It was lucky that Finn went immediately back to occupying Poe's lips after speaking, so that it wasn't too obvious how Poe's heart stopped at the words.
It wasn't that Poe had a lack of self esteem. Quite the opposite. He was all too used to people telling him how great he was, in and outside of the bedroom. Sure, outside it was mostly about his flying, but even his crew mates were known to curse and extol the virtues of his body while they were making use of it. Flattery was simply part of the game. Though Iola's 'Fuck, Poe, your cock could probably fly black squadron by itself' was still his personal favourite. They were friendly, complimentary, and utter bullshit.
This, though --
He kissed back hard, mostly so that his brain could catch up, so that he could come up with something witty and casual rather than just immediately start babbling about how he felt, which was probably not the best idea, considering how this whole encounter had started. So he just grinded roughly against him and managed to pull away with a grin, and a husky, "You're one to talk."
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It wasn't that Poe had a lack of self esteem. Quite the opposite. He was all too used to people telling him how great he was, in and outside of the bedroom. Sure, outside it was mostly about his flying, but even his crew mates were known to curse and extol the virtues of his body while they were making use of it. Flattery was simply part of the game. Though Iola's 'Fuck, Poe, your cock could probably fly black squadron by itself' was still his personal favourite. They were friendly, complimentary, and utter bullshit.
This, though --
He kissed back hard, mostly so that his brain could catch up, so that he could come up with something witty and casual rather than just immediately start babbling about how he felt, which was probably not the best idea, considering how this whole encounter had started. So he just grinded roughly against him and managed to pull away with a grin, and a husky, "You're one to talk."