He didn't leave his lips on Finn's for long, pulling away to kiss his throat roughly, then his collar bone - tracing hot, open mouthed kisses all the way down his chest as Poe shuffled on his knees, settling in between Finn's legs.

He wasn't taking it slow. He could have, maybe, could have drawn it out, but he didn't want to. He wanted to make Finn feel amazing, and he wanted it now, and forget everything else. So as his hand drew up to grip the base of Finn's shaft, he went straight for it - sliding his lips down to take as much of Finn into his mouth as he could, his cheeks hollowing.