lina_musebox

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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 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.”

That was dangerous territory, the back of his mind supplied. None of this was about him. But if Poe wanted to please him-

Only, he had no real answer for that. Finn whined and moved his hips, needing more. "I want you. Want to come, Poe, please." It was a bit abstract, but that was all he could think about right now. He just wanted.

His cock throbbed, that familiar almost violent need building in him again. It would be too easy to do just that - to pull back and fuck Finn again until he came. Train him to him cock. He could fuck him so good that Finn would never be able to come without Poe fucking him, bind them together in this twisted, corrupted codependence.

He wanted it so badly he could almost taste it.

But he didn’t want to do that to Finn. Didn’t want to slave him to his desires the same way Poe was. So he let out a long, shakey breath and then nodded, shifting position. A moment later, he had his lips around the head of Finn’s cock, slowly easy two fingers into his ass and curling his fingers against Finn’s prostate as he began to bob his head, swallowing thickly around him.

The hungry, dangerous look in Poe's eyes was all too familiar to him now. Finn knew he was about to be fucked again and wanted it in that moment, no matter how much his body would protest later.

But Poe took a different approach, and Finn was shouting his praises before long. Between milking his prostate and swallowing around his cock, Poe managed to tip him over the edge again. Finn pulled at his hair, coming down his throat almost painfully.

They didn't do this. Something about it made this feel all the more special and somehow better. It gave him hope that this wasn't just what it seemed, that there was more here. But for now, Finn choked on a breath and fell back to the crate, trembling and moaning from the aftershocks. He felt wrecked, another thing they didn't really do.

Poe was pretty sure that if anyone happened past the store room right now they would know exactly what was going on and turn the other way, but he couldn't care less. He rode out Finn's orgasm hungrily, swallowing it down with an eagerness that surprised even himself, and then gently easing off as he felt Finn's aftershocks slowly ebbed away.

He stood back upright - pressing a kiss to Finn's bare hip as he passed - and then scrubbed at his mouth with the back of his hand.

He felt weirdly... sated? He thought for sure he would feel overwhelmingly like he need to fuck Finn again, but... Well. He still felt like he needed to fuck Finn again, just not with the same urgency as before.

It could wait. He almost wanted to wait. Even though that waiting would probably only last until after dinner. For the moment, he just stood up, looking down at Finn exhausted and wrecked on the crate below him, and didn't notice that a fond smile had slipped to his lips.

"Okay, that was hot," he said after a couple of seconds, as if to break the tension. "Feel better?"

Yeah. Yeah, that was hot. Finn started laughing, almost giggling from whatever adrenaline was finally calming down in his system. "Much. Thank you." Maybe it was weird to thank him, but Poe certainly didn't have to.

Which reminded him that this whole thing was being controlled by Poe himself. That made him laugh again. "If this is a new kink or something, I'm more than happy to let you indulge whenever you like."

Finally, after a deep breath, he opened his eyes to get a better look at the man standing over him. Poe looked happy, and the expression melted his heart, making him smile warmly back.

He should probably get up eventually.

Finn's smile made something very warm bloom in Poe's chest, and if anything, he looked even happier because of it. He just didn't realise that he looked that way.

He laughed, a faint tinge of colour coming to his cheeks, as he hastily shoved his cock back into his underwear and pulled his flight suit back up.

"I don't know, just felt like it. You deserve to feel good too, right?" He did the zipper up to his neck and then held out his hand for Finn to grab if he needed some leverage to help himself up.

He wet his lips.

"But yeah, I... I think I might try that again, sometime soon."

Finn gratefully took the hand but it didn't take as much of a fuss for him to sit up either. He was exhausted and was still probably going to walk funny but he couldn't deny that he felt better. In every form.

"Sounds like fun," he answered and not just because that was supposed to be his answer.

Finn gently hopped off the crate and swiped up his pants. He wanted to hold Poe close and kiss him as deep as possible, but... well, this is what he got. And he was grateful for it. Definitely. "What got you in that sort of mood?"

Poe gave a slightly sheepish look, but the smile faltered somewhat as he actually put himself back into his thought process. He rubbed the back of his head with a hand as he glanced at the floor.

"... Thought you deserved better, I guess. You put up with a lot. I know. I didn't really want that to be... you know. All there was, between us."

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