[not thinking about things is the big mood. once finn's out of his clothes, he will assist in getting his own off. two guys, sitting in an inn room, zero feet apart 'cause they are gay. poe doesn't need force bullshit to get that finn's kind of ... hesitant? nervous? he clearly wants some kind of direction. he has used his mouth words to say as much multiple times. but it feels more natural to do all of that now rather than sitting and have a preamble to a sexual encounter.
he thinks about literally asking if finn would like for him to start off, but come on. he knows the answer to that question. so he's just going to go for it. he goes back to making out, one hand against the back of finn's neck, with the other starting placed against his chest and slowly ... sliding ... its way ... down ... ]
[The trails of Poe's fingers on his skin as they drift lower has his abdomen tensing beneath the touch. Luckily, kissing still takes a decent amount of his concentration, so he doesn't have the mental capacity to zero in on that too much. Still, his heart races in his chest, and while hesitant isn't the right word, nervous most definitely is, a sort of nervous excitement making his pulse race and his insides flip.
He leans into Poe's mouth as further distraction, his own hand rest briefly on his waist before it drifts over and then settles on his hip.]
[now that finn is comfortable and getting into the whole thing, he's just gonna go for it and
grab 👏 that 👏 dick 👏
like when a nurse says she's going to prick you with the needle on ten and does it on like four instead. except with dick. he starts out out pumping slow, getting a feel for the whole situation and trying to provide some build-up for finn, probably. like, realistically, this is going to be a five-second long experience, might as well stretch it out to a whole ten seconds with anticipation.]
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he thinks about literally asking if finn would like for him to start off, but come on. he knows the answer to that question. so he's just going to go for it. he goes back to making out, one hand against the back of finn's neck, with the other starting placed against his chest and slowly ... sliding ... its way ... down ... ]
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He leans into Poe's mouth as further distraction, his own hand rest briefly on his waist before it drifts over and then settles on his hip.]
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grab 👏 that 👏 dick 👏
like when a nurse says she's going to prick you with the needle on ten and does it on like four instead. except with dick. he starts out out pumping slow, getting a feel for the whole situation and trying to provide some build-up for finn, probably. like, realistically, this is going to be a five-second long experience, might as well stretch it out to a whole ten seconds with anticipation.]