Shameless Shipping Post

[flightforfreedom]

 I WILL FIND AN APPROPRIATE PICTURE AND PUT IT HERE LATER

but for now this is a shipping post

give me a prompt or an image or just a blank tag and i'll make up the prompt i don't care let's sail this ship

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whipped cream continuation

[firstordered]

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No complaints here.

[ Finn easily let Poe shove his jacket to the floor, following up the motion by removing his shirt along with it to bring them both to relatively even ground, nudity-wise. He mentally commended himself for taking off the shirt without getting tangled up in the sleeves as he pulled it over his head, coming off wholly more suave and successful than he felt on the inside.

That taken care of, he took one more look at Poe, licked his lips, then pulled away to go sit on the edge of the bed and pull his shoes and socks off as well. ]

So when you say "covered in whipped cream," how... extensive are we talking?

[flightforfreedom]

I think that entirely depends on just how hungry you are.

[Poe's eyes twinkled with a mischievous mirth, kneeling in front of him to help him with his shoes.]

We can always add more, and I don't want to completely tire your tongue out. At least not only with that.

[firstordered]

[ Poe didn't really have to help Finn with his shoes, he can take care of that himself, but... Looking down at Poe where he's kneeling like that, at his shoulders and his broad back... Yeah. Finn doesn't mind the help. ]

Oh, I'm... Hungry. Real hungry.

[ He swallows, thickly. ]

But uh. Let's start small and see how things go.

[flightforfreedom]

[The kneeling was pretty intentional.

He glanced up, his eyes still twinkling, wetting his lips thoughtfully.]

Sounds good to me. [He stood up, stopping half way to lean in and give Finn a good, firm, kiss, before sliding onto the bunk and laying down on it, lounging quite happily. He folded his arms behind his head, and said, completely cockily:]

Think you could take care of these pants, for me? They're a little tight and I don't really want them to get sticky...

[firstordered]

[ Poe wetting his lips did something to Finn. Well, Poe doing just about anything in this close proximity and level of undress did something to Finn, but that was beside the point. The point was, Poe was kissing him, but before Finn's brain could catch up to the events happening around him, Poe had slid away and onto the bunk.

Right. Pants. Then the magic happens. ]

Yeah. I can do that. I'm all over that. [ He rushed to climb over Poe, knelt astride his legs as he worked the waistline of his pants down off his hips. Then, grinning mischievously up at Poe, he added, ] Just like I'll be all over the rest of you in a minute.

[flightforfreedom]

Oh, ho, [Poe half laughed, his grin spreading fierce and wide. He helped by raising his hips, wiggling a little so that the fabric pulled down easier. As soon as it was free to do so, his cock decided to make note of itself, bobbing slightly as it pulled up to attention, free of its fabric prison. Poe had no shame about it what-so-ever.]

I hope you know I'm going to hold you to that promise--

[firstordered]

[ Phew. The line worked. He had been worried it was too much. His grin widened as he pulled the pants free of Poe's hips and Poe's cock popped into view. There was a slight raise to his eyebrows, and he couldn't help the eager laugh that escaped from him. ]

You'd better.

[flightforfreedom]

[Poe was mostly charmed that Finn was using any lines at all. He propped himself up on an elbow, and reached out towards him.]

Come'ere, first.

[Whipped cream was all well and good, but that laugh just made Poe want to kiss him so hard that the other man wouldn't be able to breathe.]

[firstordered]

[ Well. Who was Finn to disobey a direct order like that? He laughed again, quipping a short, ] Sir, yes sir. [ And then he crept forward, his mouth crashing into Poe's eagerly. ]