tfa_kink | PROMPT POST #6- CLOSED

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Poe is rushing Finn through it as if he goes fast enough, his inexperience will disappear. He gets so far as to disrobe them both in the warm space under the covers. The sweet, cold-electric feeling of eager and early lust surrounding them.

Finn's hands are big and warm and broad on Poe's back. Assertive in the way Poe likes, pulling their bodies against each other as if they belong close together. They fit just right, Poe's body sliding over Finn's as he opens his mouth against Finn's skin and pulls in the scent and taste of him - wolf-primal and strong. He licks at Finn's neck and at his belly, tasting the sweat springing up there.

Then he gets Finn's cock in hand, and hesitates. He knows what he wants to do, but he's sure there's some method beyond enthusiasm. Finn picks up on this right away.

"You okay?" he asks.

"Kinda new at this," Poe admits.

Finn pulls him back up for a kiss then, instead of laughing or sighing or getting frustrated. He pulls them both together gently.

"We can take it slow," Finn says.

Poe feels violently averse to the idea. "I can do this."

Finn laughs - but it's not a malicious sound. His hands ease into Poe's hair, stroking down over his neck and shoulders. It soothes something in Poe; fortifies him. He tosses the covers up and slips down through Finn's grip, getting a hand on his cock and licking a broad stripe over the head. It's not the way Poe expects it to be; velvet and soft and warm. Finn reacts to the touch through his whole body rocking his hips up gently. Poe feels victorious, enticed to continue. His next taste brings more of what Finn really tastes like, painting a musky salt-stripe over his tongue.

It's captivating. He closes his eyes and gets into it, licking and kissing over Finn's length while he's groaning, shifting under Poe's attentions. Poe can feel the way Finn's body tightens up slowly, in increments. it winds and winds until Finn's hands settle against Poe's shoulders.

"Poe wait," Finn says. "I'm going to-"

And sure, it's early but they have a long night, and maybe a long dark day afterward, all alone here in the snow. Besides, backing off would be like quitting, and Poe's never been big on that.

Finn doesn't push him away when Poe hums understanding and sinks down deeper on his cock , hand curled around what he can't get into his mouth.

"Okay," Finn says, high and tight like he's pep talking himself into it. "We're really doing this... okay..."

The last repetition is a gasp, and Poe feels the way Finn's muscles bear down and lock up, the way release pumps through Finn's cock and over his tongue before the pungent, overwhelming taste paints the back of his tongue in slick and bitter; too much and too thin to swallow it all. Poe has the presence of mind to pull back - he did warn me, and stroke Finn through the rest of the way through orgasm, resting his cheek on Finn's thigh and watching his bared teeth give way to bliss. Poe feels pretty good about it, even if his mouth tastes a little like an old sock.

"You okay?" Finn asks, grinning down his chest at Poe as he catches his breath and sees Poe watching.

"You look good when you're happy," Poe says.

"You too," Finn says. "Sorry. I tried to warn you about..."

He makes a vague gesture that encompasses - his own flagging penis and Poe's presumably messy face.

"I deliberately ignored that warning," Poe says, grinning, wiping his chin and mouth on the sheet.

"I got that," Finn pants. "Tastes pretty bad, huh?"

"Just really strong," Poe says. He eases up over Finn's heaving chest and pushes their mouths together to show him. It just seems like the right answer to give.

Finn rolls Poe over onto his back, laughing. "You can't gross me out that way."

"I was just demonstrating," Poe says, wanting Finn to touch him everywhere. To curl his hand around Poe's cock and stroke, and press kisses to his skin or just rub against him.

Every touch is so electric, Poe feels like he could get off just from that. The wolfish part of himself wants all this contact - and more. It's satisfactory to some part of himself so long unsatisfied that Poe has convinced himself it's no longer there.

Finn obliges him, pulling Poe up along his body and sliding his leg between Poe's, giving him something to rub on, to press against for friction as Finn kisses him again.

"Ready for more?" Finn asks, as Poe ruts and slides against him.

"Thought that was pretty obvious," Poe gasps - when did his voice get that rough and desperate sounding? He presses his cheek against Finn's strong chin, trying to stay as close to him as possible.

"Alright," Finn says, Poe can feel the edge of his smile against his cheek. "Just making sure.

"I'm sure-" Poe starts, but then Finn gets a hand curled around Poe's cock at last so bright bliss floods his system, and sweet stars melt into his blood.

"Oh," Poe breathes, arching instinctively up into the firm, warm grip. Finn's hands aren't rough, the skin along his palm is soft and hot where he cups it against the head of Poe's cock and rubs. He alternates the motion, which boils up a response through Poe's body to leave it bursting beneath his skin, with long, squeezing strokes.

"Yes," Poe sighs, and it's fast after that - sensations like he's never felt before all gathering in his belly, riding low over his thighs until it spills out, before he can even think to hold it back.

Poe catches at Finn's pumping bicep with his hand, curling his fingertips into smooth, hard, honest muscle and hangs on. He does not quite howl. A low sound pours out of him, instead. Throaty, more a sensation working it's way out through his chest and mouth, an escaping pleasure like the release he feels painting his own belly.

When he can unglue his eyelids from each other and drift back down into his panting, euphoric body, Finn is watching him with such a sweet, intense expression that Poe actually shivers with it. he smiles, lazy-happy, and strokes his hands over Finn's back. There's a sensation of rightness in the back of his soul, a place that wants that tenderness; that wants to answer it with tenderness.

"Hey," Finn says. "You look good when you're happy."

"You look amazing up close," Poe says, the honest truth. "Why don't you stay right there where I can look at you for a while."

Finn laughs and Poe feels it through where their bodies are touching. "You're a mess."

Poe circles his arms around Finn's middle, pulling their bodies together with the hollow, flesh-meeting sound of their bellies impacting. Finn grunts, and then laughs.

"You can't gross me out that way, either."

"Now you're a mess too," Poe informs him. "And since you made me a mess to begin with, you started it."

"Are you saying you want to make an even bigger one?" Finn asks, playful.

Poe feels buzzing, happy, good - a strange pleasant energy fills him from his veins outward, and this time he starts the wrestling match.

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I'VE MISSED THESE SWEET PRECIOUS DARLINGS. WELCOME BACK.

Finally, an update!!! And it was SO worth the wait - these two share such a wonderful, natural connection it is an absolute treat to see it played out in this sexy & sweet manner. :)

❤ for awesome new chapters!

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