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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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"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?"
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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."
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"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.
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He looked back at him with his own smile. "I'm not missing anything." This is what he was really here for.
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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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Maybe there were ulterior motives at play here, but this still felt different. This was still something he wanted, what they both wanted. If this was all he could get, it was enough. More than he could ask for.
So he let himself moan into the kiss and press back into him, his hand finding Poe's neck. Second thoughts about what they were would prevail later, especially since it was always sex with them. But he could enjoy this just like he enjoyed the closet. He could have something.
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His heart twisted painfully as he finally realized something.
He wanted Finn to love him.
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Nibbling Poe's lip, Finn began to lean back and pull Poe on top of him.
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A little voice at the back of his mind told him to stop. That if he wanted this moment to stay perfect he needed to pull back, needed to let it stay sweet and romantic and nothing more. But at the same time his stiffening cock was straining against his trousers and that haze of lust was starting to permeate his thoughts again.
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His back pressed into the ground, and Finn rolled his hips up to Poe's. This was slow and almost natural, just lazy and pleasant. He let one hand explore under Poe's shirt, enjoying this pace that he thought Poe was setting.
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He hadn’t wanted this but it was too late, his hand slipping down to catch at Finn’s belt and start tugging it open even as they rolled against each other.
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So it was different, and that gave him some leeway to work. He opened the fastening's on Poe's pants but didn't go further, still not because of the agreement. His hips rolled into Poe's and their hands, teeth nibbling along Poe's lips, heart pounding in his throat.
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A voice at the back of his mind was telling him to stop, but the desire was far louder. Finn wanted this. He wanted Poe, wanted to be taken right here, right on the wall, under the moons, wanted to cry out to the stars as Poe came hard deep inside his body—
His breathing was starting to get laboured and he peppered Finn’s throat with kisses as he started to stroke him.
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It was starting to get more hurried now, though, but he was still ready from earlier if Poe wanted things to go that way. Which it likely would. It always did, no matter how different this was. But it still felt good, his hips pushing into Poe's grip with an arm slung over his back in an attempt to hold on.
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He pulled Finn's cock out, stroking it a little distractedly, a little desperately, and pushing his trousers down further.
In the back of his mind he knew he would hate himself for this, in an hour. But he couldn't stop. Not when Finn felt so good against him. Not when he seemed so eager... He pressed another kiss to Finn's throat, teeth grazing, and then started to rut firmly against him, trapping their hands between their bodies.
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His hand moved faster over Poe, a difficult feat seeing as how they were crushed together. But he wanted it as much as Poe did. Still, there was probably more at play here, so his free hand helped work Poe's pants further down, his own a little more difficult to get to.
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Still, that last vestige of concern and panic managed to force him to speak, just a single, confused and halting word even as he rutted against him, free hand shovin. finn’s Pants down his thighs.
“... here?”
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Because Finn wanted it, too.
The hand that had been working on Poe's pants moved to his hair, bringing him closer for a deep kiss. They were like that now, right? He could do that now.
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Unfortunately, the want won out.
He took the kiss hungrily, moaning into Finn’s mouth as he blinding fumbled with the man’s clothes. He managed to get them down to Finn’s knees before started blindly fumbling for his pocket bottle of lube instead, all the while unable to pull himself out of that perfect kiss.
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Ah, yes, that must be lube. He feels it now. At least there wasn't much to do considering their earlier adventure, and Finn pushed his hips into Poe's to remind him of the fact. Or just because he wanted to.
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He kissed the man hard, on the edge of desperate, as his fingers sought what his body was screaming at him for, slipping in far too easily. He shuddered with need, pressing his forehead to Finn's a little too hard.
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"Yes," he gasped, pressing his hips into Poe's hand. "Please, yes-" Finn took another kiss only because he could. That was probably more thrilling than anything else right now.