All The Way
Next Saturday Night…
“That was so good,” Finn smiles, kicking off his shoes by Poe’s front door. “Might be the best Italian food I’ve had in the city so far.”
“Best period,” Poe corrects, kicking off his own shoes and tossing his keys, wallet and phone on the counter. “What do you want to watch tonight?”
“I was thinking about doing something instead,” Finn bites his lip and looks at the ground. “I’m ready.”
“For?” Poe asks.
Things have been great between them since their little tiff at the carnival. They alternate between Poe’s place and Finn’s for dinner and movies in the evenings. They eat and cuddle and watch a movie together and then kiss their way to the door of the other’s apartment, finally parting to shower and sleep. Except on Tuesday when Finn pushed Poe against the wall in his kitchen, dropped to his knees and gave him one of the best blowjobs he’s ever had. And Wednesday when Poe decided to return the favor on Finn’s couch, sliding in front of him on his knees while the credits to whatever movie they had been watching played. Poe has been writing and he’s probably gotten half his novel done. A fucking novel. Oh, and Poe has a hot boyfriend, maybe ten years younger, with the sexiest smile and dirtiest tongue and the sweetest personality on earth. Poe has a boyfriend and it’s amazing.
“I’m ready to have sex with you.” Finn looks at Poe and smiles. “I want you.”
Oh shit no fucking pressure here, Poe worries as he grabs Finn by the waist and kisses him, putting a hand up to the back of his neck. They break the kiss and Poe puts his forehead to Finn’s. “You want to top or bottom?”
“Can I bottom tonight? I like both but I want you to…” he doesn’t finish his sentence.
“You want something dirty or romantic?”
“What’s with all the questions?”
Poe pulls back to look Finn in the eyes. “I want to make sure our first time together is perfect because I’m head over heels for you and I just want you to enjoy it and not regret it in the morning.”
“You really are the perfect boyfriend,” Finn smiles.
Poe bites his lip and takes Finn’s hand, leading him to the bedroom. They climb on the bed and kiss, nice and slow, hands traveling everywhere. Poe ends up straddling Finn and his sits up, pulling his shirt off over his shirt.
Finn runs his hands up Poe’s sides and chest, biting his lip and smiling. “You are so hot.”
Poe grabs Finn’s hands in his own and leans back down to capture Finn’s mouth. The kisses become more heated and slippery with teeth nipping at lips and tongues probing deeper and deeper. Poe swears Finn tastes better and better with each passing swipe of his tongue over teeth and flesh. Maybe it’s because this time they are going to go all the way. All the way, what is he, thirteen? He laughs into the kiss.
“What?” Finn gasps.
“I was just thinking that we are gonna go all the way,” Poe smiles.
“You are so cute,” Finn kisses him again. “So are you going to do me or are you going to giggle like a teenager?”
Poe groans at the words. “I’m going to make love to you.”
Their hands become more and more persistent as they maneuver around and remove each other’s clothes. Poe guides Finn onto his stomach and slides alongside him, exploring expanses of dark skin and the slopes and curves of his muscular back. He stares at Finn’s round ass and marvels at how he landed such an amazing and sexy boyfriend. His boyfriend. He has someone he can really call his boyfriend and it’s so awesome. The rolls over and grabs a bottle of lube and a couple of condoms and sets them on the large mattress next to him. Poe hovers over Finn and traces the shell of his ear with his tongue, traveling down to lick those rises and falls of his shoulders, the bumps of his vertebrae, the dip of his lower back.
Poe pours some lubricant onto his fingers and moves them around to warm it up. He plants a kiss to the back of Finn’s neck and dips his fingers into the crack of Finn’s ass. Finn gasps and adds a lovely whimper on the end of it. Poe gently walks his fingers to Finn’s entrance and rubs large circles around the pucker of flesh, each pass increasing so slightly in pressure. He continues to plant kisses to Finn’s back and relish the little gasps that his fingers draw out of him. When he finally breaches one finger inside of him, he bucks and groans obscenely loud and Poe feels his hard cock leak at the sound.
“Please make that sound again, Finn.”
“You keep it up and I’ll scream you name,” he pants with a smile in his voice.
Poe does, sinking his finger deeper and deeper. He lazily traces his tongue over Finn’s shoulders and back as he circles his finger wider and wider inside him before pulling it out and adding the second. Again, another obscene moan and a corresponding grunt from Poe.
“You’re so beautiful,” Poe whispers between kisses while his fingers work. “So sexy, so gorgeous, so perfect.” He scissors his fingers and causes Finn to twitch and gasp and gently rut against the mattress. He’s watching Finn reacting so desperately to his pure physical need and it’s the sexiest thing he’s ever seen. He makes sure he adds a bit more lube before adding a third finger, this time brushing against his prostate and getting a choked cry out of him. “Nice,” Poe whispers, removing his hand. Finn whines at the loss. “Now turn over. I want to look at you and kiss you.”
Finn complies, putting his sweaty face and blown pupils and swollen lips on display for Poe. Finn’s cock is purple and hard and leaking and Poe takes a moment to dip a finger into the slit and bring it to his lips for a taste. Poe rests on his elbows over Finn and captures his lips in a very slow, almost still, kiss with tongues just resting together until they both have to breathe.
“You good?” Finn asks.
Poe nods. “So good.”
“Good,” Finn says, thrusting his hips up into Poe just enough to indicate that he’s ready.
“Gotta wrap up,” Poe kisses, quickly grabbing a condom and sliding it on like a pro which is almost laughable because he is so not a pro. If he wasn’t so fucking turned on and happy he’d be embarrassed that he looks like a slut. Poe reaches his hand down to guide himself to Finn’s entrance, pushing the head of his cock into that tight ring before bringing his hand to Finn’s face. Finn’s eyes are closed, mouth open, little whines escaping. Poe nibbles on his bottom lip and slowly moves back and forth inside Finn’s heat, going deeper each time. Finn mutters a little, clearly trying to work up words for Poe.
“You don’t have to talk if you don’t want to, I want you just like this. You,” Poe whispers into his neck, continuing his slow thrusts until he finally bottoms out.
Sitting still inside of the statue of a man under him, he comes in for another beautifully lazy kiss. He starts to turn it into something hard and eager as he pulls out of Finn nearly all the way and slams into him.
“FUCK,” Finn cries. “Please, keep going.”
Poe does, keep the pace slower for now but knowing full well he’s gonna end up coming really fast either way. He grabs Finn’s hips and angles them up a bit for better positioning and he must have hit that spot because Finn his practically crying and keening under him, panting ‘yes’ and ‘please’ and ‘Poe’ in between trying to catch his breath. Poe feels Finn clenching down on him and realizes how damned close they both are and it’s so hot that he turned Finn on like this.
He keeps himself propped over Finn by grasping one hand on his shoulder and the other reaches down between them and takes Finn’s cock in his hand, jerking and twisting in time with his thrusts. He speeds up, slamming into Finn a bit harder each time and it’s so amazing and Finn is groaning and whining and begging and moaning and it’s so beautiful and obscene.
“I know you’re close,” Poe whispers into his ear. “I can feel it.”
“Poe…POE!”
Finn groans and clenches his body over Poe’s cock, spilling come all over his own stomach and Poe’s and Poe’s hand. Poe’s forehead rolls into Finn’s neck and he grunts, speeding up faster and feeling himself so fucking close. He’s inside of Finn and he just made Finn come and he feels just so happy and good and perfect and…
“Come for me baby,” Finn manages to pant.
That’s was does it. Poe jerks his hips one last time and comes hard still inside Finn. He collapses onto Finn for a moment before pulling out and rolling to the side. He quickly removes the condom and flings it into the trash can next to the bed.
“That was,” Poe smiles and turns to face Finn and is shocked at what he sees.
Finn has tears streaming down his face and he’s crying. Tiny breaks in his breathing and the tremble of his jaw and lip is a giveaway to something that Poe can tell he’s trying to hide. He instantly turns to his side and props himself on an elbow, putting a sticky hand to Finn’s chest.
He takes Poe’s hand in his and squeezes. “I’m sorry.”
“Whatever you think you are sorry for, chances are you shouldn’t be,” Poe says sweetly. “Are you okay? Did I go too rough or something?”
“No,” Finn shakes his head. “It was just so…Snoke never made love to me before. It was always just whatever he wanted and if I came well, it and okay. He was never so caring and concerned and he never freaking made me feel like I mattered.”
“Oh Finn,” Poe wraps his arms around Finn and pulls him close, rolling onto his back so Finn and rest his head on his chest. “You mean so much to me. I know we haven’t been together for long but I already can’t imagine not being with you.”
“Really?”
“Fuck yes. You are like, my best friend. Tonight I wanted to show you how amazing you are. You deserve to be worshipped.” Poe rubs a circle lazily on Finn’s back. “I mean, I could do other things to you, if you want, but tonight I wanted to make love to you.”
“You did,” Finn sighs. “It was probably the best orgasm I’ve ever had.”
“Seriously?”
He nods. “Uhm, I’m gonna be kinda sore so would you mind getting us a wet towel or something?”
Poe gets up, feeling cold at the loss of contact, and returns with a wet hand towel. After he cleans Finn and himself up, he tosses the towel across the room and climbs under the sheets with Finn. They snuggle up close.
“You know tonight was a first for us, but I’d also like another first. Stay the night?”
“You couldn’t get me to leave for a million bucks,” Finn says on a yawn.
~
Poe wakes up and rolls over to find his bed empty. He sits up and runs a hand over his chin, feeling stupid. Last night was a lot and Finn probably decided he needed his space after Poe fell asleep. Which was fine, really it was, but it still stings a little. He goes to his dresser and pulls out a pair of black boxers and a grey undershirt and saunters into his kitchen to make coffee.
He sees Finn, standing at the counter, wearing his favorite pair off pajama pants and his shirt, pouring coffee into a mug. He set three places at the table, plates with eggs and toast. He looks up at Poe and smiles. “Hey.”
“Holy shit I’m so glad you are here,” Poe goes up to him and hugs him from behind, resting his chin on Finn’s shoulder.
“I did leave to go get cocoa from my place since you don’t have any. And Rey texted me and asked if I was coming for Sunday morning breakfast so I figured I’d get dressed.” Finn turns around into Poe’s arms and kisses him. “Ew, morning breath.”
“Nothing coffee can’t cover up,” Poe reaches around to take the mug and takes a sip. “Oh, fuck, did you use a filter? The grounds aren’t supposed to be in the water.”
“A filter?” Finn asks, sincerely confused.
“Yeah, the paper thing,” Poe moves to the coffee maker and opens the top to find that nope, Finn did not use the filter. He starts to laugh.
Finn takes the cue from Poe and laughs along. “I don’t drink coffee, I’ve never made it before.”
“Remind me to show you sometime,” Poe says, pouring out his cup and taking the machine to the sink to dry to get the rest of the grounds out.
Rey just walks right in with a plate of muffins. “Morning boys, oh wow you two look so cute. I suppose it’s just a matter of time before Finn breaks his lease to move in with you.”
“Just relax, Rey Bae,” Poe says. “Coffee is coming up soon.”
“Eggs and toast?” Rey picks a spot and just starts eating. “Wait…” she looks at Finn. “Those are Poe’s favorite pants. And your hair,” she points a fork at Poe. “That’s your sex hair.”
Poe blushes. “What?”
“Guys, you could have cancelled on me.” Rey says, turning back to her food.
“No, I don’t want Poe to give up time with his friends just because I’m around,” Finn says, sitting at the table across from Rey. “I’d feel terrible if I was one of those boyfriends.”
“Okay seriously right now if you don’t ask him to marry you I’ll go straight for him,” she says to Poe.
“I haven’t asked you to marry me in a long time, have I?” Poe smiles, putting the grounds—and filter—in the machine and turning it on.
“It’s just this cute thing,” Finn explains.
“You two are so perfect for each other, you know I’ve been waiting for someone to make a man of out this guy.” Rey smiles. “Okay, now ready for some gossip?”
“Always,” Poe says, digging into his breakfast.
“There was a plumbing issue in Ben Solos’ unit last night, so I went to show the plumber which pipe was busted and he has an actual sex swing in his bedroom. I totally saw it. And red sheets. Oh, and Brendol Hux was sleeping in his bed.”
“No fucking way, those two? Hux is such a dork and Kylo Ren is so Marilyn Manson,” Poe laughs.
“Check this out, apparently the plumbing issue was caused by excessive weight on the exposed pipe and I saw a pair of cuffs on the coffee table.”
“Kinky,” Poe raises his eyebrow jokingly. “Finn, remind me not to chain you up in the bathroom.”
“But Poe…” Finn fake whines, “How else am I gonna come?”
“I need to seriously invest in ear bleach,” Rey scoffs.
Finn and Poe locks eyes and just laugh.