[ "i will always give you the good d for the rest of forever" tracks. finn believes it in the heat of the moment. i'm pretty sure that's half of their wedding vows.
it's worth losing the steady rhythm to feel poe's hand tighten, the way his thrusts start hitting home harder.
it's definitely worth hearing the way he says his name. how many heads on how many platters to ensure that he gets to hear poe say his name that way many times over the course of years. because his name is the first and best thing poe ever gave him, and poe gave it to him, and it sounds about a hundred times better right now than it possibly ever has. it's like it travels the length of his body, a tiny zap of electricity.
finn responds immediately, some kind of guttural moan that might have been conceptualized as a word once upon a time? probably something similar to yeah, but the truth is lost to time. it just falls out of him like it's been waiting for its chance this whole time, before he can help it.
his breath starts to cut short. his fingers spasm a little where he's gripping the back of poe's neck, like they're somehow gonna find more solid purchase than they already had. he forces his eyes back open, because it makes it better, because he wants to see--
so don't worry fam he's got this. finn will finish first in the orgasm race today, with what can only be called an involuntary upward twitch, as if it is somehow possible to get poe any closer or any deeper into him at this particular point in time. rational thought about things that are physically impossible can wait for another day. dumb carnal animal brain wins this time. ]
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it's worth losing the steady rhythm to feel poe's hand tighten, the way his thrusts start hitting home harder.
it's definitely worth hearing the way he says his name. how many heads on how many platters to ensure that he gets to hear poe say his name that way many times over the course of years. because his name is the first and best thing poe ever gave him, and poe gave it to him, and it sounds about a hundred times better right now than it possibly ever has. it's like it travels the length of his body, a tiny zap of electricity.
finn responds immediately, some kind of guttural moan that might have been conceptualized as a word once upon a time? probably something similar to yeah, but the truth is lost to time. it just falls out of him like it's been waiting for its chance this whole time, before he can help it.
his breath starts to cut short. his fingers spasm a little where he's gripping the back of poe's neck, like they're somehow gonna find more solid purchase than they already had. he forces his eyes back open, because it makes it better, because he wants to see--
so don't worry fam he's got this. finn will finish first in the orgasm race today, with what can only be called an involuntary upward twitch, as if it is somehow possible to get poe any closer or any deeper into him at this particular point in time. rational thought about things that are physically impossible can wait for another day. dumb carnal animal brain wins this time. ]