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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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Finn did pause and look back at him, having to take a full stop at the sudden sincerity. He stared back at Poe, eyes darting over his face, trying hard to read him. But that was always a difficult task for Finn no matter who the person was, and Poe was more difficult to read than anyone sometimes.

But he was right about the detox and diagnostic. Making sure that Poe was okay after that should be at the top of his list anyway... So now he felt bad for ignoring the situation and not keeping Poe's well-being first. Fantastic.

But he nodded and let out a deep breath. Later. Just process later. "Yeah, okay. Sorry."

Poe wet his lips.

"Can't wear clothes for detox, but - you want to go through first? I can hang back if you're not- I mean- I get it, if you think I've had more of a fair share of an eyeful. But it'll be faster if we go through together."

Nudity had never been a huge thing for Finn, growing up the way he had. There was a lot more to consider uncomfortable now, but he also oddly didn't care. Poe had seen it all, and Finn had a feeling that Poe wouldn't bother looking at him like that again anyway. He was more concerned about how uncomfortable the other man found the idea.

But... he shook his head and removed the jacket, being sure not to look at him again. "I'm fine with it. Whatever you want." He didn't wait for an answer. Just got rid of the jacket before methodically moving to the boots then pants, just not thinking about this whole thing.

Poe had the sudden urge to kiss him. Not like before - not like his mind was being overridden, the safe guards bypassed. But just because he wanted to wipe that blank sullenness off his face. But he didn't. Who knew how long the plant's effect might work. Sure, Finn might forgive him for when they were both in the throes of it, but now that Poe felt mostly himself, if he took advantage of Finn- - he'd never forgive himself. Better to wait.

He didn't reply, just nodded and started to strip, not at all self concious. It was a lot easier to see the bruises, though - dark purple marks on his hips and thighs and sides, looking exactly like Finn's fingerprints..

He managed not to flush, this time, and once they were both disrobed he shoved the potentially contaminated clothes in a bag for later testing, then turned on the decontamination process. No water, no steam, but lasers strong enough that they felt hot. After a minute, the system chimed.

"Alright, med bay."

Med bay was a large word for the tiny bunk style cot that made it up - definitely not big enough for more than one person. And they had to walk the whole way there naked. But the diagnostic tool was already rolled out.

"Take a seat. I'll run it on you, first, then you can do me."

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Finn almost wished everything felt awkward again. Now he just wanted to get all of this over with, find a quiet place somewhere on the ship, and process how he was going to fix things with Poe. Just going through the motions now in as much of a professional air as he could muster felt too reminiscent of the old days, and certainly not how he ever felt with the other man. He didn't want to close off, but things had changed now and... he had to salvage what he could.

And part of salvaging everything was to keep himself from feeling hurt while Poe ran a diagnostic over his naked body. He felt exposed in a way he didn't like... But whatever. Finn sat as ordered and stretched his neck, kinda curious if he was still being affected after all. "Ready. Come on."

At this angle, his eyes fell on the bruises on Poe's hip before he looked away, guilt waiting in his chest. He had similar bruises... Just hoped Poe didn't mention them.

The scan was first, and Poe was thorough, if still professional, and at the end he paused, pressing the device to Finn's throat. A sharp prick, and he pulled it away again, blood sample taken.

"Alright, alright, let's see--" he paused as he scanned the read out, lips moving as he read it to himself. Finally he let out a relieved sigh. "Nothing. Some trace remnants of a protein in your blood, but already mostly disintegrated. That's it. We're completely ourselves again."

His relief was palpable, and as he raised his head to meet Finn's eyes. "Thank the Force."

He handed over the diagnostic tool, still trying to convince himself not to just kiss him. The urge was a hell of a lot stronger, now.

"Check me over and then tell me if I'm allowed to kiss you or not because I'm going a little nuts, here." So much for suave.

Finn let out a heavy sigh from the news, his shoulders sagging. Didn't realize he'd been so worried about that, but if it wasn't still affecting him, then maybe it was leaving Poe alone, too.

He took the diagnostic tool and... stopped. "You want to kiss me?" It was said with less curiosity and far more hope than he'd care to admit. Poe... still-... No! No, that could be the, uh- Right.

He jumped out and maneuvered Poe to his spot. "Sit," he said and quickly started scanning him, trying to be as thorough as possible. Because surely Poe didn't- Oh, please, let it be true.

He didn't smile, despite how cute that reaction was, because he hadn't been lying. Trying to hold himself back was miserable and driving him crazy. The tone gave him some hope, though.

"Yeah. If that wasn't already made painfully obvious. And there's no point to try to hide it anymore, so--" He didn't flinch, but his words did halt as the device took the blood sample from his neck.

"So if that's something you want to do, too, you'd better tell me."

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Finn didn't answer, because he did, he desperately wanted things to resolve themselves in that general direction. At the same time, he couldn't believe anything Poe was saying right now. It sounded a lot like how he talked back there and, well, what if it was all a lie? What if this whole station existed to screw over his feelings about Poe Dameron? That'd be grand.

So he stared at the diagnostic tool with bated breath as the results started pouring. Aaaannnd- He actually gasped. "You're okay! It's not even-" It's fine! There's nothing! He-! Poe-!

Finn looked up from the device and gave Poe a hard stare, debating his options, before putting it aside. He cupped Poe's face and kissed him. It wasn't desperate and hungry like the ones before, but maybe sweet? Really, he just wanted to reassure to himself that this was happening, his feelings were okay to have, and they were going to be all right.

The lack of answer was a bit worrying, especially with how intensely Finn was staring at the device. Poe was starting to think he'd made a terrible miscalculation, and then Finn was staring at him.

"Look, it's totally okay if you --" he was starting to say, when Finn cut him off with a kiss, surprisingly tender. Not like whatever had happened to them on the station. It was gentle, and it made his heart thump almost painfully in his chest as he returned it, lips parting in almost a sigh against Finn's.

He'd never felt this relieved.

He settled his hands around Finn's hips, tilting his head up into the kiss as he tried to deepen it. But the angle was not easy to keep and after a second he pulled back, looking a little flushed. "I, uh- would have preferred a better way to tell you, but--"

When Poe pulled away, Finn took the time to collect himself and try to sort this out all over again. He'd apparently assumed wrong. Right?

He did not want to assume again. "You meant all that, right? What you said back there with the-" He waved his hand, not too willing to put a word to it right now. "Did you mean it?"

"Yeah." He offered a warm, relieved smile. "Well pretty much all of it. Pretty sure I would normally have begged for a break somewhere in there, but."

He paused, shifting so he could stand up, sliding his own hands to cup Finn's jaw.

"Yeah. I've been in love with you for a while. Though I really didn't think it was mutual until, ah--" Until we were fucking each other's brains out? -- "Until today, so--"

A break... Finn couldn't help the laugh bubble up from his chest, and a hand met his face as the giggles spilled out and Poe stood up.

He looked at him again with the touch, the confession, and Finn's smile was wide. "It's mutual," he replied. Poe Dameron loved him. Poe Dameron was in love with him. What the hell? "I love you." It felt good to say without being out of his mind, grin just growing wider.

Judging by the grin spreading over Poe's lips, it probably felt just as good to hear, and he was still grinning when he leaned forward and took another kiss - still tender, but maybe with a little more fire in it that the last.

"I love you too," he mumbled against his lips before stealing another kiss, deep and long.

Finn happily kissed him back, but it was admittedly hard to do through his gigantic smile. He laughed into the kiss, hands going around to Poe's back to pull him close. At least he tried to kiss him back just as deep, still sweet but maybe a little less gentle.

But maybe they should stop before they got ahead of themselves and really ended up sore. Not that Finn was putting the brakes on, though.

"Ow-- watch the hips--" Poe said, but he was laughing into Finn's lips. "Do you know how many bruises I have? I don't. I can't count that high."

Which would probably sound more like an actual protest if he wasn't pressing closer, sliding his body up against Finn's, feeling the heat radiating off him. He'd thought that the sexual desire was mostly the vines - not all of it, obviously, since it wasn't like he hadn't stroked himself to thoughts of Finn before - but the wanting to go over and over and over was definitely something he wasn't used to.

How long had they been asleep, anyway?

"Look-" he murmured against Finn's lips. "I need to get us into hyperspace. But if you want to - meet me back at your bunk in - say - five minutes--"

"Sorry," Finn laughed. He really was sincerely sorry for hurting Poe, even if the idea of leaving his mark on the other man did things to him, but it certainly didn't sound sincere when said like that.

He'll try again later. Right now, he was too preoccupied with the feeling of Poe's body against his again.

Then there was the offer. "If you think we can go again... I'll be there." Finn wanted to, but he wasn't sure at this point, to be honest. Didn't matter. Just having Poe that close again would be wonderful. He kissed him again with that thought alone, less of a smile and more of a real kiss this time.

Should probably let Poe go... any minute now...

The kiss made his pulse race a little faster, made him feeling like he was melting a little. Force, Finn was good at that. When did he get so good at that?

It took way too long to stop himself from dragging the kiss out, as long and deep as he could, and even longer to force himself to step back.

"I don't know about going again, but - I want at least a few more hours of that before we get back to base---"

He probably had a little practice during the sex marathon they just came from...

"I think we can handle that," he said with a grin, letting Poe go even if he might have trailed a hand down his arm for as long as he could. Finn did make himself back away, though, letting Poe actually go about his business as he started to put the medkit away.

Between doing that and slinking back to his bunk, he wondered what would happen once they were back on base. Reality, most likely. That really awkward debrief, yeah. What about them? They were usually on separate missions, almost always on the go, in the middle of this war. He'd rather think about this later, but with Poe not there as an incredible distraction, his mind began to wonder if they could make it work... Poe said he'd loved him for a long time, though, so-... He hoped this could work.

With a sigh, he fell back into his bunk, that exhaustion coming back to the forefront of his mind. And he was still sore. No, though. He sat up, determined to not doze off without Poe in his arms.

Poe, for his part, was blissfully unaware of any potential difficulties or coming trials. He'd been thing about nothing but, for weeks, and between that and Finn's girls he'd just written it off. Finn loved everyone. Of course everyone loved him.

So for once in their relationship Poe was not at all thinking of anything ahead of approximately an hour from now. Even as he plotted their course - two jumps, just in case - he could still think about barely anything other than the man waiting for him in the stern of the ship. The calculations seemed to take forever, and he was rambling to BB-8 the whole time.

"-- Yeah I know you always said I should tell him but there just wasn't the- No you can't say I told you so! That's not--"

A few minutes later, still grinning, the ship fully in hyperspace, Poe padded his way back to Finn's bunk, the door sliding open quietly.

"Hey."

He really should stop grinning.

Finn felt the jolt of hyperspace from the bunk, an all too familiar sensation at this point no matter how subtle it was. Again, he relaxed, happy to be away from that ship... even if it just gave him the best gift a man could have.

When his door slid open, Finn looked up and smiled. "Hey." He wasn't really sure what else to say, feeling a little awkward and mostly giddy with his arms wrapped around his legs. So he nodded down at his bunk. "Saved you a spot?"

Poe couldn't help it, and he laughed, padding over to the bunk and then sliding onto it with one knee, leaning in close.

"I could have found somewhere to fit in," he teased, but he was already looping an arm around Finn and pulling him down onto the bed. "Kiss me again?"

With another big smile that he was sure would interrupt this kiss, Finn leaned in to brush his lips against Poe's. He couldn't wait long enough to make himself stop smiling. So he just kissed him as thoroughly as he could, pressing their bodies together again in the sweetest embrace he could imagine.

This was nothing like back on the ship with those vines. There was nothing urgent here. He could take his time and explore if he wanted. Right now, he just wanted to be warm and comfortable, so Finn snuggled himself against Poe and kept kissing him for however long or as much as he wanted, keeping his arms wrapped loosely around his waist.

Poe was all too happy to melt right into it. He slid a leg between Finn's, pressing his thigh against the man's groin, but other than that kept all his attention to Finn's mouth. His hand cupped Finn's jaw as he just indulged in long, leisurely, loving kisses - as if determined to find exactly the right kind of hypnotic movement to lull them both into something like pure pleasure.

He should be exhausted - part of him was - but a large part of him was slowly growing excited, more awake than he had been in days. He wanted to be here so badly that he could barely believe it was real. But it was.

He lost track of how long he indulged in those lips before his blood began to stir again, and he slowly began to roll his thigh against Finn as his tongue delved claiming and deep into their kiss.

Finn hummed as Poe's thigh pressed against him but was happy to just keep the pressure there while he explored their kiss. Nothing he'd done before had really felt like this, so slow and warm and loving. It felt important, precious. A part of him wondered if this would go away once they were back on base, once the reality of the galaxy swamped them again, whether they wanted it to or not.

But now wasn't the time to worry about that. In fact, he didn't plan to worry at all. Maybe this was just one moment but that's sort of the way his life went, anyway. He'd keep this close, treasure it, and do his part to make sure it happened again. For now, though-

Poe pulled a groan out of him as he got more adventurous, and Finn still felt tired and sore but more than willing to indulge. This was Poe, after all. Wasn't like he'd say no, even now. They probably wouldn't get far, anyway, but he was willing to go as far as they both could manage.

So Finn kissed him a little harder and started to rut against Poe's thigh, his own legs squeezing his. Even though his heart was pounding in his chest, the motions were slow and steady, a hand brushing against Poe's hair as he cupped his cheek. He sucked on Poe's bottom lip just to see what would happen if he did... or rather, just because he could now.

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