flightforfreedom: (random handsome)

[personal profile] flightforfreedom 2019-08-23 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
“Yeah I am never reminding you of that,” he said wryly, but he groaned lowly, rocking his body against Finn’s, his heart starting to hammer.

His blood kept pulsing down to his groin, a little less lazily with each passing moment, and he arched his neck to press open kisses to Finn’s throat.

“... How am I supposed to ever want to leave this island?” He asked, low and breathless.
flightforfreedom: (playing indiana jones)

[personal profile] flightforfreedom 2019-08-24 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
“Food. Death by exposure,” he suggested wryly, moaning softly as he felt the sharp prick at his throat. Finn was marking him, and god but he wanted it. Wanted everyone to see who he belonged—

Oh. Oh, fuck. A sudden stab of guilt lanced through his chest. 622... he hadn’t even spared a thought for the man this whole time-/
flightforfreedom: (alright i'm confused)

[personal profile] flightforfreedom 2019-08-24 11:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah, fuck. Finn felt that. Of course he did. Poe made a miserable expression and put a hand over his face, scrubbing it.

His other hand was still resting on Finn's naked hip.

"Sorry, I just... Fuck, I'm so happy, but that's-- Fuck, I'm going to hurt him--"
flightforfreedom: (taking in information)

[personal profile] flightforfreedom 2019-08-27 02:18 pm (UTC)(link)
He lay back in the sand, half wishing for the sea to just take him and carry him away.

"... I'm sorry, I--" How could he possibly explain it. He cursed quietly and scrubbed so hard at his eyes he saw stars.

"You... Fuck, I'm sorry, I should never have-- I knew I should have waited, then none of this - we could have--"
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[personal profile] flightforfreedom 2019-08-28 12:24 am (UTC)(link)
If he'd waited, he never would have gotten together with 622. If he'd waited, if he'd stayed the course, then Finn would have returned, and they could have picked up where they left off, memories or no memories.

He looped an arm over his eyes, the tone of Finn's voice sliding between his ribs like a knife.

Fuck, he was such an asshole. And he ruined every good thing that ever happened to him. He felt a heat stinging his eyes that was almost nothing but grief, and he couldn't understand it well enough to stop it. But he swallowed it down as well as he could, and replied thickly:

"... Yeah. Just... just give me a minute"