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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

Canon AU Manipulative Masturbation Machine
Between Rey and Rose, an invitation from Poe was the last thing Finn needed. He already seemed confused enough. He didn't need to know that the man who he considered his best friend - his confidante - was lusting after him too.
But it was starting to drive Poe nuts.
Finally, one night, he couldn't take it any more. He was on the bunk below Finn's, and he swear he could stare right through the mattress to see Finn sleeping above him. His cock was hard as a rock and it hurt, even though he was trying to ignore it. He took a few long, careful breaths. Okay. Okay. He could be quiet. Right? he used to do this all the time when he was a teenager, living in the academy barracks. Jerk off fast and quick and silent, and Finn would never know.
He wet his lips, quietly pulling his knees up, the blanket forming a cavern underneath so he had space to work. He finally put his hand on his aching cock, and stifled the groan that threatened at his lips. Yeah. Oh, yeah. This wasn't going to take long at all.
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A dream. A good dream. But he didn't even have time to try recalling it before there was an onslaught of pleasure. A groan left him before he remembered that he was alone, and a hand covered his mouth.
There was nothing- no one here, yet he was practically arching off of the bed from something.
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Instead he let out a careful breath, wondering if he should pretend to be asleep, and then...
"... Hey, buddy, you alright?" It sounded like maybe Finn had been hurt, and he couldn't really ignore that.
He just wished his fucking erection would go down. He gave it a quick, silent stroke as if to reassure his cock that he'd get back to it in a second.
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Was Poe already awake?
He swallowed and took a couple of deep breaths to settle his voice. "Yeah, I'm all right." Deeper than he would have liked but that could have been explained with sleep. "A dream. Did I wake you?"
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Really bad.
Unfortunately even as he thought that, he was giving himself a long, silent stroke.
Well, what Finn didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him, right??
“Bad dream?” he replied, though he sounded more breathless than he would have liked. “But nah. Having trouble drifting off, that’s all.”
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"Can't remember," he eventually answered, a little hoarse. He cleared his throat. Maybe talking to Poe, trying to focus on something else, would help. Maybe he was still half asleep or something.
But why was Poe awake? Was he-...?
"Lot on your mind or something?"
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It was just so hot, the idea of coming while Finn was right there.
He started to stroke in earnest, now. Still slowly. Still cautiously. But with intent.
“Just a... a couple things I’m trying to wrap my head around. That’s all. Seriously, don’t worry about it. You should go back to sleep, if you- Ah- if you can.”
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But what was Poe doing? To Finn's lust-adled mind, it sounded like he was getting off. Right there. With Finn in the room. "Kinda have a- a lot on my mind, too."
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“Yeah?” He asked, rough and low. “You know you can... you can tell me, right?”
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Never mind. Finn knew exactly what that sound was. In response, he didn't really bother to stifle the soft moan as he felt his cock leak.
"I know." But how could he say something like this? He licked his lips. "It's not a big deal. 'Sides, you-... you can tell me. You know?"
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He let out a shuddering breath, another pulse of precum making every stroke more audible - wet and obscene.
He swallowed, and then asked in a breathless whisper.
“And if I told you that I was thinking about you?”
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He bit his cheek hard enough to bleed, cinching his eyes tight in a vain attempt to either stop whatever was happening to him or not reveal it to Poe. But he couldn't take it anymore, his hand finding his cock as soon as Poe spoke about him.
It wasn't helping.
"I need you," he heard himself whimper into the darkness before he could stop himself.
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“Come down here,” he whispered. “I’ll take care of you.”
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This was... a lot. This was fast. He shouldn't- They shouldn't- But Finn licked his lips and hopped down to the floor in record time. He was breathing hard, a noticeable spot on the front of his shorts where his cock tented the fabric, but he couldn't help but be caught frozen by the sight before him.
He looked-... "Poe-"
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He shifted backward to make space on the bed and then patted the space beside him. “Come here.”
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"What do-? Can I-?" Okay, he had no idea where to begin. It was like there was a pressure on his cock but the insistence had paused. He should probably mention- Or maybe he could mention it during a time when he wasn't in bed with his crush and his crush's cock.
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“You want to touch it?” He whispered huskily, “It’s okay. Touch me. Touch me, and I’ll touch you.”
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He palmed Poe's cock, not unlike how he'd handled himself in the past, and gave a tentative stroke- But he let out a groan of surprise, not realizing that Poe must have grabbed him, too. It felt unreal, and Finn found himself leaning closer for more.
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He wet his lips, pulling closer, hooking a leg around Finn's as he finally reached out to slowly palm Finn's cock through his underwear.
He let out a shakey breath, wanting to lean in to kiss him but really not sure if that was part of the deal, right now, or not.
"Been pretty hard to get off lately, huh," he whispered instead. "We can just - we can help each other out with that, you know?"
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Then he realized what the question was. "I-... Yeah. Yeah, I'd like that. I want that. I want you so much. Kiss me, please."
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Was it really always this easy? Was he always just a few breaths away from having everything he ever wanted?
He broke the hug and forced the smile off his face, still palming Finn slowly as he leaned back, tipping Finn's chin up toward him. His eyes were crinkled with warmth, the love bleeding out of him more than he'd ever let it before.
"I want you too," He whispered, far too honest, and then he pressed a careful, yearning kiss to Finn's lips.
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Poe wanted him, too. That was something. "Take me," he mumbled into his lips.
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“Maybe let’s start a little slower than that,” he murmured, his minds eye already jumping to a much more thorough idea of the word ‘take’. But at Finn’s insistance, he slid his hand into Finn’s underclothes and fully grasped his cock, giving it a few test pumps even as he rocked his hips into the man’s grip.
“Yeah?” He asked a little breathlessly. “This good?”
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Weren't they already doing this? Why was it so much more intense? What the hell was going on? "I think- You feel so good. Feel too good."
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"Uh huh, you feel pretty damn good, too," he whispered as his hand fell into a rhythm. He shuffled closer so that with every stroke, the tips of their cocks touched. He groaned as he felt Finn's precum smear across the head of his own cock.
"... Is this a weird time to tell you that I- I like you way more than I should? Or is this an appropriate time?"
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