[ In all honesty, the last thought on Finn's mind is the, uh, shark monster situation. However, if it was at the forefront for whatever reason, it wouldn't exactly change things. He trusts Poe without question and, besides, it's kind of really hot.
But, again, not thinking about that right now. Mostly. He's definitely thinking about biting as is evidenced by the nibbling going on over Poe's neck. The rest of him is pressed into him, grinding him into the wall. It's incredibly hot in here, and though he thinks he's only going to get his pants open enough to fuck Poe through said wall, he manages to get them off instead thanks to gravity doing a lot of the work, the shirt sailing away soon after. Which is lucky because this is already going to be a really weird aftercare routine.
When he presses against Poe again, chest to back, he moans from the contact alone like he'd been waiting a long time for this. And he... kind of has. ]
Poe... [ The name is just a puff of air, something really close to a whine. Then, in no time at all, he's pulling Poe's hips back with one hand and guiding himself inside with the other. Poe's so wet and open and tight and just a few shallow thrusts have him moaning louder. So many instinctual imperatives are getting fulfilled all at once while others are suddenly showing up on the list. Or just the one, really. Just the mate one. ] Poe.
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reallyhot.But, again, not thinking about that right now. Mostly. He's definitely thinking about biting as is evidenced by the nibbling going on over Poe's neck. The rest of him is pressed into him, grinding him into the wall. It's incredibly hot in here, and though he thinks he's only going to get his pants open enough to fuck Poe through said wall, he manages to get them off instead thanks to gravity doing a lot of the work, the shirt sailing away soon after. Which is lucky because this is already going to be a really weird aftercare routine.
When he presses against Poe again, chest to back, he moans from the contact alone like he'd been waiting a long time for this. And he... kind of has. ]
Poe... [ The name is just a puff of air, something really close to a whine. Then, in no time at all, he's pulling Poe's hips back with one hand and guiding himself inside with the other. Poe's so wet and open and tight and just a few shallow thrusts have him moaning louder. So many instinctual imperatives are getting fulfilled all at once while others are suddenly showing up on the list. Or just the one, really. Just the mate one. ] Poe.