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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“I thought it might be something new to you,” Poe agreed, warmly. “But we aren’t there yet.”

They flew out past the beach and over the water, the sun warming them despite their height. After a few minutes a little rocky island appeared on the horizon, and as it grew closer, the cliffs that jutted up from the waves became more and more obvious. It wasn’t a big place - only a few acres across - but there was even a little grass and a few low bushes in amongst the rocks. And birds. A lot of birds.

He angled them down toward the little island.

“Okay spot for a picnic, don’t you think?”

"Okay!?" It was a little more than just okay. When Poe kept going across the ocean, he started to think they were just going to have their date in the sky. Which was fine by him with such an incredible view.

He hadn't expected an actual island. "It's amazing. How did you even find this?"

“We run drills out here when we’re testing new air craft,” Poe explained as they descended. “Use this little island as the marker point to flip and burn back the other way. It’s hard to spot but it’s pretty much right on the line for US to International waters.”

A few of the birds took off as they landed, but plenty of them just watched lazily from where they were sitting, unconcerned. There was a brisk wind and it was fairly chilly, despite the sun, but once they were on the ground Poe pulled out the blanket. “Come here, we’ll tuck in under this and it’ll keep us cozy.”

Poe literally just brought him out to an island in the middle of the ocean as a first date. He was still reeling from all this, knowing he'd have a hard time believing it after they left.

It was colder than he expected and far more beautiful. Such isolation apart from the wildlife... Did he mention that this was hard to believe?

After gawking up at the mass of birds, Finn smirked and wrapped the blanket around himself, cuddling up to his boyfriend and heat source. "Thought of everything, huh?"

"I may have spent the last few incredibly hectic weeks day dreaming of getting you alone on an island for a few minutes by myself," He admitted with a grin. "This wasn't the planet I had n mind, but... Actually, I think I was thinking about this even before I left, so. Well. Point is, I have taken the variables into account."

He snuggled up against Finn and tucked the blanket in underneath them before pulling over the paper bag full of lunch.

"Though probably going to have to go a bit slower than those fantasies had originally accounted for," He added with a laugh.

"Maybe." Normally, Finn would be pretty agreeable with Poe slowing about something. Normally. That context usually didn't include all of this.

He leaned against Poe, hesitant about getting more contact but craving it all the same. "I'm so glad you're back," he said in a bit too serious of a whisper, his eyes on the lunch but gaze much further away.

Right. He was here now. No time for that, no matter how overwhelmed Finn was about everything right now. He shook himself and dragged a little smile on his face. "What'd you order for us?"

Poe felt his heart clench painfully, and was trying to come up with a worthy reply before Finn pushed it all away and changed the topic.

“Just some sandwiches and salad,” he said absently, passing the bag over to Finn, his expression settling into a frown.

“But listen, I... I’m glad I’m back, to. I never would have left you if I’d been given the choice.”

"I know," he answered, actually knowing it in his bones. Finn could understand that Poe may rather be back home, fighting in the war with everyone else, especially if it was now as peaceful as it sounds. But Poe wasn't the type to pick and choose like that either.

"I know it's not your fault. It was just a long time, and a lot of people started assuming you weren't coming back..." Finn had even lost a little faith. He'd been trying to rationalize it with himself over the last few days. "You're here now, though. It doesn't matter. I'm just glad you're here."

“I’m sorry,” he murmured. But it wasn’t enough, of course. What could be? He set everything down and then took Finn’s hand in his, lacing their fingers together.

“My fault or not, I’m sorry.”

He leaned in, pressing up along side Finn, and then hesitated. It didn’t last long. After a moment he leaned in, raising Finn’s hand to his lips and giving a slow, careful kiss to his knuckles.

“I’ll make it up to you. Promise.”

Finn's chest constricted at the gentle kiss, his brow furrowing as he forced out a little laugh. This wasn't a big deal, right?

"How?" His free hand found the side of Poe's neck, thumb tracing his jaw. "You have nothing to apologize or make up for. Besides, you're here now. What more could I want?"

"I can think of at least one thing, maybe," Poe replied, his voice low with just the barest twitch of a smile at the edge of his lips.

Then he leaned in and stole the sweetest, gentlest kiss he could manage.

Okay, Poe made a good argument.

Finn's breath hitched into the kiss before he sighed and tried to press back. It was so soft, he was scared to do anything, worried he'd somehow break the moment.

It was nothing like the first kiss they'd shared back home - heated in the midst of an argument. The softness almost gave Poe a strange kind of nervousness - an electricity that ran through his veins and made the tips of his fingers tingle. He reached out, gently touching the side of Finn's neck as he pressed closer, lips parting to slowly and deliberately deepen the kiss.

Trying to stay slow felt like he was fighting against a riptide - where everything in him just wanted to surge forward - but he was determined to do this right.

He was determined to burn this moment into both their minds forever.

This was so out of his jurisdiction. Finn didn't know what to do. While one hand remained on Poe's jaw, the other hovered near his neck, not sure where to go.

Thankfully, his mind was nearly blank from this kiss. He'd considered what this would feel like before (of course, he had) but this had none of that rushed urgency he'd imagined. This was slow and... loving. It was loving, and he had no idea how to respond correctly, no idea how to show Poe he felt the same way.

A quiet moan escaped him followed by a sigh, his lips working in a mirror to Poe's.

That quiet moan made a shiver run straight down Poe's spine, a hot pulse surge in his blood that he tried desperate to ignore.

Eventually, though, he had to come up for air, and he pulled away from Finn's lips, hand still resting against the man's throat as he pulled back far enough to be able to focus on his face.

"Well?"

Well, what? Finn had no idea what they were talking about before that kiss. Barely remembered the island before he opened his eyes again, which was a bit belatedly. His lips were still parted, gaze on Poe's mouth for a moment before looking up to him fully.

He blinked. Right. There was a question. "Good. That was-..." Instead of trying to give it a voice, he put a hand on the back of Poe's neck and pulled him in for a firmer kiss, one he actually knew. But he pulled away quickly, that kiss not being enough to even show him. "That was really good," he repeated, licking his lips and smiling.

Poe grinned as soon as he was released, all thoughts of food or sandwiches or even birds forgotten.

"Good," He replied, that grin turning a little wicked as he shifted closer, ducking in to take a quick, brief kiss. "Think I might just keep doing it, then," he teased quietly, before taking a longer, firmer kiss - pressing close as his lips parted, deepening the kiss and indulging in exactly what he'd been craving for weeks.

Finn immediately moaned into it, just letting himself be kissed for a moment. Finally, he came back to himself and started returning it, gripping at Poe's clothes to pull him closer.

He still didn't really know what he was doing, though, not sure how he could make Poe feel whatever he was feeling. There weren't really words for it, he didn't think. Whatever it was, his other gripped the back of Poe's neck before slowly leaning back, pulling the other man over him.

He followed. Of course he followed. Even without the anchor of Finn’s hand on his neck he would have followed, desperate for another taste of those lips now that he’d had one.

He leaned over Finn, pressing the man down against the carpet, glad that he decided to land on the grass and not the bare rock, but less glad that he’d decided to come here rather than just immediately take Finn to his bedroom.

He was still fairly sure he made the right call, though.

He groaned softly against Finn’s mouth, his body leaning in far enough to press weight to Finn’s chest. His heart was going a mile a minute. He forced himself to break the kiss for a second, even though he couldn’t bring himself to pull away, murmuring words agains Finn’s lips instead.

“This is way better than hurried kisses in a maintenance closet..”

When Finn's back hit the carpet and Poe's weight settled on him, his heart felt like it was going push right out of his throat. Surely, Poe could hear it. Why was he even nervous, though? Wait, was he nervous?

But it was pushed away but a sudden laugh that escaped him. "That has its merits, too," he mumbled, leaning back up into another deep kiss. He looked forward to this adventure in a maintenance closet, hoping it managed to cool Poe down from hotshot antics. He looked forward to all of it, actually, all of the parts he hadn't been told of yet.

His hands moved down Poe's back, pressing them closer. They should slow down, though, right? It was still new. But he wasn't doing much to stop.

It wasn't new to Poe. Doubly, now, as he'd fallen just as hard for Finn back home as he had here. This was his third time, really, though it was hard to count it that way. It felt more like an inevitable continuum. Like they were meant to be here, regardless of any other factors.

And Force, but Poe wanted to be there.

He rested a hand on Finn's chest, his body lined up solidly against the other man, his weight leaning on him. He could feel Finn's heart beating even through fabric, his finger tips tingling with it. Just as fast as his own. He smiled despite himself and tilted his head when he broke off the kiss, pressing warm lips to Finn's jaw and then his throat, letting them part so he could taste skin.

He really should slow down. But he wasn't doing much to stop.

Another moan left him, his head tilting up to give Poe more room. There wasn't much he could to reciprocate, but his mind kept coming up with increasingly creative scenarios that he could repay Poe in kind with.

Instead, one hand found its way beneath Poe's shirt, palm pressing against the small of his back. Finn didn't try anything else. All he wanted was to feel warm skin against him right now. His other hand, though, buried deep into Poe's curls, trying to encourage him.

In the end, both hands served as ample encouragement. A shiver traced rice up his spine, racing from one hand to the other, and Poe sighed softly against the soft skin of Finn's throat.

"Should have just taken you home," he murmured lowly, his voice taking a husky edge as his hand pressed firmly against Finn's chest. He teased and nipped at Finn's throat, nuzzling in against him, soft curls brushing the side of Finn's face.

Finn pouted and whined, eyes still closed. "I like the island." Still needs to be romanced, Poe, geez! As soon as it's out of his mouth, though, Finn laughed at himself.

But it was cut off quickly. Something Poe did, some sensitive place his teeth found, made him moan again and arch into him. That surely wouldn't calm things down, he thought distantly.

The sound sent a pulse of hot blood straight to Poe’s groin. The decision was made for him, right in that moment. He wasn’t going to be able to resist it. It was going to happen right here. He was going to make love to Finn right here, on an island, under a huge blue sky and a much smaller blanket.

He groaned, immediately trying to replicate whatever he had done to get Finn to arch like that, his hand sliding lower on the man’s chest, fingertips coming to a stop just before they touched Finn’s belt.

“Yeah,” he whispered, teeth finding Finn’s earlobe and sucking gently. “I like this island too.”

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