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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

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Poe was a problem. He had been for a long time, but back in the navy there were handy things called brothels nearby, and when there weren’t, young horny pilots and technicians readily available for no-strings attached jaunts with handsome pilots.

It was maintenance. That’s all it was. He went nuts without regular sexy - moody and irritable - and his flying always got worse. In the Navy he’d managed it for himself.

In the Resistance? Well...

It was a much smaller team and Poe had made way too many waves and broken hearts for the General to ignore. First he was banned from sexual relations within the Resistance, but then he’d almost gotten himself killed on accident. It took months to sort out what was wrong with him.

Finn appeared at just the right time. It was an odd request, of course. Leia knee she was essentially asking Finn to prostitute himself. But it wouldn’t be known outside the three of them, he would be compensated, and he could back out of the arrangement at any time. It was the best she could offer and she was relieved when Finn agreed, though she stressed that he should stop if he couldn’t handle it.

Poe was overjoyed and very grateful. Their first time Poe had focused on making the other man feel as good as humanly possible. But as time went on, it became obvious that the sex was something Poe wished he didn’t need. It was more like an urge or a compulsion than a desire, and more than once it had been something he barely wanted at all. These were the times where he fucked Finn from behind against a shelf in the utility closet - quick and brutal - though he always felt better when they were done, and always made sure Finn came.

He tried, a few times, to abstain. Knew the burden it put on his friend. He even thought about asking Leia to get someone else, just so that he and Finn could have a normal relationship again. But now any time he thought about sex it was always with Finn. Finn’s tight, beautiful body was all he wanted.

He had told himself - again, for the third time - that he was going to forgo sex, again. But today the urge was so strong and potent - a whole week after the last time he and Finn had sex - that all other thoughts had fled his mind.

It didn’t take long to find Finn - he had memorized the man’s schedule long ago - and so he appeared almost out of no where, his expression bordering on the desperate. He caught the man’s wrist.

“I need you for a minute,” he said, his voice rough, as he started tugging Finn away. He didn’t care where they went, but there was a store room right around here—-

Finn had... mixed feelings about the arrangement. On one hand, it was kind of demeaning and sometimes hurtful. On the other, he got to be with Poe. Really be with him in one of the ways he'd been craving. He just wished there was more to their relationship. Poe cared about him, he knew that. They were excellent friends even now. He just... wanted more. He just wished that Poe saw him as more.

But he often wouldn't let himself think about it like that. Really, the arrangement was pretty good. The sex was incredible and it was with someone he trusted with his life and then some. Sometimes it was a little too much or he wasn't in the mood, but it wasn't just about this arrangement or even just his friend. Poe needed to be at his best performance and he clearly wasn't when he didn't get what he needed. Finn had known some troopers like that, too. It wasn't too uncommon.

Besides, he was learning things about Poe that could only be brought about by intimacy. For instance, that Poe had mixed feelings about this arrangement, too. He never said as much, sure, but he just seemed to act differently sometimes. Like now.

They hadn't had sex in about a week which was pretty unusual for them. Finn had been quietly happy about being relieved from this duty for a little while but he'd began to worry quickly. At times, he considered initiating things himself, but that wouldn't do. It wasn't part of the deal. Besides, maybe Poe had found someone else. On the off chance he hadn't, Finn kept himself prepared for anything. He and Poe still talked and interacted, so he knew that the other man was on edge. He may or may not have started using a plug just that morning. Just in case.

So he wasn't surprised when Poe came looking for him, tugging on his wrist. Actually, he was kind of relieved about it. "'Course," he answered and followed easily. He walked by Poe's side, heading to the store room like nothing was amiss.

He didn’t say anything else until he had swiped into the store room, then made sure the door had fully locked behind him.

Only then did he surge forward, taking a hard, desperate kiss and pushing Finn roughly back against a crate that was approximately hip height. He plundered the man’s mouth, groaning loudly with relief and satisfaction even as he immediately began stripping the other man out of his cloths. He was incredibly efficient. Some days he only got Finn’s clothes out of the way enough to fuck him anyway, but it was clear that today he wanted Finn’s whole, beautiful body displayed under him.

If they ever managed to get out of this arrangement or decide to make a real relationship out of this, Finn longed for the day he'd get to manhandle Poe around and strip his clothes off himself. As it were, he was always letting Poe take the lead. It was his show, after all, and Finn was far from complaining. It just something to think about from time to time.

But maybe not right now.

He groaned back into the kiss, finding that he had missed this contact between them. He also helped to do away with his clothes, quickly gathering what Poe was getting at. His hips dug hard into the crate, leaning back a little from the force of the kiss, but he pushed back into Poe's body all the same.

Since it had been so long, this was probably going to be exceptionally rough and quick. He was more than prepared for that.

He kicked Finn’s clothes out of the way before surging forward again, grinding against him - clothes to skin, and roughly moving his hand down between them to cup Finn’s cock, palming him eagerly. He always did this. After all, he was already clearly aroused- his orange flight suit tenting at the crotch, his hard cock grinding through fabric. But he always wanted to get Finn on the same level as him, as quickly as possible.

“Need you so bad,” he groaned lowly, giving him another quick, clumsy kiss before leaning back, unzipping his flight suit right down to the waist and then letting the tops fall down past his hips. He still had his undershirt and boxers on, but he shoved the latter down and pulled out his cock - as hard and thick as it could get, waiting a whole week. “Get up on the crate, knees up.”

Finn's cock was already half-hard by the time Poe started giving it any attention. Whether that meant this genuinely turned him on or a Pavlovian response had formed, it was a bit difficult to say, even for Finn. He used to not like sex like this, but it seemed to be pretty great with Poe.

In fact, his cock twitched when the orders were given, less about the orders and more about the implications. Poe needed him now. Finn panted against his lips and immediately started doing as told, hopping a little to get himself up on the crate, finding he needed Poe just as badly suddenly.

When he fell back (cold hitting his scar and forcing him to wiggle and readjust a little), the silver plug was obvious and eye-catching. He knew Poe would want him this badly whenever he finally gave in, if he still wanted Finn in particular at all. Being prepared was never a bad thing.

Poe almost moaned when he saw the plug, stroking himself roughly a few times, just at the sight.

“Fuck,” he whispered, almost in awe, as he stepped between Finn’s legs, gazing down at it.

“You couldn’t wait, could you?” He whispered, almost more to himself than to Finn as he reached down to - surprisingly slowly - pull the plug out. It was as if the sight had reset his urgency somewhat. Not that he wasn’t as desperate, but it had been a while since he’d seen something so hot. He fumbled for his canister of lube, quickly unscrewing the cap and then pouring some directly onto Finn’s crack, letting it slide and drip down to that gently gaping hole. “You wanted it so bad that you had to start by yourself,” he added with a groan.

He usually slipped a finger or two quickly inside but he didn’t need to, today. Instead, he poured some lube on his cock, gave it a stroke, and stepped closer to line himself up, the blunt head of his cock pressing against Finn’s waiting body.

“You’ve needed to be fucked just as badly as I’ve needed to fuck you—“ he groaned as he pressed forward, his cock breaching that tight ring of muscle far more easily than it should, and he kept pressing until he was up to the hilt. He didn’t wait, his desperate need already making him thrust deeply into Finn’s body as he moaned with pure relief.

Finn wasn't entirely sure that Poe was wrong. He moaned when Poe finally got inside without so much as inserting a finger beforehand. Poe's desperation felt contagious on a normal day, but it had been so long that Finn found he was shaking with the need.

If only they knew he didn't have to be paid for this but maybe it was better that way. Whatever, he wasn't going to busy his mind with that right now. Not with Poe finally moving inside him so deep.

He groaned on every thrust. "Yes. Yes, I've needed you. I've needed this. Knew I should be ready. Knew when you wanted me that it'd be like- ah!" Finn arched, ribs heaving with breath. "Poe, yes. Right there."

Poe watched Finn with an open hunger, pulling Finn’s hips a little closer so he was just off the edge of the crate, gripping him firmly as he started to thrust hard and deep and fast. He didn’t hold anything back, taking Finn with all the force he was able, trying to angle each thrust to slam hard right where Finn needed it.

That was the most erotic thing. To see Finn overcome with pleasure even while e was being used...

He let go of Finn’s hip with one hand to grab for his cock - not something he usually did, but the urge had struck him quite desperately. He gave him quick, demanding strokes even as he ravaished him.

Finn didn't try to act for Poe's benefit. He didn't need to, really, even when he wasn't feeling up for it. But this time, in particular, seemed especially good. All that time waiting for Poe to give in and take him must have built some need in him that he hadn't even noticed. Now that it was happening, with Poe thrusting hard and a hand on his cock, he could already feel himself unraveling quickly.

His hand reached out to grip at Poe's arm after a couple of failed attempts, his breaths turning into pants. Poe was relentless, and every passing second was driving him insane.

"Poe, I- I'm- Poe-"

He was close already himself - the frantic, desperate pace selected specifically to get himself off as quickly as possible, but the sight of Finn panting in pleasure and moaning his name was enough to drive him right off the deep end.

"Come for me," He demanded breathlessly, his hand on Finn's cock picking up faster. "Come for me, Finn, I want to feel you come on my cock--"

Finn gasped and arched again, continuing to babble Poe's name before his body finally tipped him over the edge. Poe's hunger and desperation for him made him come hard, moaning loud and gripping Poe's arm tight.

He was usually still very much alert after these little affairs but Finn was going to need a while to come back from this one.

Poe swore, the sight and sound of Finn coming as he almost punishingly fucked him was way too much - his hips slammed even harder, both hands gripping Finn’s hips, his fingers gripping Finn’s hips tight enough to leave ten well-defined bruises as he came with a broken roar.

It seemed to last forever, filling Finn with rope after rope of his seed, his thrusts erratic but incredibly deep. It took a long time for him to come down, shuddering through the after shocks before crumpling forward, pressing his face to Finn’s chest, just barely missing where the evidence of Finn’s own orgasm marked the man’s skin. He shuddered, groaning low, but after a few seconds slowly began to press kisses to the warm skin.

“... you okay?” He asked quietly, feeling and sounding a lot more like himself. “Did I...”

He trailed off. He couldn’t imagine that hadn’t hurt Finn...

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Finn was shivering, tiny tremors wriggling just beneath his skin. It almost felt like an out of body experience, especially since he felt as if he was a totally different person now than he had been five minutes ago. Maybe it was different personas when he was with Poe like this.

After a few deep breaths, he finally managed to say, "I'm okay," in a slightly hoarse voice. He ached everywhere and he was probably going to be walking different for a little while, but none of this was regrettable. Even if Poe did hurt him while they were like this, Finn wasn't sure if he would say.

But he wasn't hurt, not really. "How-... You okay?" His hands drifted lightly over Poe's skin, eyes barely opening, almost close to contentment.

"I'm okay," He agreed quickly, slowly, carefully drawing out his deflating cock with a groan, and then reaching for the pocket where he kept a clean cloth stashed. He carefully cleaned himself off and then cleaned off Finn too - his motions incredibly gentle compared to a moment ago.

"Sorry, I should have-- I just wanted to give you a break, you know, but I think I waited too long, I was going absolutely nuts..." He breathed out, running his hands over Finn's warm, cleaned chest once he was done. "You're incredible, Finn. I don't know how I'm ever going to thank you enough."

He was still panting, still trying to level himself out, but being thanked for this hurt just enough for him to firmly come back to reality.

So he ignored it. "I don't need any breaks, Poe. You don't have to do that." Finn wanted to lean up and kiss him, offer as much comfort as he could, but he was hesitant to do something like that without Poe initiating it. The act might come across as something else if he were to do it. But he did stroke over Poe's arm. "If I need time away, I'll tell you."

"You promise?" He asked, his voice a strange mix of hope and guilt, even though Finn's hand stroking his arm really did help to calm him a little. He reached over and put his hand over Finn's, threading his fingers between Finn's and squeezing gently.

"Okay. Alright. I just--" He hesitated, then offered Finn an apologetic smile. "I guess I shouldn't worry too much. You seemed to enjoy that almost as much as I did..."

"I promise," he murmured back but wasn't sure he'd actually tell Poe no. Then again, he never really wanted time away. All he actually wanted was more but that-

He'd think about that later. Maybe.

Finn squeezed his hand back and smiled a little. "Best sex of my life," he answered honestly, not just about this time but all of them. Almost all of them. "I'd tell you if I wanted something different, too. I think you'd be down for experimenting, anyway. Just don't want different."

Even as he spoke, Finn slowly sat up, giving a long sigh like an old man when he was a little more upright. Dealing with this aftermath the rest of the day was going to be... an adventure.

"Alright," Poe said with a nod, seeming to take Finn at his word and looking a little relieved. When Finn tried to sit up, however, Poe shook his head and put a hand out to press him back down onto the crate.

"We've got a minute," He said, pushing Finn a little further up the box so that he could brace his feet properly. "Let me take care of you."

He spread Finn's knees apart, reaching out to carefully pull Finn's deflated cock out of the way and bare his used, abused asshole. He leaned in, pressing a kiss to the slightly swollen flesh, before slowly and carefully using his tongue around the rim to soothe the weary muscle.

The moan punched out of him was more out of surprise than anything. They didn't usually do this. Finn already came. Poe didn't even owe him that.

Or maybe Poe just wasn't done yet. That would make more sense.

Either way, Finn wasn't complaining. He hissed as Poe carefully navigated his way around, writhing and moaning from how sensitive and sore and good every touch felt.

He didn't normally do this - wouldn't normally impose - but it really had felt like Finn had actually enjoyed himself, and he'd been really rough with it...

He wanted Finn to just feel good for once, too.

Even if that moan was making a low key desire curl in his gut again. He was careful and methodical, his tongue thoroughly and gently working that ring of muscle before slowly pushing a little inside - just the slightest amount at a time. He could taste his own cum buried inside Finn, and the thought made his pulse spike, blood starting to travel to his cock. Ignore it. Ignore it, Poe... All he wanted was to make Finn feel good and relaxed.

Finn arched and cursed, his hand quickly moving down to hold the back of Poe's head, trying and failing to not grip into his hair. His hips were also difficult to pin down, pushing ever so gently into his touch.

But this was too much, surely. Finn could feel his cock twitch, finding interest and wanting more, but he wasn't sure he could take it. Poe felt amazing, but- "Yes. Yes, Poe-" His hips moved again but slower before he could stop it.

He felt his aching cock throb, felt his heart give a painful lurch. His hand loosely wrapped around Finn’s cock - a gentle slow stroke as he pushed his tongue deeper and slowly ate him out with all the love and affection he could manage. It was addictive, being able to cause these sounds to come from Finn, to make his body squirm and moan like that.

The feel of Finn’s hand gripping his hair was unfairly erotic, and Poe moan, deep and low.

He wondered if he could get Finn to come again, just like this....

His cock began to fill again with Poe lavishing attention on him like this. Finn was babbling again, too, speaking nonsense and murmuring curses as Poe slowly took him apart. The hand in his hair grew tighter, the other scrambling around for purchase in various places.

Anything about this arrangement was gone from his mind. This didn't feel like anything they had agreed to. This just felt like something they were doing simply because they both wanted to do it and nothing more. Reality would probably crash that later, but he felt wanted in that moment. Wanted as in Poe wouldn't want anyone else except him. He almost felt loved.

His heels met the backs of Poe's shoulders, pushing him forward as his hips moved lower, nearly desperate. Begging was starting to fall from his lips just as his cock was back to full hardness again. "Please, please, Poe-"

He pulled back, his strokes slowing, his lips reddened and his gaze dark with need as it met Finn’s.

“Tell me,” he whispered roughly. “Tell me what you want, Finn. Tell me exactly what you need. I’ll give it to you. Anything.”

Institutionalized prostitution AU

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