Once he's in, the hesitation vanishes, thanks in no small part to Poe's encouragement, both verbal and non. "Hell yeah," he agrees breathlessly, slick and hot and tight and welcome driving him to thrust deeper, faster, getting almost as much of a thrill out of watching Poe react as he does from the sex itself. Once he's in a comfortable rhythm, he braces one hand against Poe's hip and the other goes to work on Poe's cock, almost tangling with Poe's own hand there but compromising quickly enough.

"You like that?" It's obvious he does, but Finn feels like he has to say something.