“I know,” he murmured. He didn’t totally understand, but he was determined not to ruin this - not when she was already coming around. Normally time would mean almost nothing to him at all. Suddenly he was feeling the weight of it like never before, as if each minute could stretch into eons.

When her lips ghosted his skin they felt like they trailed fire, that bright burning need flaring in his chest. He was just about to force himself to disengage, to separate, when she unexpectedly wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tightly. For a confused heartbeat he wasn’t sure where to put his hands, and then he relaxed, wrapping his arms around her and hugging her tightly back. A warm, glowing love filled his chest, pricking at the edge of his eyes.

When Finn wrapped his arms around them, the feeling only increased two-fold, suffusing Poe with a genuine happiness that he hadn’t known for millennia. The desperate need ebbed away as for the first time in an age, Poe felt whole again.