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."
"Don't worry. The last thing I want to do is make anything worse." But some light jogging (only a few miles) and some swimming should be fine, and he'd taken the medical advice very seriously as far as what he should and should not be doing.
Jog around the trail, shower off, eat breakfast. It's as easy to say as to do, and Finn's ravenous by the time they make it to the buffet breakfast. Of course, he has to try a little bit of everything. His plate is nearly groaning under its own weight by the time he finally takes his seat.
"Yeah, I know, I know. But I worry anyway." He's allowed to say that, right? Hell with it.
Poe keeps up with Finn just fine and doesn't try to make it into a contest--that can wait for later when he's all healed up and good. For now, time to relax, and he can hold his competitive nature in check for a good cause. He's maybe a little less hungry than Finn--or maybe he's just pacing himself. Seconds are a thing, after all.
"You know you can go back or a second plate when you're done with that one, right?"
It gives him a warm feeling to know there's someone worrying about him, even if Finn is pretty sure he can take care of himself.
"There might not be any left when I go back," Finn points out as he digs into some eggs--real eggs, peppered with bits of real vegetables. He's still very much not used to the concept of eating the way normal people do.
"I don't think they really run out of food at these places," he says. "I mean, other than when they close the chow line down. But that's not for another hour."
"Hey, don't ever blame yourself for not knowing stuff. Not like I was born knowing how a bed and breakfast works." It's the sort of thing you absorb if you aren't raised by a fascist dictatorship, probably.
He grins. "If you're hungry, go for it. You've paid for it already. Comes with the room."
Is he hungry? As always, the answer is yes - though he's at least not stuffing his face so fast he's liable to choke. Judging by the expression on his face, it's all very good.
"Whatever it is, I like it. Maybe we can check out one of those restaurants we passed for lunch later, too?"
"Definitely! There's more than enough that we can try a new one every day if you want. That'd be pretty fun. Sample the local take on everything." He's trying to not tease Finn about food too much. If nothing else, he'll get used to it. The vacation will definitely help. And he knows it comes from some sad stuff.
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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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Jog around the trail, shower off, eat breakfast. It's as easy to say as to do, and Finn's ravenous by the time they make it to the buffet breakfast. Of course, he has to try a little bit of everything. His plate is nearly groaning under its own weight by the time he finally takes his seat.
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Poe keeps up with Finn just fine and doesn't try to make it into a contest--that can wait for later when he's all healed up and good. For now, time to relax, and he can hold his competitive nature in check for a good cause. He's maybe a little less hungry than Finn--or maybe he's just pacing himself. Seconds are a thing, after all.
"You know you can go back or a second plate when you're done with that one, right?"
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"There might not be any left when I go back," Finn points out as he digs into some eggs--real eggs, peppered with bits of real vegetables. He's still very much not used to the concept of eating the way normal people do.
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"Right. It's gotta all come from somewhere."
And then his expression brightens. "Maybe I'll get a second plate when I'm done with this, then."
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He grins. "If you're hungry, go for it. You've paid for it already. Comes with the room."
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"Whatever it is, I like it. Maybe we can check out one of those restaurants we passed for lunch later, too?"
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