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Finn is an Imperial Guard (or the First Order equivalent) meaning he's Kylo's and/or Hux's personal guard.
Poe is a pleasure slave belonging to Kylo and/or Hux.

Finn and Poe fall in love and sneak off to be together at every opportunity. Cue lots of angst and danger at having to hide their feelings because they'll be separated or worse if caught.

+100 if they end up escaping together after being found out.

+10000000 if this is actually canon verse and not an AU. Poe and Finn were captured and reconditioned/had their memories erased. Kylo/Hux thought it would be hilarious to make Finn guard them while they're fucking his boyfriend.

I very strongly second this.

Oh man this is amazing

My god yessss

yes yes yes please

AAAAAAAAHHH yes please and thank you.

Why finish some of the other fics I've started when I can start an entirely new fic with Poe and Finn torture? Title taken from Breathing Underwater by Metric (cause reasons?)
Pairings: Finn/Poe, Kylo/Hux/Poe
Warnings: Non-con/dub-con, torture/violence. Concubine/sex slave Poe

They were right when they said
We were breathing underwater
Out of place all the time
In a world that wasn't mine to take

FN-2187 tries not to flinch at the muffled sounds of pleasure/pain coming from the sealed doors behind him. He knows he should be used to this by now, but every time he hears Poe cry out he has to fight the strong urge to rush in and push the two men in there off of him and take him somewhere that they can both be safe.

If FN-2187 is honest with himself, and he does try to be, he has no idea where this strong protectiveness about Poe comes from. His memory only goes back less than a galactic standard year and he has spent as much time guarding General Hux and Kylo Ren as he has been standing outside of this door keeping watch as they satiated themselves on the man within.

Idly he wonders if his reason for reconditioning has to do with his current position; was it necessary to ensure he fulfilled his role properly? FN-2187 suspects that whatever circumstances led him to recondition have something to do with the way Captain Phasma will often stare at him as though she is searching for something, or waiting for him to make one wrong move. What exactly that move is, FN-2187 isn’t sure.

There’s a ragged shout of pain from Poe and FN-2187 has to physically hold himself still to stop himself from breaking down the doors and beating down two of the most powerful men in the First Order.

If there was once thing FN-2187 is sure of it was this; Poe didn’t deserve any of what was happening to him. He’s too kind, even when he’s been hurt and beaten after Hux or Ren have a bad day he still smiles kindly at FN-2187. FN-2187 doesn’t feel worthy of Poe’s kindness because he’s practically Poe’s jailer, and yet he feels as though he would die without Poe or his smile.

Eventually the sounds within the room cease and soon after both General Hux and Kylo Ren emerge from the room looking cruelly satisfied and satiated.

Lord Ren pushes past FN-2187 but General Hux stops before him, his sharp gaze unnerving. “Ensure he is cleaned up and properly tended to including a meal and any medical necessary.” There’s something in his tone that sets FN-2187 on edge, it’s almost as though General Hux wants FN-2187 to see what they have done to Poe.

Unnerved, he quickly salutes General Hux. “Yes, sir.”

It’s a moment before the general leaves and FN-2187 slips into the room, making sure to make enough noise that he doesn’t startle Poe. It doesn’t seem needed because the figure lying on the bed barely twitches at the sound of his approach.

The first thing FN-2187 sees is the blood on the sheets and it makes him pale, his hands are already on his comlink calling for a medical droid to be sent to the room. Once that is done, he steps closer to the bed to carefully asses the damage. Poe’s chest and shoulders are a mess of bruises, bites and cuts (which looked to have been made by nails). Most of the blood is from between his legs, which means that General Hux and Kylo Ren took no care with him. Usually they are more careful with Poe, and FN-2187 suspects their actions today are a reflection of the success of the Resistance in taking down two First Order bases in the span of a few short days.

Swallowing nervously, FN-2187 carefully turns Poe over on to his side, wincing at the sight of his bruised cheeks and busted lips. He feels agonized when Poe’s eyes flutter open, because he would prefer if Poe was unconscious so that he has some relief from the pain.

“Oh. . .” Poe blinks blearily up at FN-2187, his warm brown eyes meeting FN-2187’s even through the thick Stormtrooper helmet. “Hi Finn.”

The sound of the name elicits a feeling of familiarity and terror within FN-2187 and he doesn’t understand why. It is much safer to correct Poe, his confusion his likely due to his current state. “My designation is FN-2187.” They’ve met and spoken before, but it has only ever been briefly. “I am here to ensure you are properly seen to.”

Poe looks confused, his brow furrowed adorably. “FN-2187. . .yes I remember.” Shaking his head, Poe smiles at FN-2187 and it feels like a sunrise (which FN-2187 has never seen but read about.) “I like Finn better, it suits you. Can I call you that?”

“General Hux and Lord Ren would not approve.” The light in Poe’s eyes is dimming slightly and the smile is slipping from his face. “But you can call me Finn when we are in private.” FN-2187, newly dubbed Finn, assures Poe, pushing aside the elation at having been given a name!

The smile is back tenfold as Poe tries to push himself up, only to hiss in pain and fall back. Finn hurries to help him sit up against after arranging several pillows for him to lean again; he notes absently that they are more comfortable than the ones the Stormtroopers are allotted.

“Please don’t push yourself, you’re injured. A med droid will be arriving soon to help you.”

Grimacing Poe nods, leaning his head back tiredly. “I don’t think they’ll be able to do much but administer painkillers, but thank you.”

Poe looks worn down and Finn wants nothing more than to whisk Poe away from the First Order and to somewhere safe, but he knows that isn’t possible. Even more he knows even more so that he shouldn’t be having any of these types of thoughts and wonders if he shouldn’t submit himself for Reconditioning but that could mean losing all memories of Poe as well as his position here.

There’s a beep at the door that signifies the med droid entering accompanied by a First Order doctor, which surprises Finn because they usually only see to the High Command. Poe must be of great importance to General Hux and Kylo Ren if they’re willing to go through such lengths to ensure his health, even though they are the ones responsible for his current plight.

The doctor pays no attention to Finn and proceeds to examine Poe, asking him questions impersonally and examining him with cold efficiency. Once he is done he commands the medical droid to administer a pain killer, anti-biotic and a sedative. Within seconds Poe is limp on the bed, breathing evened out in sleep.

It’s only then that the doctor turns to Finn. “We have administered medication to speed up the healing process, but he should not eat anything solid for a week; fortified broth and nothing more. He will still need time to heal; there will be no sexual activities until such I determine he is well enough, least he be damaged irreparably. Convey this to General Hux and Lord Ren.” Message delivered the doctor and the droid leave soon after.

Finn is left alone with an unconscious Poe and the threat of punishment hanging over him. Neither General Hux nor Kylo Ren will take kindly to the doctor’s orders and Finn has no desire to face either of their wraths, particularly that of Kylo Ren. Then scar on Finn’s back throbs as though in agreement.

With nothing else to do, Finn carefully shifts Poe so that he can strip the bloodstained sheets off the bed and replace them with new ones. It’s not easy to do but he manages without jostling the sleeping man too much. If his gaze lingers on Poe as he goes about his task, well there’s no one around who will be able to tell.

Unsure what else he is to do; General Hux did give him instructions to tend to Poe, including seeing that he is fed, Finn takes up a spot beside the door to watch over Poe until he wakes.

It is not a pleasant vigil. Every small sound of pain that Poe releases is a blaster bolt to Finn’s heart.

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Hopefully this is a good first chapter for you OP. Please let me know if you have any squicks or things you really don't want to see in this fic

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I love this!!!! This is a wonderful first chapter and I love everything you've done here. Finn aware that he's been reconditioned but not knowing why he's protective of Poe. Kylo and Hux being rougher with Poe when the Resistance has won battles. Hux rubbing it in and making Finn tend to Poe. Hux really knows how to twist the knife, yeah? I love Phasma's suspicion and Poe smiling at him and still calling him Finn. <3<3<3

As far as squicks go. I'm not big on permanent maiming or anything involving scat/waterports. I probably should have put that in the prompt.
I don't want to limit you, though. I really really love what you've done here and am looking forward to seeing where it goes. xD

This is perfection!

Ouch, my heart!

Such a wonderful start, and so heartbreaking. I can't wait for more.

I really love this! Can't wait for more.

This is perfect and wonderful and I can't wait for more, oh my god.

I adore this! I was so taken in. :)

Oh geez I need more ASAP please

“We have administered medication to speed up the healing process, but he should not eat anything solid for a week; fortified broth and nothing more. He will still need time to heal; there will be no sexual activities until such I determine he is well enough, least he be damaged irreparably. Convey this to General Hux and Lord Ren.”

Oh my godddd after reading this over and over (like 10 times, honestly, it's really great) I just realized why he can't have solid food. :(

Poor, poor Poe. This is so good I can't even handle it.

Thank you everyone for the wonderful comments! I'm glad you're all enjoying this and I hope that I can meet everyone's expectations with this next chapter! Apologies in advance for spelling/grammar issues

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Poe’s first memories are of Kylo Ren, reaching out and slipping into his mind. He has a vague recollection of Ren speaking to him, gloating perhaps or explaining what’s about to happen. No, what Poe remembers is the feeling of the Force User in his mind and then a mental snap as Poe is suddenly flooded with the knowledge of what he purpose is within the First Order and who he belongs to.

It is very soon after this that Poe is encouraged to demonstrate his abilities and loyalties and he does so with enthusiastic vigour. Whatever has been done to him, and he knows something has, there is no shame or doubt that this is something he knows how to do and do well.

It takes him very little time to get Kylo Ren off using only his mouth, and Poe feels proud of himself for this accomplishment. When gloved fingers thread through his hair and Kylo Ren praises him, Poe practically purrs at the attention.

Sometimes Poe still finds himself eagerly trying to capture that moment again, he gives Hux and Ren his everything to earn their approval and to avoid their anger. As the months go by Poe sees less and less kindness and more cruelty.

Part of him believes that it’s his fault; part of him rejoices at their anger because he knows there is a reason for it. That part of him is the same part that tells him that something isn’t right about his situation.

This is all he knows though, and so he pushes the voice that says ‘this is wrong’ aside and bends over like a good concubine for Hux and Ren no matter what they want from him. The night they leave him so injured that he can barely sit for the next week is the night everything changed for Poe and it’s all because of one person.

He’s seen the stormtrooper following Hux and Ren around often, and they have interacted on occasion but nothing like this night. The trooper’s designation is FN-2187 but Poe knows little else about him other than that the sound of his voice is like a soothing balm to Poe’s nerves.

After Hux and Ren leave, Poe is left on the bed feeling as though he’s been dragged through the halls of the Finalizer by his hair. Not that he’s ever seen much of the ship; he’s very rarely permitted to leave the quarters he’s housed in. The pain running through his body is fresh and sharp, and Poe just wants to pass out and forget everything. When he hears someone come into the room he barely fights back the urge to hide, partially because he’s in too much pain to move.

When a gentle hand carefully turns him over Poe opens his eyes wearily and looks up at the familiar stormtrooper mask and suddenly everything is alright. “Oh,” He’s voice cracks from overuse; he hadn’t been able to fight back his cries of pain, “Hi Finn.”

Poe doesn’t realize what he’s said until FN-2187 corrects him, but when he thinks about it the name feels right. “I like Finn better, it suits you. Can I call you that?” His heart thumps a little harder in his chest when FN-2187, Finn, agrees.

After the conversation there’s a doctor and an examination followed soon after by blissful unconsciousness and deliverance from pain.

Only it isn’t the blissfully blank sleep he’s used to from a drugged sleep. Poe dreams, something he so rarely does, and he dreams of images, things he’s never seen before but that feel so right.

There’s a woman smiling down at him as he sits in her lap, his hands on the controls of something.

He’s shouting commands, “Muran! Iolo! Break port!” and watching in horror as something explodes in front of him.

Joy, he’s feeling so much joy at being reunited with someone. There’s another person’s arm around him, new but familiar and everything is right.

Screaming a name over and over again even as the pain continues. Too much. Too much! He can’t do it. . .can’t remember why he’s fighting, who he’s fighting for. . .

Poe wakes up with his own screams ringing in his ears. It takes him a moment to get his bearings but by then the dream is already fading and Poe is left with only a vague recollection of its importance.

“Hush now,” Poe startles at the voice, noticing only now that there is another person on the bed with him. Blinking back tears, Poe looks up into the face of Kylo Ren. The man’ expression is carefully guarded but there’s something there that Poe can’t read, something that has him tensing in fear.

Ren’s gloved hands are on his face, carefully wiping away the tears that have escaped. “It’s alright now, you’re safe.” The voice is so gentler than it was the last time Poe had see him. Briefly Poe wonders how many days he’s been unconscious, but fights back the urge to ask; Ren answers anyway. “It’s been three days; we had to move you to the medical center to make sure you didn’t get worse.”

There’s an IV in his arm and Poe realizes that he feels week and is hungry, his stomach cramping with the pain of it. When it gurgles Poe fights back a blush of shame, averting his eyes from Ren’s.

At the sound of Poe’s stomach, Ren commands someone to fetch some broth and soon Poe is carefully sipping the tasteless liquid down as Ren watches, encouraging him to go slow. When Poe is finished eating and given another examination before being declared well enough to return to his room, it is Ren that escorts him there personally, ensuring that he is comfortably settled into bed.

Poe wonders at that, neither Hux nor Ren has ever shown so much care for him since the first few months of his time with them. Ren’s behaviour is both refreshing and terrifying because it means that something has either scared them badly or made them really happy. Neither of these thoughts is particularly appealing to Poe. Poe’s wonders where these thoughts and this bitterness in his have come from.

Once again Ren picks up the thoughts from his mind, which should not surprise Poe anymore given that the man is a Force user. “General Hux and I have not been caring for you properly, we almost lost you.” Ren speaks to Poe as though he is talking about a favourite toy or pet; which is exactly what Poe is in many ways. “We’re going to let you rest up and heal; your duties will mostly be suspended.”

There’s a flash of panic in Poe’s mind at the thought of having neither man touch him. It’s the only contact Poe ever receives and in many ways it’s his lifeline.

Ren presses a tender kiss to his forehead at that thought. “We would never neglect you so, we know what you need. Intercourse is not needed for us to touch you. ” To prove his words he begins to touch Poe in all the places that he and Hux are so familiar with. Soon Poe finds himself panting with need, his body burning with desire and hunger. All too soon he finds himself with his mouth wrapped around Ren’s dick, sucking at it ravenously.

This is familiar and how it should be, his mind tells him. This is what you were made for. Deep inside his mind, Poe wonders if the thoughts are his own.

When Ren comes with a grunt, fingers tangled gently into Poe’s hair, Poe drinks every drop of his seed eagerly much to Ren’s delight. “There, you see; we can still do things like this. Now bring yourself off for me.”

Moaning Poe does as he’s told, wrapping shaking hands around his throbbing erection and pumping it once, twice, three times before he’s coming with a sob, cum splattering onto the medical gown he is wearing.

“Yes, beautiful.” Ren murmurs, eyes half-lidded and pleased.

Afterward, Ren cleans him up and helps him change into a loose pair of pants and light shirt. “You will not be permitted to move around much, but Hux and I have agreed that we will allow you a small treat. As we cannot be here with you often enough, FN-2187 will be here to watch over and aid you.”

Poe blinks in surprise. “Isn’t here your personal guard?” Is there an ulterior motive to this? He wonders, quickly pushing the thought away lest Ren pick it up.

“On board the Finalizer there is no need for us to fear any attack. FN-2187 is loyal to the First Order and will ensure you have everything you need.” There’s something, anticipation or gloating in Ren’s voice, that Poe doesn’t understand. “You should rest now.” The words aren’t a suggestion, they’re a command and Poe feels himself slipping into a more natural sleep than his previous drugged one. He wonders if he imagines Ren’s next words, “We shall how well the few days go.” Sinister words that make Poe’s blood run cold with fear until there is nothing but dark dreamless sleep.

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I had a little more trouble with this chapter because I wanted to try and capture Poe but also the Poe that Kylo and Hux have made. Next chapter is going to be Finn again but with actual story progression; I've got an outline for this done so hopefully it won't take me too long between chapters (then again I'm not the fastest writer so no promises either).

Oh my gosh this is so good and sad and sweet and painful. Love love love this fill. Keep up the awesome work! <3

There’s a flash of panic in Poe’s mind at the thought of having neither man touch him. It’s the only contact Poe ever receives and in many ways it’s his lifeline.

Okay, first of all: heartbreaking. :(

“On board the Finalizer there is no need for us to fear any attack. FN-2187 is loyal to the First Order and will ensure you have everything you need.” There’s something, anticipation or gloating in Ren’s voice, that Poe doesn’t understand.

Oh snap did something happen with Finn while Poe was out? Is this going to be some psychological mind biz?

"I wanted to try and capture Poe but also the Poe that Kylo and Hux have made."

You did an amazing job, honestly!

So good. Poor Poe is like a beaten dog. :(

Love this.

So ready for another chapter (or 5) of this. <3

Hey there! Really love this fic and hope to read more from it soon!

Hello it's me, the super slow writer. Thank you everyone once again for all the lovely comments! Here's the next chapter from Finn's perspective once again.

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Things change for Finn the weeks following his new designation as Poe’s guard. Most of his day to day routine is the same, he sleeps with his squad, takes meals with them, and is still required to attend to his training, but most of the day he spends standing guard outside Poe’s door.

Expect he’s not just standing guard, because as Finn quickly learns Poe is a talker and does not like the quiet or to be left alone for too long. At one point Finn wonders just how often Ren and Hux were visiting Poe for him to be so dependent on human interaction. When Finn was acting as their bodyguard he could recall both Ren and Hux visiting Poe at least once a day both together and individually. Who knew how long the two men were in Poe’s room after Finn was off duty?

Their early interactions, if one could call them that with Poe doing all the talking, are nothing more than the occasional brief exchange. Poe can’t really leave the bed for the first few days and the distance of the bed from the door makes speaking difficult, not to mention his voice is still scratchy from screaming. When Poe is cleared off forced bed rest and allowed to walk around short distances with rest, Finn is there to supervise these walks along with a med droid. Poe gets Finn to help him make a nest of pillows for himself by the door and spends the day talking to Finn through the door of Poe’s room.

Finn finds himself looking forward to and enjoying their daily conversations as they quickly becoming the highlight of his day. In truth any time spent around Poe is like that because Poe’s presence is like the warming rays of the sun, or what Finn imagines they must feel like.

“Sometimes I feel like I belong somewhere else.” Poe says one day, it’s been almost a month since Finn was stationed as Poe’s guard. “I have these visions in my mind while I’m sleeping; scenes that feel more natural than anything here.” There’s something in Poe’s voice, pain or longing, that has Finn leaning closer to the door, fighting back the urge to pull it open to go in and pull Poe into his arms.

Poe continues unaware of Finn’s inner turmoil. “I see flashes of a green planet, and a base. There are people there; there’s a round white and orange droid, an older woman with a kind smile, a younger woman with a staff and a dark skinned man who radiates love, behind them are all sorts of other people and I know that they’re all there for me, waiting.”

Finn only ever dreams of Poe, although sometimes he can hear a girl calling his name anxiously. Most of the time though Finn sleeps and wakes without seeing a single image. That thought makes him inexplicably sad, not wanting to dwell on it Finn focuses on Poe’s voice and lets it wash away his sorrow.

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Over the course of the next few weeks, Finn’s days remain the same until one day, two months after he was assigned as Poe’s guard; he’s called into Captain Phasma’s office.
Feeling a sense of dread wash over him, Finn walks into the office and stands at attention in front of the desk. “FN-2187 reporting.”

Even with her mask on, Finn can tell that Phasma is studying him intently and it makes him sweat nervously. “FN-2187, General Hux and Lord Ren have been pleased with your work guarding their pet,” Phasma says pet as though it were a bad taste in her mouth, “the two of them are required off the Finalizer for a number of weeks and they have requested that your duties be amended to include taking your charge on supervised daily walks. There will be approved areas for you to take him including one of the work-out facilities in the wing he is stationed in. General Hux and Lord Ren were particular that their pet stays in peak condition while they are gone.”

Finn’s heart is beating too loudly in his chest, and he hopes that Phasma cannot hear it; not only will he get the chance to interact with Poe more, but he’ll be able to see and even touch him!

Captain Phasma continues, mercifully unaware of Finn’s inner thoughts. “I have sent the information to your datapad.” At Finn’s nod, Captain Phasma stood up and walked over to stand before Finn. “I trust I don not have to warn you about what will happen if you fail to satisfy General Hux and Lord Ren’s wishes or should anything unsavoury happen during these outings.”

“Yes Captain Phasma.” Finn says with a salute; wondering just what Captain Phasma means when she mentions unsavoury occurrences. Wisely he does not ask.

There are several minutes where Captain Phasma says nothing, staring down at Finn in silence. Finally, pleased with what she observes, she returns to her desk. “You are dismissed FN-2187.”

Relieved Finn hurries out of the office, trying not to appear too eager. He can’t wait to tell Poe the news, he knows the other man has been eager to do some exploring; he’s always bemoaning his isolation in his rooms. Even if their path will be limited it will to make Poe happy, and that thought alone is enough to bring a smile to Finn’s face. Poe deserves all the happiness in the Galaxy after all.

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Lord Ren and General Hux don’t leave until a few days after Captain Phasma calls Finn into her office. During those days they spend much of their time in Poe’s room, especially now that he’s healed enough to resume his usual duties, and Finn hates them both so much as he stands outside the door listening to the sounds they pull out of Poe.

They shouldn’t be allowed to touch Poe because Poe is. . . Poe is. . . the thought slips away before Finn has a chance to dwell on just what his mind is trying to tell him.

It’s a relief when the two men finally leave the ship and things can go back to how they were before, with just Finn and Poe.

Predictably Poe takes to his new freedom like a bird to wing, enjoying the walks with a look of wonder and curiosity that is so refreshing to Finn. It’s almost like Poe is experiencing many of the things he sees for the first time, given that Finn doesn’t know where he grew up that is within the realm of possibility.

The workout room offers another freedom for Poe and presents a large problem for Finn because Poe has a gorgeous body and it looks delectable covered in a light sheen of sweat as he makes use of the equipment. Finn never knew it was possible to get so turned on, and he was suddenly infinitely glad for his armour.

The next two weeks pass by in the same manner with Poe and Finn get closer and closer the more they talk and interact. Finn was already practically enamoured with Poe from their conversations through the door and the few glances he could get of him, now Finn’s heart pounds every time he’s with Poe and he wonders if it could be love. Even if it is love; Finn knows nothing would ever come of it and nothing between them is going to change.

Finn is content with how things are; he doesn’t realize that Poe isn’t until he throws everything into chaos with just one sentence.

“I want to see what you look like.” Poe says, staring intently at Finn through the helmet. The two of them are tucked into a small nook in the training room, a corner where Finn knows there are no camera’s pointed at.

Finn knows he shouldn’t, he wants to say no that it’s against regulations but he also wants to view Poe with his own eyes, not through the helmet’s visor. “Alright.” Hesitantly he reaches up, unclasping the sides the helmet and pulling it off before he can allow himself to think twice it. He doesn’t realize he’s closed his eyes until he opens them at Poe’s soft exclamation of surprise.

For a moment there is silence between them, with Finn and Poe’s eyes meeting for the fist time without any barriers. Poe looks shocked and Finn has a moment of doubt where he wonders if he really is so ugly to look at? Hurriedly he moves to put his helmet back on only to have Poe grab his hand desperately to stop him.

“Don’t!”

Surprised Finn jerks as he stops, staring at Poe opened mouth at the exclamation.

Poe seems startled at himself, but also determined. Reaching up he places both his hands on either side of Finn’s face. “I know you.” He whispers softly in wonder, his eyes shinning with tears. “You’re the man that’s in my dreams almost every night, the one whose voice I can never hear.”

That doesn’t seem possible except . . . if Finn’s was reconditioned prior to meeting Poe, then maybe Poe was as well?

If that’s true than it explains so much; how Finn has always had the urge to protect Poe, the way Poe seemed so familiar with him and the name he gave him. Even Phasma’s warning to him before they began these outings, as though she expected something to happen between Finn and Poe. And then there are the dream’s Poe describes to Finn; how Poe knows Finn’s face but has never seen it until just now. It makes Finn wonder what their lives were like before the reconditioning. Just who were Poe and Finn and what did they mean to each other?

“Finn.” Poe’s saying his name pulls Finn out of his thoughts, usually when they’re out on their daily excursions Poe uses his designation or the much shortened ’87. The sound of his name seems different this time and Finn finds himself helpless at the sound of it, there’s just so much emotion behind the four letters.

When he looks back into Poe’s eyes Finn is lost. Gently he reaches up with his right hand to cup Poe’s face, caressing his cheek tenderly before tilting it just so as he leans down to press his lips against Poe’s.

The universe alights around him and everything slots into place for one clear glorious moment.

This is so perfect.

So very right.

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