flightforfreedom: (pure resistance)

[personal profile] flightforfreedom 2019-05-15 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
Poe could feel a flush building under his skin and he grumbled: “Yeah, I’m fine, surprised not hurt.” But it had kind of killed his momentum.

So he gave Finn’s cock another quick kiss and then stood back up, taking off his own pants and the underwear with them.

“I guess just — try to ignore it.”
flightforfreedom: (on a call)

[personal profile] flightforfreedom 2019-05-15 10:10 am (UTC)(link)
Now he was definitely blushing, though he hoped it wasn’t visible. He slid his knees onto the couch, to either side of Finn’s lap, straddling but not touching yet.

“Yeah, well, you were being stupidly hot and moaning a lot, what else am I supposed to do with that.” He gently lowere himself into Finn’s lap, reaching down between them to make sure Finn’s cock was upright before taking both that and his own cock in hand and giving a slow, quizzical pump.

Ah, fuck, that felt good.
flightforfreedom: (listening offscreen)

[personal profile] flightforfreedom 2019-05-15 11:14 pm (UTC)(link)
He couldn't help it, his timing speeding up as soon as Finn's hand wrapped around his cock. He hadn't realised just how desperate he'd been to be touched until that moment.

His hips rolled, pressing into Finn and forcing their knuckles to grind together as they stroked. He moaned into the kiss, before pressing his forehead solidly against Finn's and rutting into his lap unashamedly.
flightforfreedom: (closing his eyes)

[personal profile] flightforfreedom 2019-05-16 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
He wasn't quite there, though god knew that Finn coming in his hand was almost enough to send him right over the edge anyway. But he worked Finn right through his orgasm, his fingers slowing as Finn's pleasure ebbed, and he kissed the man's throat over and over as they finally stilled.

"I've got you," he whispered quietly against his skin. "I've got you, Finn..."
flightforfreedom: (aw my cute bois)

[personal profile] flightforfreedom 2019-05-16 07:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Poe lay back as he was pressed, reaching out with a hand before a box of tissues zoomed towards him, bouncing off the legs of the couch. He grabbed a tissue and wiped off his hand as Finn started to trail kisses down his jaw.

He let out a pleased, low hum, then reached out to drags nails through Finn’s short-cropped hair.

“Yeah,” he murmured quietly. “Do whatever you want to me.”
flightforfreedom: (pretty face)

[personal profile] flightforfreedom 2019-05-17 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
Poe's cock jumped against Finn's lips, just from the sound of that groan, and his fingernails bit deeper into Finn's scalp as the warm, wet tongue began its work.

"Ah, fuck..." He whispered, his head rolling back, hips slightly tilting up to give better access. "Oh, Finn..."
flightforfreedom: (don't think too hard poe)

[personal profile] flightforfreedom 2019-05-17 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
It was far too easy to lose himself in it, which proved to be a problem when the tissue box started raising off the floor and then smacked him in his side. He startled, grip in Finn’s hair suddenly tightening, accidentally shoving his cock deeper into Finn’s throat. Which was... unfairly erotic, apparently.

“Ah, fuck,” he whispered, hearing his belt start to rattle over the floor again. He closed his eyes tightly, trying to concentrate, but then Finn did something with his tongue and Poe gasped - at the same time something whizzed right past his head. “Fuck, your mouth is so hot— I can’t -“
flightforfreedom: (more dramatically in the window)

[personal profile] flightforfreedom 2019-05-17 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
He was half about to apologize when Finn went at it with a renewed vigour. Poe let out a breathless curse, meaning Finn’s name with a tight grip on his head.

Something slammed into the wall and Poe barely even noticed.

“Oh fuck,” he whispered, shuddering as Finn moaned around him, “Fuck, Finn, you’re so hot- I can’t—“ he jerked, crying out as he came, vainly trying to keep himself from slamming into Finn’s throat as he emptied himself into that perfect mouth.
flightforfreedom: (silhouette)

[personal profile] flightforfreedom 2019-05-17 05:34 pm (UTC)(link)
It was, well, a mess. But Poe hadn’t actually looked yet, he head rolled back against the arm rest of the couch, eyes closed in perfect ecstasy. His fingers aimlessly brushed through Finn’s short hair, nails dragging, and he relaxed with a sigh as Finn climbed up his body.

He wrapped an arm loosely around Finn’s waist and pulled him in against him, taking a deep (if clumsy) kiss when he was close enough.
flightforfreedom: (bro)

[personal profile] flightforfreedom 2019-05-17 07:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Poe shifted to try to make more space, utterly exhausted and with every bone in his body feeling like liquid.

He chuckled when Finn spoke, ducking his head to press a clumsy kiss to the man’s forehead.

“If you don’t already know the answer to that, I’m not sure what I could possibly say to answer it more clearly,” he teased, low and quiet.
flightforfreedom: (storytime)

[personal profile] flightforfreedom 2019-05-17 08:49 pm (UTC)(link)
“Me too,” he murmured gently, laying still until he could feel Finn’s breathing slow, his heavy weight pressed warm and still against his side. Only then did Poe turn his head to look at the carnage. Wincing, he carefully - as quietly as he could and moving as little as he could manage - gestured to the mess, moving one object at a time back into its (mostly) proper place. That picture frame was toast forever, now, but otherwise he’d at least managed not to break anything.

Satisfied, he looped that arm gently around Finn, closed his eyes, and drifted off into a warm and dreamless sleep.
flightforfreedom: (swipe right)

[personal profile] flightforfreedom 2019-05-17 10:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Poe was making breakfast - eggs and bacon - and though he hadn’t said anything, the fact that he was nervous was probably apparent in just how quiet and focused he had gotten. He was spinning a spoon around in the air while he cooked, but he’d dropped it several times.

“I dunno,” he said wryly, flashing Finn a smirk. “I think we’re going to just have to keep practicing until I get the hang of it.”
flightforfreedom: (in the window)

[personal profile] flightforfreedom 2019-05-18 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
“You have a very good point, Finn,” he murmured, smiling despite himself as nearly dropped the spoon again. He caught it out of the air before it fell.

He turned his head to smirk back at him.

“Were you hoping for a little practice along with your breakfast?”

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