It was no where near enough, but it was something and it was good, and Finn pressed back from his position as best he could. No real rhythm or force to it, simply movement as he panted with his forehead still against the stone.

He couldn't keep demanding Poe do something he didn't want to, couldn't possibly. Couldn't live with himself if he ever even thought it. But it didn't make it easy.

"Okay, okay...you. Do something. I- Anything."