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Poe "Fite Me" Dameron ([personal profile] flightforfreedom) wrote2016-01-24 07:12 pm

A stupid post for stupid threads

don't look at me like that just tag me dammit
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[personal profile] freedomflighter 2017-12-18 12:27 am (UTC)(link)
Finn groaned at the sound of the shirt ripping. He didn't notice its absence much, the thing close to useless next to the living furnace he was currently pinning to the door.

The hand on Poe's neck stayed in place, stopping Poe from following him as he pulled back enough to shift kissing to his jaw, along his neck, as the hand under Poe's shirt worked on dragging it even upwards.

"I want..."

He wanted fifty things at once. Poe naked, on the bed, against the wall, legs wrapped around his waist. To knock Poe out cold and physically drag him to an escape boat, to defect without the other man's consent. To go back to screaming until they were angry enough Finn could pretend for an hour he wouldn't care Poe was leaving in the morning.

Instead he growled and leaned enough to press a hard kiss to Poe's chest, the shirt awkwardly forced up and away by one hand.
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[personal profile] freedomflighter 2017-12-18 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Everything."

He let go of Poe's neck, at last. There was a small chance he may actually have blood under his finger nails, but he wasn't stopping to check. Getting the damn shirt off all the way, making it so he could mimic what Poe was doing to his ribs, that was the priority.

He dropped to one knee in the process, still high enough Poe's hand could be on his scalp, that he could press fingers across the other man's chest, and press hard kisses against the skin around Poe's navel.

But for all the aggression and desire, the sheer want of it all, it was still uncharted territory. He bit at Poe's stomach, but stayed there. Caught in limbo.