It wasn't like he'd never seen a naked man before. The Order hardly prioritized privacy among the rank and file. Or even seen aroused men before. Again, the priorities of the Order and a bunk room of teenagers. But Poe, silent and still with his hands up by his head, naked under his still fully clothed form.

Finn needed to take a deep swallow as he hands slowly moved to trace the arch of the pilot's hips.

"You...can move."