It was all taken as the approval it was, and Finn couldn't help smiling a little in return, even as most of his mind was occupied with what his hand was doing. He was vaguely aware that there things with his mouth or other body parts could be doing instead, but without direct experience he was hesitant to make that jump. Instead he focused on the hand work, the other one coming up to splay along Poe's lower back and control where the man's hips went.

But words. The man never shut up. Without his own painful need, he could work that angle too. It just took pulling his mouth away for a moment before going back for the next kiss.

"You're perfect."