[ It's a kiss he wants to sink into without necessarily leading it into anything else right away; he kisses Poe to make up for every single day, every hour he wasn't here to do it before, and even if he doesn't plan on this becoming more than a series of hot, deep kisses there's no way Poe's going to be able to miss his body's most obvious reaction to it against the nudge of a thigh between his, a hard curve of muscle for him to gently jut his hips into, slow and unmotivated but still making it plain that he wants to be pressed against every part of him with no space left in between.
He can hear the sigh from himself when Poe breaks the kiss to nudge their foreheads together, but his eyes are still closed, his fingers curving a partial grip in the ends of Poe's hair and the collar of his shirt at the same time, and he realizes he'd be content to linger just like this, both of them holding onto each other while occasionally indulging in more heated slants of their mouths, taking breaks when they need to.
But then Poe says what he does and Finn's eyes snap open, and he doesn't fully retreat but he does pull back enough to be able to look the other man in the eye, a frown settling over the features of his expression. ]
Wait, what? Did something happen?
[ As much as he could lose himself in everything they're doing right here and now, this sounds important enough to discuss, and it's too vague for him to even venture a guess as to what it could be about but he's not willing to leave it undiscussed unless Poe's distinctly feeling like not talking. If that's the case, he won't press the issue, but he's not going to pretend he hasn't heard Poe say anything at all. ]
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He can hear the sigh from himself when Poe breaks the kiss to nudge their foreheads together, but his eyes are still closed, his fingers curving a partial grip in the ends of Poe's hair and the collar of his shirt at the same time, and he realizes he'd be content to linger just like this, both of them holding onto each other while occasionally indulging in more heated slants of their mouths, taking breaks when they need to.
But then Poe says what he does and Finn's eyes snap open, and he doesn't fully retreat but he does pull back enough to be able to look the other man in the eye, a frown settling over the features of his expression. ]
Wait, what? Did something happen?
[ As much as he could lose himself in everything they're doing right here and now, this sounds important enough to discuss, and it's too vague for him to even venture a guess as to what it could be about but he's not willing to leave it undiscussed unless Poe's distinctly feeling like not talking. If that's the case, he won't press the issue, but he's not going to pretend he hasn't heard Poe say anything at all. ]