dear life. He was far too sensitive, feeling Poe's arousal with his own taking his breath away. He... probably wasn't going to last very long.

His hips pressed into Poe's hand, his other hand slipping beneath the JETS! boxers waistband to gently make a grab for him. A bit forward, maybe a bit much, but Finn was leaning into him and desperate to get closer, trying to kiss within an inch of his life.

[flightforfreedom]

"Finn," he panted, his cock throbbing under the touch, his hips bucking. He gave up on any pretense and pushed his hand under Finn's underwear too, gripping the thick, hard cock that he knew so intimately and yet was completely foreign.

He gave it a stroke as well as he could - still trapped in fabric.

He'd never known the man to be this forward - the first time around, they had gone very slowly - but then again, the first time around Poe hadn't been nearly as in love with him as he was now. His love had only grown as time went on, rather than lessened, and if Finn could feel it--

He felt a surge of it, bright and hot, in his chess, and he pressed a bruising kiss to Finn's lips.