"That's...a statement, not a rule. The lube."

But it was only a muttered thing, Finn already painfully hard and totally in Poe's command as he went on. Shower. That meant standing, moving, and all sorts of overly complicated things. But he didn't ask to just stay in bed, ready to stick to the rules given. Rules were nice in general; from Poe they were hot. So okay. Shower.

If he managed to stand up again.