Finn moaned into her body, feeling the reverberations of their pleasure rush through him. The heel of his palm pressed into his cock, trying to stave off some of the pressure and intensity from all this.

Otherwise, his mouth stayed busy, tongue licking around Poe's fingers. He was getting a little heady from all this (would probably be the lack of oxygen if he were mortal), the curl of pleasure in his stomach just winding ever tighter. He didn't leave his goddess for a second, though, a bit determined at this point.