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 wet his lips, brows knitting a little.

"I didn't feel obligated." That was true. He didn't. It had been more of a whim than anything else, but one based in a very real need to distinguish Finn's pleasure from his own. His own was something he was ashamed of, especially after the fact. Now that his blood wasn't boiling and he could see clearly again, he was always deeply shamed of it.

But he wasn't ashamed of making Finn come in his mouth. Wasn't ashamed of making him writhe with pleasure while he took none of his own.

No. He wasn't ashamed of that at all.

"I wanted to. I want to. I--" He wet his lips again, almost a nervous tic. "Yeah. I want to try again. Later, obviously, when you're not..." He laughed, embarrassed. "When you're not, uh, completely worn out. Later."

Finn knew about that shame, could usually see it plainly on Poe's face after they were done. He hated it. He wanted to hold Poe close and shower him in kisses until that look went away but he couldn't.

Right now, there was no shame, and Finn's smile grew as Poe kept speaking. "Whenever you want." Not for the first time, he wished he wasn't getting paid for this. He wanted Poe to know that he wanted this, too, but that was almost impossible to tell him like this.

Finn tugged his shirt back, considering a shower before getting back to... whatever he was doing before. He'd remember eventually. "You're okay? Not too worn out?" It was sort of a joke, sort of a tease, but he really was concerned.

"I'm, ah-- That was pretty hot, so I'm a little more pent up than usual," he admitted with a laugh. "But I'm... I'm okay. Yeah. I'm alright."

It had been a close call. He really had been so close to just fucking Finn a second time, despite it all. But the urgency had ebbed off it, and he could ignore it, now. For a little while.

"I'm good," he promised again, before leaning forward and pressing a warm kiss to Finn's cheek, just barely catching the corner of his mouth. "Thank you."

Finn was about to ask if he was sure, but Poe seemed to read his mind and follow up with his assurances. Then... the kiss.

It made Finn smile and blush, his head dropping to scan across the floor for a second, bashful. "You're welcome. Just, ah- You don't have to wait that long for next time. I'd tell you if I... you know, didn't."

So maybe they could do this again sometime soon. Maybe Finn could figure out if something had really changed here or if he was just too damn hopeful. For now, he started backwards to the door. "Either way, I'll see you soon?"

“That’s dangerous to tell me,” he said with a laugh. “Or I’ll just end up grabbing you tonight.”

He was smiling, though, lopsided and a little bashful himself, but his eyes never left Finn’s.

“Yeah. Yeah, okay. I’ll— i’ll see you around, Finn.”

Finn nearly asked if Poe was promising tonight... but he didn't. He couldn't.

But he did bite his lip as he left. "I'll see you." And if he had a little skip in his step the rest of the day, who was to judge? Insecurities would set in eventually, so he might as well enjoy it while it lasted.

Poe was also light on his feet the rest of the day, and three different people asked him what he was smiling to himself about, when he didn’t notice that he was. Two of them he waved off. One of them he ended up chatting with in low tones about it for nearly an hour.

He never hid anything from BB-8, even though the droid didn’t really understand human sexuality, it also never judged Poe for his. So BB-8 already knew the arrangement he had with Finn, as well as all the disasterous rendezvous that led up to that arrangement being necessary. So he told BB-8 what happened and the droid rocked and beeped at him inquisitively.

“I don’t know,” he answered honestly, picking at his dinner later that night and half smiling to himself. “It just felt right, you know? I just don’t want to mess it up... He—“ But his thoughts were cut short as he caught sight of Finn walking past him and heading to the barracks. He was on his feet before he thought about it.

“Hey! Finn! Hey, how’s it going?”

Finn stopped and whipped around at the sound of Poe's voice. He'd had time to think about what they'd done and where this might be heading, some insecurities starting to plague him, but he mostly had kept busy. Some people asked what had gotten him in such good spirits, but he couldn't say no matter how badly he wanted to.

With said object of his good spirits now in front of him again, Finn smiled wide and pushed the insecurities back down. "Hey. Hi. It's good. Everything's good." Sort of. He'd been useless at work ever since he left Poe's side, mind far away and floating on a daydream. But it had still been nice.

His hand rubbed the back of his neck. "How are you doing? You eating dinner?"

Poe cast a glance back down to his picked-at mean and to BB-8 that was looking up expectantly, glancing between them.

"Ah, yeah, I was, but I'm done now, if you are. Or I mean, if you're hungry, you can join me instead. Or we can do something else?"

Wow, cool, super fucking smooth there, Poe.

Finn gave him a warm smile, certain that Poe was asking for him again, but the way he was doing it was too precious. Even when this started, Poe hadn't been this awkward.

"I'm done," he answered, thinking Poe wanted an excuse to get out of here. "My afternoon's free if you wanted to hang out. I didn't really have plans."

"Great," He said quickly, despite the fact that he'd barely eaten anything, and grabbed his tray before turning to BB-8. "Yeah, go take the night off, Buddy. Don't worry. We'll touch base in the morning."

The droid gave a cheerful whistle and then rode off as Poe went to deposit his tray in the galley before turning back to Finn with a sheepish grin.

"Why don't - ah - why don't we take a walk? I heard we're supposed to be able to see all four moons, tonight."

A walk? That wasn't like him.

Finn's surprise quickly melted into a smile, thinking that maybe Poe really did just want to hang out. Why he was so awkward about it, he had no idea.

"That sounds great," Finn answered, almost sounding a little relieved. This did sound great. It almost sounded romantic. "I haven't seen them all out at once before." Another truth.

"Yeah, neither have I. Apparently it only happens a couple times a year." He relaxed a little when Finn so eagerly agreed, his expression melting into something softer as he stuck his hands into his pockets.

"Jess said there was a pretty good viewing spot out on the southern perimeter," he added as he started walking, waiting for Finn to fall in step with him. Force, why did he feel so damn nervous? It wasn't even that he had any plans, he just... Had heard that it would be nice, and then couldn't get it out of his head that he wanted Finn to see it, too.

Finn did fall in step with him, his smile wide and warm, impossible to erase at this point. Even if they did get up to things, this didn't seem like the usual. This was different, like last time. It was definitely different.

"That sounds nice." Because it was and that was really important suddenly... Now if only he knew what else to say. Suddenly, he felt pretty nervous. "Think anyone else would be out there?"

"Nope not," He replied almost automatically, before he realised what he said and then chuckled, rubbing a hand against the back of his head.

"I mean, maybe, but. I'm definitely okay with it being just us. Getting some actual downtime would be nice."

"Yeah, I agree." He didn't mean to rush to reassure Poe but... well. "I mean, it sounds nice. It sounds like something for just us, you know?"

Just them. Not the arrangement, not around friends to pretend they were totally normal, no- Just them. Finn opened the doors to the outside with his shoulder, not letting his stride lessen as he started to the south.

"Yeah," Poe agreed, smiling widely, but then finding an embarrassing lack of anything to say after it. Why was his pulse going so fast? He and Finn had done any number of crazy things, seen any number of moons...

Maybe it was that he kept thinking about the closet--

No. Focus, Poe. One night together, none of that bullshit. No matter how horny you are, just... enjoy his company for a night, okay? Okay.

He hadn't even realised that he'd fallen into a companionable silence, that soft smile still on his lips, until they were close enough to actually see the perimeter wall. Someone was walking down it - just doing their rounds - but otherwise it was empty, and they'd be gone soon. He gently bumped Finn's shoulder with his.

"There we go. No crowd."

Finn's smile got even wider when he realized no one would be around. Well, except the guard who'd be gone soon. That was a little thrilling, right? All of it was.

But it didn't seem to be about that.

Finn picked a small, clear spot to park himself, patting the space beside him. "You're right. This is a great view. I think the fourth one's going to rise soon." Three were already hovering over them, lighting the night sky in an eerie way. It was perfect.

"This is perfect." Why not say it?

Poe took a seat beside him, letting his legs dangle over the side and leaning back on both hands, though he was close enough to be able to lean over and bump Finn's shoulder companionably.

"Yeah, alright, I'll admit it, Jess picked a good spot," he said with a laugh. Those nerves were back again. It almost felt like he was getting into one of those moods - into that hunger that he couldn't stop - except that it felt... different.

Either way, it was making his pulse flutter like crazy.

"They probably had festivals for days like this, back in the day."

"Oh, maybe." Made sense. "That would have been cool. Only party I've been to was Canto Bight and that... didn't go too well." Sorta. They lived.

"Maybe we should start something like that. Moral could use it. We could use it." Finn's shoulder bumped into Poe happily. "But just this is pretty great."

Poe paused, blinking, and turned his head.

"Seriously? That's the only party you've ever been to?"

He let out a breath and frown, before turning away again. "... I mean, I guess the last party I was at was... Snap's wedding." Which felt like a lifetime ago, now. ... And he'd made an utter ass out of himself, afterwards, with a technician. Damn. Didn't really want to remember that. The thought actually made him feel a bit ill. But he forced it down and made himself focus on Finn instead, turning back to look at him again, leaning into his shoulder.

"Well, remind me, and we'll have to throw a party. A proper one. So you can get an idea of just how great and how awful they are usually." His smile turned soft. "... But this is alright, huh? Don't mind hanging out with just me, for a bit?"

Finn didn't even notice Poe's mood change, especially since it went away so quickly. He just smiled back softly, swaying as Poe knocked into him again. "I think I'd love that. All of the great and awful things." A real party with his actual friends that isn't on a mission. Yes, he would love that.

Except for right now. "Honestly? I think I already prefer this. Just you and me-... We don't get to just be often enough. Not that I don't love our friends or love what we do when we are together, but... this is good, too. Really good."

He faltered again - just for a split second - when Finn said 'or love what we do when we are together'. It was good to hear that Finn was into it, sure, but it was also something he was deliberately trying not to think about. So his answering smile was a little strained for a second, before even just the expression on Finn's face melted his anxiety back down again.

"Yeah. Yeah, it's nice. You're---" He cut off, before he said 'You're nice', which was the dumbest possible thing he could think of. He laughed, instead.

"You're going to miss it," was what he covered with, gesturing to point at the horizon, where the fourth moon was just starting to rise.

Finn did glance to the horizon, to be fair. The moon was rising with the other four, bringing on a whole other sheen of light to their little bubble. But the light looked amazing here and it looked amazing on Poe.

He looked back at him with his own smile. "I'm not missing anything." This is what he was really here for.

His heart thumped almost painfully in his chest, unable to look away from Finn's face. He didn't even think about it, in the moment, though later he would realise that maybe he'd been planning it from the beginning. But right then? It felt like it came from somewhere else, a force acting on him rather than him taking the action.

He leaned over, pressing his shoulder to Finn's and then kept leaning until their lips met and his eyes fluttered shut.

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