It's a groan. He convinces himself of that, or attempts to at least, as the pants go down far too slowly for his taste. A groan. No a whimper. Not at all. And he paused his work on Poe's neck just to get some air, not to fully focus on what was happening. That's all, just pressing his forehead against Poe's shoulder, panting against his bicep, for the air.