"So..." it took a moment, a deep breath, and then he was pressing on. "Do it. Now, Dameron."

Same words, different place. But the smile was still, so very faintly there in the face of his own painful arousal and need. Shower was secondary. But putting Finn back on his knees, panting and begging? Now that was a main goal, for the both of them so far as he was concerned.