Finn made a soft noise of encouragement as his attention mostly focused on Poe's mouth on his skin. It made sense, he guessed, and a few months ago, before the fight and the injuries and the time spent trying to get Poe to not kill himself out of boredom, he might have over analyzed parts of that. But he knew exactly how many friends had been in Poe's 'intimate' category since. Poe was a man of action. So was Finn, when it came down do it. That he'd come back to Poe and Poe had let him come here, those were actions.

"Shouldn't that be enough?"