Finn burst out laughing, head tipping back as Poe finished with his grand
shirt off line. Perfect man. Infuriating, stubborn, suicidal, and
perfect man.
"Alright, alright. Stop before I start thinking about this too hard and
realize how insane I really must be."
"What? Have you seen your chest, lately? Pure poetry," Poe said, still
grinning. He was sitting back, but he couldn't help the impulse to touch
him, so he reached out and slid a hand over Finn's wrist.
"And 'pretty insane' is probably the answer you're looking for. By the way."
Don't let him die alone. The smile doesn't falter, but he tugs
the hand Poe has on his wrist up to him to place a kiss on the back of his
hand. Very gentleman like, or so some of the terrible holovids involving
pilots winning the lady fair had taught him in the past couple months.
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Finn burst out laughing, head tipping back as Poe finished with his grand shirt off line. Perfect man. Infuriating, stubborn, suicidal, and perfect man.
"Alright, alright. Stop before I start thinking about this too hard and realize how insane I really must be."
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"What? Have you seen your chest, lately? Pure poetry," Poe said, still grinning. He was sitting back, but he couldn't help the impulse to touch him, so he reached out and slid a hand over Finn's wrist.
"And 'pretty insane' is probably the answer you're looking for. By the way."
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"Sounds like an understatement."
Don't let him die alone. The smile doesn't falter, but he tugs the hand Poe has on his wrist up to him to place a kiss on the back of his hand. Very gentleman like, or so some of the terrible holovids involving pilots winning the lady fair had taught him in the past couple months.
"But I've been called worse. Guess I'll live."