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The problem with being away on an extended reconnaissance mission, and then having his data tablet blown up with his X-Wing, poor X-Wing... and then being taken as a prisoner of war, escaped with a rogue storm trooper, and then finally get back to a proper Resistance base meant that Poe's anonymous message server was pretty much full to exploding.

Poe sighed and then pulled out a pair of wrenches to go to work on his new X-Wing to bring it up to his preferred specs.

"BB-8, could you see if any of these are actually urgent?" He asked the little droid.

"[How do I get Duros cum stains out of dress whites?]" BB-8 answered in flawless binary that should have made Poe wonder why he knew binary for cum stains, but he wasn't going to question his life choices now.

Poe sighed. "No way I know," he answered. "And believe me, I've tried. Best just man, or woman, up, trash the offending area, and throw yourself on the mercy of the quartermaster."

BB-8 happily chirped back his own dictation of the answer, and at Poe's nod relegated the answer to the small website he had exactly for making sure that the many pieces of sexual wisdom that Poe had gathered over his lifetime would be preserved for posterity.

Thankfully there seemed to be no more that required quick attention, although Poe remembered a time when he had to field a 'how do I get this furball out of my ass after wookiesex' a month or so ago.

The rest of the questions were... fairly innocuous.

"[What are the best ways to engage in oviposition and cum-inflation fetish safely? I am human and willing to go xeno for sake of kink.]" BB-8 asked.

Poe actually had to think about that one for a moment, as it wasn't something he'd experimented with in quite some time, and the answer varied depending on biological sex, which his questioner hadn't actually bothered to provide. He sighed, turning to the engine block of the X-Wing and then he started to rattle off the various options for oviposition that didn't involve actually having to get an egg out of there that largely came down to the orgasmic reflex in the partner, and then went off on a wistful recollection of a very wonderful lady with very articulate tentacles capable of simulating ovi.

He then went through several sexual and non-sexual secretions capable of creating a controlled inflammatory response in the belly region, and ways to pretest for toxicity before engaging in actual play.

Poe thought about it for a few moments and then added a few secondary words on pregnancy kink and tentacles before having BB read him the response back and nod for it to get posted.

"[How would you recommend preparing ones self for a wookie gangbang? Female Togruta.]"

Man... Poe hadn't had a good wookie gangband in ages. He was a little jealous. That was mostly a relink to some old exercises with a few notes on Togruta anatomy that would make it different.

"[Beard burn. Ohgodtheoral'ssoworthit. Human female.]

Poe snickered, mostly because he couldn't help but enjoy when someone was obviously enjoying themselves. Pre-and post sex assistance for those given, he moved on.

"[I keep having this recurring fantasy with the General dressed up in that Slave Girl costume - you know the one - and pissing on me... with that chain around my sack and dick. Weird? Acceptable? I'm a bit of a wuss about pain so I'm not sure I want to try it out. Male MonCal.]"

Poe considered, CBT and the General... really a great idea actually. Probably would have preferred her in one of those deliciously trim old Imperial uniforms though.

"CBT is not for the faint of heart," Poe answered, before going on to explain the specifics of Mon Calamari gonads and how they would respond to various strictures and the like, and then went on to describe a method for some tying up to try during masturbation to experiment with the sensation before considering going all in on the fantasy.

BB-8 also was helpful enough to render a diagram of Poe's instructions.

Poe nodded.

"[I know this isn't really your usual question but... how do you deal with approaching someone far more sexually experienced? Is monogamy off the table? How do you keep it interesting when you're a virgin and he's... really, really not? I feel a connection, but what if that's just him being a flirt?]"

Poe couldn't help but feel himself smile, a bit sadly. He could barely remember when he worried about being a gawky virgin, and the gawky part fell away fairly soon after his virginity when he dove in to truly experience the many joys and wonders of how to get laid. For his own part, he was hardly old, but he did sometimes think about how much fun it would be not to go seeking out a different partner to scratch a different itch, and just have one person to really... connect to.

He still liked sex, loved sex, but sometimes the questions he got reminded him of a younger version of himself, one that had mostly been sated. Still, the question deserved an answer, not his own introspection.

"Part of being in touch with your own sexuality is accepting everyone else has their own preferences as well. If I'm going to be a slut, I'd need to accept that some people are virgins, and want to stay that way until they find the perfect person, voluntary abstinence is a personal choice, as well. If he's really worth your time, it won't matter, and don't let him turn your inexperience into a kink if you're not into that." That sounded good in his head...

"As to monogamy, that's going to depend on the person, and has nothing to do with how many sexual partners someone has had. It's something you'll need to discuss. If you know his sexual history includes polyamorous situations, ask yourself if that's something you're alright with, discuss your boundaries before you jump into bed. There's something to be said for the idea that 'everything old is new again', and even if he's not going to fetishize your inexperience, there is something fairly intimate to exploring old ground with someone new who you share a deep connection with.

"And flirts flirt," Poe finished. "He might mean something by it, he might not, the only way you're going to really tell is if you put himself out there, or wait for him to. Asking lets you put the initial power in your own hands, and have the conversation on your terms. Good luck."

Poe ran through a few more questions, the usual object insertion, the dispelling of sexual myths, the soothing of nerves about whether or not a kink was acceptable... and then he finally decided that enough was enough, he'd get to the rest of the questions later. He'd largely finished his changes to the X-Wing.

"I think you deserve a nice little oil dip," Poe said, as BB-8 rolled beside him.

"[You get off on that?]" The droid blatted up at him, and Poe couldn't help but laugh.

"No, little buddy, not my thing." He glanced over to where Finn had entered into the hanger area, maybe looking for Poe, maybe not. Poe waved anyway, and Finn answered with a little half-wave. "How you feeling?"

Finn shrugged, and then winced. "Still pretty beat up, the spine's all stitched up, things are healing..."

Poe couldn't help but feel a sad twist in his gut at that, and a very intense desire to perform some nonsexual CBT on one little darkside shit, General's son or not. "Glad to hear it, I was worried."

Finn seemed to frown for a moment, look away, and then take a deep breath. "Busy?"

"Just rolling BB off for an oil bath," Poe answered. "He's a little trooper."

"[I got it,]" BB-8 answered, rolling off towards maintenance. "[Touch his butt!]"

Poe snorted, and then looked up to where Finn's eyes were full of questions. "Don't worry about it, he's... a little weird sometimes." Poe tilted his head, inviting Finn to walk with him, only for the man to reach out and touch his wrist, nervous, for a moment.

"Hey... um... wanna... get dinner sometime?" Finn asked, and Poe actually turned to the man and felt a little jolt of shock. "A date."

A... date? Finn was... interested in men, interested in Poe, incredibly adorable and nervous and he was biting his lip now but he wasn't backing down he was waiting, patiently and Poe wasn't exactly certain how he felt about it in that moment but... Finn was... a really great guy. "Sure."

Finn exhaled the breath he'd been holding, and then took another one. "Cool."

Poe reached out and gave the back of Finn's neck a light squeeze, since he knew it was the only place on Finn's back that was still 'safe' after his little rumble with Kylo. "You write that letter?"

Finn cleared his throat, and his dark cheeks took on a slightly pinkish hue. "Yeah."

"Monogamy's fine, but I'm sorry, uniform kink is non-negotiable."

Finn chuckled a little. "Good... I... Good. I heard that you were..."

"Hoe Dameron?"

He nodded. "It was dumb, but I figured... what better way to find out for certain?"

"What better way indeed," Poe answered, and then he threw his arm across Finn's shoulders and brought the man close, definitely enjoying the weight against his side. "And... yeah, I totally meant the flirting."

It earned him another blush, and woke a desire to find out exactly how easy it was to get Finn to blush like that. He'd accept the challenge.

I LOVED THIS PROMPT FROM FOREVER AGO AND I LOVE YOUR FILL EVEN MORE!!! well done!!!

Aw!

Aw, perfect! It's impressive how thorough Poe was with his answers, you have to wonder how many times he got replies like "INSTRUCTIONS UNCLEAR, DICK STUCK IN X-WING???"

A!A Well I figure especially for some of this the consequences of fucking up are EVEN MORE EMBARRASSING THAN TALKING ABOUT THE KINK, so Poe knows his audience of kinky-ass pilots and Resistance bros, he's gotta be clear!

Thanks :D

O M G YES AMAZING WORK

Sweet and hot..as well as informative! lol
The moment when Poe reads the letter I think we can guess that it's Finn! :) I always like it when it's Finn who made the first move. It's also sweet that Poe already came to the phase in his life ready to settle down with the one after all his wild younger years.
(Still hope that someday we can read the Poe/Wookie gangbang story though..or Poe/other aliens that he'd done with. We're not that picky)

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