That's enough to get Poe to drift toward wakefulness. In full vacation mode, he's eased in to not waking up with the dawn, and it feels nothing short of decadent.
Of course, waking up a bit late, in bed with someone--even better. In bed with Finn? Even better than that. He makes a happy, sleepy mumble and turns to snuggle into his chest.
If sleeping in is decadent--and it is--cuddling is even more so. Once again Finn finds himself running a hand through Poe's tangle of hair and exhales happily.
"Morning. You feel like getting up?"
He's not sure if he does or not. Both options sound appealing.
"Nah," Finn says, smiling down at Poe's crown and even kissing the top of his head. "Not yet."
He does want to do those things and more, but for now his hunger for new experiences is sated by cuddling and soaking up Poe's warmth. So, in no rush at all, he strokes down Poe's back, silently inviting more but not wanting to press his luck.
"That's the kinda attitude I like," Poe says, smiling a little more.
Oh, he's happy to go for more with an invitation. Waking up slowly in bed with a hot guy? What else could he do? He lets his hand wander a bit more before sliding down to caress Finn's cock. "Good?" he murmurs. Best to make sure everyone's flying in the right direction.
Finn sucks in his breath and then lets it out in a moan. "Yeah. Real good."
He's not entirely coherent, not yet, and even having Poe in bed with him is half a dream anyway. He presses into Poe's hand, making encouraging noises and cupping his own free hand over Poe's ass. He'll reciprocate once he can focus enough, he thinks.
It's a lazy morning, and Poe's not in a rush. A slow, but thorough handjob sounds like an excellent idea, something that doesn't require him to disentangle himself from Finn. He slowly runs his hand over Finn's cock until he's got it up to full attention and ready for a long, rather proprietary stroke from root to tip.
Perfect idea, Poe. With a contented moan, Finn squirms a little more until he's laying flat on his back, relaxed and able to focus entirely on what Poe's doing to him. Worry about Poe's turn later, he tells himself (and he will, because he's nothing if not a pleaser at heart).
"Yeah," he breathes out at the full stroke. "Just like that."
Poe gets himself situated so he's half laying across Finn's chest and stomach, one leg loosely thrown over his. He rests his cheek on Finn's chest so he can look at his face while he strokes the man's cock, taking it slow.
His face is reflecting an exquisite mix of anticipation and pleasure, so Poe should have a good view. Finn doesn't want it to be over too fast, but Poe is taking his time and indulging him. He can feel the calluses a pilot gets and that only makes it better, enough that if Poe even speeds up a little he'll be able to finish.
He's still trying to get a better sense of Finn and how he likes things. If nothing else, taking it slow seems like a good change from what Finn probably had before.
So he draws it out as long as he can, hand moving slow and firm as he edges up to nuzzle into Finn's neck before he finally does offer him enough to finish.
Finn lets out a long groan and squeezes Poe against him, careful not to interrupt the extremely vital process going on as he does so.
"Yeah, Poe," he breathes. "Yeah." And when he comes, it's long and hard and different from either time before but still so good. He smiles in what's clearly pure happiness and presses a kiss to Poe's tangled mess of curly hair.
That was very satisfying. He really likes that Finn's not holding anything back.
Poe idly reaches over to grab tissue and wipe his hand, then presses a sloppy kiss on Finn's chin. He's feeling pretty warm himself. He's not made of stone; stroking Finn off and watching him come has certainly got him worked up. "I'm game," he says, grinning.
"You got it." One more long, luxurious moment of simple basking and then Finn shifts downward so he can kiss at Poe's collar. His hand doesn't go straight for the prize - Finn starts a little lower to give some attention to Poe's balls before finally starting on the handjob. From there it's easy to read Poe's breathing and other vocal cues, and he does his best to match the pace from before. No need to rush, but no need to hold back, either.
Poe just enjoys it--when was the last time he got to have this kind of lazy, happy morning?--and lays back with eyes half closed, one hand idly stroking Finn's back. "That's good," he murmurs, because it is, this whole thing is great. "Just like that."
No holding back from him either. He just goes with it. "Almost there," he says, just because it's polite to give a warning.
"All right," Finn says softly, grinning to himself in the dark. He slows down just a bit and then speeds up his long grasping strokes, thoroughly enjoying the silky-hard feel of Poe's cock. When Poe comes, he gives it a few extra pumps to make sure he finishes all the way before snagging a tissue to wipe up.
The kiss is nice and the snuggling is nicer, even if Finn's not quite sure where all of his limbs are supposed to go. It's warm and comfortable like this, though.
"Mmm. What do you want to do today?"
He wants to take a run in the morning, but aside from that Finn's open to anything.
Poe laughs. "Oh, I see how it is." He pokes Finn lightly. "You better watch out. The way they give us rations and stick us on long patrols, I'm gonna end up as big as Snap."
"Long as you could still fit in a cockpit, wouldn't matter to me." He gives Poe another kiss, but quickly after he heaves himself up and pulls on some workout clothes. Might as well get the run in before the sun gets too hot.
"Big guys give good hugs." Which is true. Once Finn's up, he slides out of bed to get dressed as well, since he is serious about needing to stay in shape.
"You better just take it easy, or I'm telling the medics when we get back."
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Of course, waking up a bit late, in bed with someone--even better. In bed with Finn? Even better than that. He makes a happy, sleepy mumble and turns to snuggle into his chest.
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"Morning. You feel like getting up?"
He's not sure if he does or not. Both options sound appealing.
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Of course they don't. It's vacation. But maybe Finn wants to get up and go for a run, or get breakfast, or... lots of possibilities.
Idly, he runs a hand over Finn's stomach. The fact that he gets to do this now is also very nice.
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He does want to do those things and more, but for now his hunger for new experiences is sated by cuddling and soaking up Poe's warmth. So, in no rush at all, he strokes down Poe's back, silently inviting more but not wanting to press his luck.
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Oh, he's happy to go for more with an invitation. Waking up slowly in bed with a hot guy? What else could he do? He lets his hand wander a bit more before sliding down to caress Finn's cock. "Good?" he murmurs. Best to make sure everyone's flying in the right direction.
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He's not entirely coherent, not yet, and even having Poe in bed with him is half a dream anyway. He presses into Poe's hand, making encouraging noises and cupping his own free hand over Poe's ass. He'll reciprocate once he can focus enough, he thinks.
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"Yeah," he breathes out at the full stroke. "Just like that."
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So he draws it out as long as he can, hand moving slow and firm as he edges up to nuzzle into Finn's neck before he finally does offer him enough to finish.
meanwhile, all of the homo!
"Yeah, Poe," he breathes. "Yeah." And when he comes, it's long and hard and different from either time before but still so good. He smiles in what's clearly pure happiness and presses a kiss to Poe's tangled mess of curly hair.
"That was real good, Poe. You want the same?"
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Poe idly reaches over to grab tissue and wipe his hand, then presses a sloppy kiss on Finn's chin. He's feeling pretty warm himself. He's not made of stone; stroking Finn off and watching him come has certainly got him worked up. "I'm game," he says, grinning.
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No holding back from him either. He just goes with it. "Almost there," he says, just because it's polite to give a warning.
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"Good morning, Poe."
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Definitely a good way to start a morning.
He holds out his arm to Finn, inviting him to snuggle in.
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"Mmm. What do you want to do today?"
He wants to take a run in the morning, but aside from that Finn's open to anything.
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He's clearly in no rush, though, not when he can lay around a little longer.
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"You better just take it easy, or I'm telling the medics when we get back."
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