flightforfreedom: (i've got a bad feeling about this)

[personal profile] flightforfreedom 2019-11-04 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Are we dead?" He asked dumbly. Look, he didn't know what living in the Force felt like. Maybe it felt like being on a beach...??

It looked like any beach on Earth, though. In fact it almost looked like a beach in Florida near the bunker where they'd been. Poe groaned and forced himself to his feet, suddenly very aware that he was naked.

"Uh--" Probably not dead, then? He reached down to offer Finn a hand up. "Okay I have a lot of questions but I'm pretty sure we can't answer them."
flightforfreedom: (oh that's your opinion is it)

[personal profile] flightforfreedom 2019-11-04 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
“Yeah, see, that falls into ‘the many questions I have that we can’t answer’,” Poe teases him, knocking with a friendly elbow before looking around.

“My only guess is Lachesis... she must have managed to get us to a new world.”
flightforfreedom: (i hear you loud and clear)

[personal profile] flightforfreedom 2019-11-04 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
“Well— it isn’t our Earth. But it might be an Earth.”

He noticed Finn’s fingers fidgeting and felt a flood of relief when he saw the ring. His heart clenches and he grabbed Finn’s hand to press a warm kiss to his knuckles. And the ring.

“Yeah. Okay. Figure out where the hell we are, find some clothes, go from there?”
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[personal profile] flightforfreedom 2019-11-04 04:12 pm (UTC)(link)
After wandering naked for an hour, they finally ran into some humans who immediately started yelling about Nazi spies and took them into custody. No clothes and two hours later, the army showed up, but the spy conspiracy was quickly debunked, and a debriefing began. It turned out they weren’t the only imPorts who had suddenly appeared scattered around the East Coast, and though they all had strange stories, the story was pretty much the same. And clearly none of them had come from the Nazi-controlled moon.

They were clothed and fed and stuffed into a hotel complete with an armed guard. Poe had tried to ask who else had turned up but they weren’t willing to entrust him with that information, despite his protestations that he was in the Air Force. It turned out they were a slightly special case in that they were the only ones to turn up naked, which Poe had turned bright red while bluntly explaining what they’d been doing at the end of the world, and had managed to make a few of the officers blush at the same time. There had been a little snickering, but mostly it was just uncomfortable.

Poe had stubbornly held Finn’s hand for basically the entire time.

He only dropped it once they were shown into their hotel room, a guard put outside their door, but now in relative peace.

He sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

“Okay. Okay, that could have gone better, but it could have gone a hell of a lot worse.”
flightforfreedom: (firming resolve)

[personal profile] flightforfreedom 2019-11-04 04:51 pm (UTC)(link)
“I told you that we would,” Poe replied easily, as if he had arranged it himself; padding around the room and checking all the corners of it, as if looking for something. But whatever he was looking for, he didn’t find, and he let out a satisfied sigh as he flopped down on one of the beds.

“I knew we would.” Okay, apparently all that fear he’d felt? Completely replaced by smug bravado now. Sorry Finn. “But yeah. We can figure the rest out tomorrow.”
flightforfreedom: (sulky as fuck)

[personal profile] flightforfreedom 2019-11-04 05:16 pm (UTC)(link)
“Hmmmm...” Poe frowned, his brow knitting in overly-contemplative thought.

“I’m not sure about that,” he decided solemnly, pushing up on one elbow so Finn was forced to slide off his shoulder and onto the bed, before Poe shifted into his side to look down at him. He looked very very solemn. Too solemn. Over acting at its finest.

“I think I’d better ask again, just to make sure it sticks,” he continued, unable to keep up the facade, a lopsided grin breaking through. He leaned down to press a kiss to Finn’s lips, a little difficult when he was smiling like that. “Will you marry me, Finn?”
flightforfreedom: (hey)

[personal profile] flightforfreedom 2019-11-04 05:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Poe laughed as he was flipped, hearty and full and with too much relief - the first time he’d done so since they had flopped into a new world on a sandy beach.

He grinned up at Finn, eyes shining with humour and zero remourse.

“Good, because I don’t think I would be able to help them anyway,” he teased, reaching up to cup Finn’s face. His own smile softened a bit, a warmth blooming in his eyes.

“I’m just glad I get a chance to make good on my promise.”
flightforfreedom: (i'm poe)

[personal profile] flightforfreedom 2019-11-04 07:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Poe rolled onto his side easily, his smile all too smug after that kiss, finally relaxing after a very stressful day.

“Though we do have an important question to consider,” he pointed out, his tone teasing. “Are you going to take my name or are we going to have to make one up or—“
flightforfreedom: (storytime)

[personal profile] flightforfreedom 2019-11-04 08:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Poe's smile wavered as his heart thumped heavily in his chest. Oh. He'd meant it mostly as a joke, but that look on Finn's face - that tiny smirk - made his heart skip a beat. Damn. Damn, he had it bad.

When he smiled this time it was far less teasing and far more warm.

"Yeah, I don't think I mind that at all," he admitted, far too touched to play it casual. He leaned in, hand on his raised hip, as he pressed a gentle kiss to Finn's lips.

"Think that's something I'll happily lay claim to for the rest of my life."

Especially now that they had a life to have the rest of.
flightforfreedom: (but we all know i'm the best)

[personal profile] flightforfreedom 2019-11-04 08:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Gratitude might not have been Poe's first read on that kiss, but love certainly was - and it filled him right to the brim, warming him to his very toes. His hand pressed to Finn's chest, just above his heart, his fingers curling a little into the fabric as he returned the kiss, a soft groan slipping from his lips.

Damn. Yeah. He could do this for about a month, after all that.

"Think they'll let us go to Guatemala for a honeymoon?" he teased quietly, lips still on Finn's when he spoke.
flightforfreedom: (storytime)

[personal profile] flightforfreedom 2019-11-04 09:44 pm (UTC)(link)
He was pretty sure he wasn’t allowed to feel this happy and relieved? After everything that had happened, everyone they lost, was he allowed to feel like this?

“Think we’ve deserved a little retirement,” he agreed with a lopsided grin, slowly kneading his fingertips into Finn’s chest.

“They can just come get us if the world starts ending again.”
flightforfreedom: (hey you're alive!!)

[personal profile] flightforfreedom 2019-11-04 09:57 pm (UTC)(link)
“Thanks, but no thanks?” He teased with a grin, before he felt fingers inching up his skin, and his heart skipped a heavy beat. He wet his lips, a curl of arousal tensing in his gut as a near automatic reaction.

He was getting ideas, too.

“Hey,” he murmured, his voice dropping low. “We have some time to kill, and, well, a marriage to consummate—“
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