[ this is a wild ride from start to incredibly obvious finish. because yeah, by the time the not on the bed movement of 2k18 ends, it's way too late. the jizz is back and better than ever. finn can't say he doesn't enjoy watching this in motion. poe is hot. this was the whole dream.
to follow is the weirdest combo of comfortable and uncomfortable he's ever experienced. like on one hand, his hip is free. skin-on-skin contact percentages just went up in a big way, that's great. he can get his gentle handholding in and maybe even upgrade it to back rubbing. plus poe didn't exactly seem to be hating this life experience and finn likes being satisfied about Doing Good.
on the other hand, neither of them has their pants all the way off and that's still kinda weird. poe just came all over the place and now he's kinda collapsed right into a share-the-burden of the mess situation. and finn is very hard, and trying to figure out if the extra pressure is a welcome addition or if he's in dick limbo. ]
Didn't really think that one through, either.
[ they're like 0 for 2 in the planning except for the part where they knew they wanted to gun it immediately. finn's not super bothered about the roommate courtesy thing because. it's not his room, basically. so at least in this regard he's sounding pretty chill for once. yolo.
he ends up fidgeting a little. it doesn't help his philosophical boner quest. ]
[ well, he's not going to lose sleep about it. he tried. and laundry probably exists around here. whatever. he lets himself take a moment to ... well, enjoy the moment. he's really, truly, sincerely not thinking about anything. "mm ... thinking" indeed. finn is rubbing his back. maybe there's handholding. sure there's jizz on their pants and on the bed and on the rest of them but it's like, warm right now. for now. literally for maybe a couple minutes.
and finn is hard against him. thoughts come back online for that realization. instead of the tried and true nap move, he gets keyed up. he knows one (1) great trick you wouldn't believe and he wants to share it with the world. or maybe not the world. just finn (and the rest of the male population here??? ??). but definitely finn. and besides, he just came and he doesn't know how long it's going to take to recharge the battery in his penis.
he's just gonna go for it. full on yeet. he shifts his way down (spreading more bodily fluids around but what are you gonna do) until his head is more or less between finn's legs. out of courtesy (or sexy talk), he will offer: ]
We're not gonna worry about that this time around. Just come in my mouth. Okay?
[ like he's gonna say no, i'd prefer to mix my jizz with yours. ?? whatever. he's going for it. doesn't even really wait for agreement before going for the head. licking it a little, letting the hype set in. if finn has complaints, he is still theoretically able to voice them. ]
[ "mm ... thinking" what an absolute legend. finn doesn't laugh exactly, but there is a huff of 100% real amusement. he loves everything about who poe chooses to be as a person rn and it's a whole separate entity from the lowkey, takin it easy romantic vibe.
anyway complaints whomst??? he doesn't know her. i mean maybe in (realistically) a couple of minutes when there's blood in his brain again and he really takes stock of the bodily fluids situation. maybe. but that's then. right now the hype is real. he had thoughts that were making words and now it's looking like a boggle tournament in there. welcome back to gasp town, population one, where jizz on the bed doesn't matter as much as maybe grabbing the blanket.
finn counts that as sexy talk. for the record. courtesy is great. also no one has ever said he could come in their general vicinity before, let alone in their mouth after a bj. so i mean. this is valid. he rescrambles enough of the boggle letters to belatedly form: ]
[ hell yeah. poe is ready to take this show on the road. or, uh, in his mouth. whatever. he's kind of slow about it. the scenic route is a two-way road. and it takes some time to get a feel for a whole thing. tongue caressing. it's a process. one of his hands snakes between finn and the bed (and kind of has to navigate around pants — why didn't they stop to get their pants all the way off???? oh right. thinking. or the total lack thereof) and grabs his ass. is he trying to maintain some directional control of the situation or did he just want to grab that ass? why not both.
background thoughts while this is happening: he's highly aware that his roommate could decide to drop in at any moment. spyder could give the emergency beep and they'd have ??? amount of time to wrap it up. there's a kind of thrill in that. instead of being like "oh no", his lizard brain is like "wouldn't it be awesome if koujaku came back to take a nap and found me with finn's dick in my mouth." good job, lizard brain.
meanwhile, in reality, there's spit everywhere. he stops with the tongue action when his objective clearly becomes "get the whole thing in here." once he's barely towards the back of his throat, he engages the swallowing muscles.
i don't know why all this is happening when finn is probably gonna blow his load in like two seconds anyway, but today we're learning about edging. ]
[ the fact that poe is going so 100 emoji even though god and everyone knows finn would blow his load asap from even the most low-effort bullshit like he was having a religious experience is a sign that poe cares. or that he still wants to show off. possibly both. but regardless, he's still the 100 emoji and finn is appreciative. we've got head falling back action. we've got the twitchy fingers and sharp inhales. we've got, dare i say, some toe-curling.
he didn't know getting deep-throated by a beautiful man was on his bucket list until poe yeeted in there and checked it off. i'd like to think finn now truly understands what he'd be missing if he'd gotten to drive into the big cannon. yeah friends and loved ones and restoring hope and blah blah blah, but consider: sex and basic human intimacies. finn probably doesn't truly understand what he'd be missing bc he won't think about it.
anyway yeah this 100% doesn't last long. poe simply doesn't get a lot of showcasing time. the perils of virgins who only just learned to drive skimmers and escape pods.
finn is still a polite(source?) dude, so he gets out a courtesy "poe" first. using the whole entire one brain cell that's not getting lit or basically going is this allowed, before he becomes functionally useless for a bit. i was like im gonna just do that in the brackets so i don't have to click outside of the brackets to type it. ]
[ it's true. deep throat is like the fine china of blowjobs and poe was saving it to lay out like he was expecting a galactic senator over for dinner. (he's showing off, yes.) and even though he can't see finn's appreciativeness due to being balls deep in ... balls, he can hear the spikes in his breathing that let him know he's doing a good job. he's feeling that power rush, which is his own personal bread and butter.
poe also super 1000 percent appreciates hearing his name like that, even more-so than the sharp breathing. he swallows a couple more times when the semen is incoming. "the best part of waking up is having throat muscles clench around your dick" - folgers coffee, 2018. that is the truth and he knows it.
he wishes refractory periods weren't real because every part of him except the part the matters most is on fire and ready for round two. well ... the two parts that matter most. his throat feels like it's on fire in the not sexy way as he pulls out. spit is still all over his face. a true vision to behold. ]
Good, right?
[ a slightly hoarse question asked with all the confidence of a person who already knows it was good and just wants the vocal confirmation. ]
[ patently unfair. a whole entire unfair process. holy shit. how dare poe ask him a question that involves words. how dare he still look handsome with a spitty face. valid questions that demand answers. sort of. not really. finn would have to care about demanding answers to those questions right now, and right now he super doesn't care about demanding those answers.
he's busy wondering if his bones have vanished. this is maybe the most physically relaxed he's ever been while still conscious. which is wild bc he can still feel his heart racing and he's still gotta catch his breath and he's only just now remembering to let the blanket return to the wild. his brain's like you know what take a minute or two, get back to the anxiety and stuff after. ]
Very. [ he would not could not tell a lie at this moment in time. he'll feed poe's praise kink. poe can hold onto it for later. ] You could be back up here by now, though. Plenty of space.
[ sometimes you want to either get the cuddle in or make out some more before you go from 'bless this mess' to being unable to bless the mess and having to take some cleanup steps. it's such a narrow window. ]
[ he slides his way back up. maybe literally slides a little bit because his jizz is still present at this party, slowly wearing out its welcome. it's fine for now, though. he can't be bothered by literally anything. so here he be, pressed against finn on one side, hand splayed over his chest.
now that he is in fact back up next to finn, he can appreciate the view. stare lovingly at his handiwork. finn looking more relaxed than he has ever seen him in his entire life, trying to remember how to breathe. what a sense of accomplishment. he presses his nose against the side of his face before kissing near the jawline. (his mouth and chin are still covered in spit; this is the ambience he's going for i guess.)
he kind of wants to say something, but all the things he can think of to say are dramatically romantic and deserve an immediate shelving. not today no sir. not after he just put the word love in a glass box that says break in case of emergency. ]
We could do more. In a while. [ he nips at finn's jawline. ] If you want. Dunno how long we'll have the room, though.
[ it's hard to really get to commit to a full-blast quenchquest when everyone lives in lil shared dorms and privacy isn't real. everywhere is a potential walk-in waiting to happen. and like 99% of the time that probably doesn't actually lead to threesomes either. i truly feel for poe. i can't believe zhautas is just a bunch of people trying to find ways to get their bang on discreetly when they all live on top of each other. there should be bingo cards for locations.
the cuddling part is really nice, though. nice is a big deal. poe is a niceness ocean and finn is the infinite sponge. ]
I'd want to. If we end up having time. [ he just got laid for the first time fam, now begins the phase in life where he realizes he has a libido and the freedom to act on it. and pretty much nothing better to do with his life bc the mission hasn't been assigned yet. poe could be like "do you wanna just see how many times we can do it before dinner" and finn would be like "yeah sure" with no questions asked.
he turns his head to look at poe. possibly a little bit cross-eyed bc poe is Right There. they're an elegant couple, i think. ] We're gonna need to clean up either way.
[ yeah he is already starting to feel the grossness scales tip. not enough to actually start moving. he's still riding this out. but finn probably two showers a day lastname will strike again. he will reset the bodily fluids counter to zero between rounds. ]
[ poe has one (1) theory and it's that no place is truly private because they want to see everyone give up and give in to exhibitionist kink. we saw the sandsharks. we been knew.
mmm. he got his wish (an all-access pass to boning finn) with the caveat of having to get up to clean up. but ... finn's not wrong. even poe showers only when he feels kind of dirty dameron can admit that this is "kind of dirty" territory and relent. not that he seems to be making any effort to move, but the thought has been planted. movement is probably imminent.
especially with the realization that ]
We could take it to the showers.
[ 👀💦🚿
they just have to get up first. it's like watching turtles race.
also, remember the time he actually cared about what happened to the bed? he doesn't. ]
[ poe cared about the bed for a whole two seconds and morally that's good karma. that's the karma that saves him from picking up a poison frog. finn not even thinking about it is why he gets burnt by gross dog monster drool. that's the science behind it.
if the shower stalls have courtesy seashell floor grips finn just finally realized they were probably for more than courtesy. it's sex island, finn. get on board. i hope for the sake of anyone boning in the showers that there are floor grip things. ]
It's a good way to make sure the pants come off next time. [ thinking ahead is hot too. since this is obviously poe's fault for ?????? idk tackling him ig, and clearly not finn's fault for knowingly yeeting into a handjob before poe could be like "anyway let's take our pants off real quick". ] I don't know where we could get spares.
[ maybe someday he'll get regular pants and not weird first order officer disguise pants. only big dreams allowed in this bed rn.
but okay. okay. cold jizz is no man's best friend and the shower now has double appeal. so like twenty more seconds and then he's sitting up.
this is a firm twenty seconds of giving poe the full-on Look. it's the you're very pretty and good and remember that time you sewed my jacket back up and it was really shitty but the full mood was still Thank U For My Life look. it's the finn, who just yeeted into jerking poe off without really hesitating, now finding every possible way to overthink doing something Soft like touching poe's hair look. the is this allowed vine came back for him.
it's gonna be fine he's gonna lay out his Soft Strategy before he leaves this room. even with poe's gross spit face. like, he's squeezing poe's hand before he even sits up. he's doing it. he loves the gentle caring shit too much not to. and then he will sit up. all according to plan. ]
[ you right. karma is real. also, his roommate brings his boyfriend in to have sex on this bed right after poe leaves for that mission, so, once again: karma is real.
there are floor grips and even sex bars. rey and kylo pioneered ahead to make those discoveries. maybe they're still over there making those discoveries right now. ]
There's gotta be laundry around here, right? Or some other clothes. If we're gonna be here a long time, they can't expect us to wear the same thing over and over.
[ he was going to say more (maybe something about boning in the laundry room next and just going on a facility tour of barely private locales), but it all sort of fizzles away when he realizes finn is Looking at him. he doesn't have a single clue what's going on in his head, but he knows that it's a soft look and that maybe it means something.
so he looks back. he doesn't want to say anything to ruin the moment, and maybe if he looks long enough he can figure out why finn is looking at him like that. or maybe he can just appreciate finn. he loves him so much. he's salty and soft and good and kind of messy and poe doesn't know how he can be all those things at once somehow, but he truly appreciates it.
so he participates in the handholding. as much as he can until it's time to get up. at which point he has to slowly run through the getting ready to leave this room process in his head. zipping his pants back up, and then ... shirts. yes. shirts. he looks around for the shirts. ]
Probably. [ all the star wars pairing flavors hit the showers on day two. taking the only facility tour that actually matters.
finn spends this whole staring contest like i take a lot of comfort in the fact that we already admitted we don't know what we're doing but i wonder if there's a relationship pamphlet i can read and decide sounds dumb, and poe is like idk what the fuck he's doing but i love him and bb-8 is gonna be the best man at our wedding. they're productive.
i'm glad poe is looking for the shirts bc finn only really knows the direction he threw poe's in. poe yeeted his with the speed and precision of a cobra. having to think is a dumb and necessary evil. ]
Do we need shoes if we go anywhere else? I mean-- there weren't regulations about footwear, right? [ if there was and it was on that dumb super long detailed sit-down test, he missed it. ] I don't think there are regulations.
[ he's hoping to let all the sand drain out of those boots for the day. rip peggy carter, died kinda like jasmine almost did in jafar's big hourglass that one time bc she got assigned to be finn's roomie. finn is tasting true freedom and true freedom is not necessarily having to wear boots. ]
[ truly the essence of that entire 20 seconds in a single sentence. pamphlets and weddings.
it's fine. he grabs a shirt, but since they're both his shirts, he doesn't really remember which one was his and which one was finn's. literally that trope. instead of thinking too hard about it, he just throws the mystery shirt towards finn before looking for the next one. ]
I don't think so.
[ like, honestly. again. he's on to quin's ulterior motives and he's like "quin would probably like it if we didn't wear any clothes ever." just went full sandshark. no thanks. ]
[ it does occur to him, however-- ] Just watch where you step. I almost got stuck in some stuff yesterday.
[ the shirt difference is basically just the collar anyway. i can't believe they're gonna play the long con and make people think they have 2 outfits, by simply allowing finn to steal whatever shirt poe isn't wearing.
a firm no to the sex island also being a nudist colony right now. people have to ease into that. a lot of folks aren't used to communal nakedness. ]
Stuff?
[ if that sounds a little muffled it's bc it is. he's halfway through the re-shirtening. ]
Serious stuff or puddle you don't wanna think about stuff?
[ he's done sanitation rotations okay, in a big place like this it's all valid. ]
[ yep. together they can make it look like they have four outfits instead of one if they coordinate wisely. nobody will ever pick up on it.
here's the other shirt that belongs to him and may or may not have been the one he was wearing earlier. as he yanks it on over his head, he considers the question. "stuff" did leave a lot open to interpretation, huh. especially considering where they were and what the wide variety of already established "stuff" could mean. ]
First it was a black smudge of nothing, then all of a sudden it was this goo crawling up my leg trying to eat me.
[ he's pretty sure that's what that was happening. ]
[ dear diary: it's the morning of day 2. i've pretty much lined the schedule up for quenchquest. the bullshit levels this place wants to reach are already just absolutely going for it. i could have lost a boyfriend to sentient goo before i actually got one. luckily he's okay.
i'm not sure what i expected. love, finn. ]
Right. Of course they have something like that. It's not like they're supposed to be professionals who can control their own facility.
[ quick get the smudge in here maybe salt dissolves it. after the food drugging ordeal last night he really doesn't have a benefit of the doubt to give to thinking deadly goo is just chilling in the halls on purpose. ]
[ for the sake of fitting the finnrey thread into the timeline, he looks at his kylo ren doing an ok thing story and his conspiracy theory galaxy brain and yeets towards the latter. (maybe he's still having trouble processing the former.) ]
It was in the under construction area. I was sneaking around, trying to see if there was something they weren't telling us. You think that counts?
[ he's like man i would love to give this the full conspiracy theory galaxy brain treatment and pull out my chart ... but it's also killing the mood a little bit. he can try to shelve it for now. save the chart for later. quenchquest is way more important.
on that note, he checks his pockets before they leave to make sure he's got some of the free lube that was being handed out earlier on his person. he didn't go full breadstick lady on that shit for nothing. ]
[ poe can pull the elaborate point-to-point string chart out after their much cooler and better facility tour. finn will be on board with it. spread the galaxy brain movement.
after quenchquest.
so if anything i'm sure zenith is proud of them for holding off on that one.
he pulls a face, though. absorbs the facts of the reality of the situation as poe says it happened. ]
I think it doesn't make sense to have something like that in a construction area. So maybe. [ he gives his shirt aka poe's shirt a couple of tugs in the name of looking. presentable-ish. as much as he can. ] But you were somewhere off-limits.
[ can't exactly run that one by management idk. time to hit that door YEET. a gentlemanly, door-holding yeet. 10/10 guard duty performance, spyder. ]
[ maybe he can sneak the goo into a public area and get attention that way. that sounds like some fuckery that he ... will put on the to-do list and not think about anymore because there are more important things directly in front of him.
like exiting this room. spyder was keeping guard as ordered. he beeps and does a lil circle around both of them to say hello. ]
Hey, buddy. Good job. [ he bends down to pet him like a dog because of course he does.] Spyder, go inside, okay?
[ he does his compliance beep and rolls back inside. a beautiful angel. poe closes the door behind him.
now that he's standing and fully clothed, he can really grasp just how unclean he feels. yikes. ]
[ the real star of this thread is spyder. an actual angel. a musical delight. finn helps send him off with a little wave.
we can all try to pretend that poe's 100% sincere love and appreciation for the droids in his life isn't charming, but why go to all the trouble of pretending. it's charming as hell. he's cute and he possibly knows it and that's dangerous. ]
Showers. [ hit 👏 him 👏 with 👏 that 👏 hygiene 👏 fam. there he go. in the showers direction. bc being gross is gross. i can't believe finn is gonna work overtime learning to suck dicks so he can avoid getting too gross. he's gonna clean up and learn a lesson about thinking before banging (the second part is a lie and he will forget all about it before this day is even over).
also tbh he's super into getting to see poe naked outside of like. "oh no they're hot feat. i also know people be naked sometimes in communal showers and that's just part of livin tho" context? he has a pass for hands-on boning down. it steps up the entire experience. like, oh Yes he's hot and i'm allowed to touch the butt. or something. ]
[ poe is Ready to Go to the showers. not only because it is definitely time to get clean, but because quenchquest is going on tour. he flashes finn a grin before grabbing his hand and pulling him along. being on sex island is forgotten; any Weirdness from having to hash out everything that happened with hathaway has fizzled away. his happiness is so tangible and pure. imagine a world with no problems, only spending time with finn (and getting to bone him) forever. that's where his mind went, and it's a real great place.
as soon as they're in the showers, he zooms to the nearest vacant stall (with finn still in tow) and starts stripping down. 95% i can't wait to get naked with finn and get up to some foolishness, 5% maybe if i go real fast i can preserve the integrity of my/our clothes. just kidding, he's not thinking of that at all. it's 100% foolishness.
i hope someone left some product in the stall or that finn possesses a tiny lil rice grain of foresight to grab something (soap. shampoo. literally anything) from the entrance to the showers, because poe does not. ]
[ the only kind of good foresight finn possesses is shower-related. so yeah, he's here to get up to some foolishness, but he is going to get clean. there's no naked person bomb enough to stop him. like, if he has to pull free and backtrack for it, he will.
welcome to standard-issue soap and shampoo town. he's putting them on the shelf or the caddy that hangs from the showerhead or whatever. boom. done. nailed it for 3 points.
the integrity of the clothes thing is way out the window though yeah. clothes are a mere obstacle in the way of a greater goal, and the greater goal is directly related to poe's nakedness. he makes pretty quick work of his half of their new capsule wardrobe, too. in the interest of fairness and no having to think about getting undressed while he's admiring the Artwork. as a huge nerd, he does probably fold them. that's his prerogative. ]
This is a good look for you. [ he's flirting. leave him alone. ] Not that I've seen you look bad yet.
[ poe affords .05 seconds to stare like "i can't believe he's folding the clothes ... what a beautiful angel" and infinite seconds to stare at the rest of finn like "look at the whole naked package, he actually is a beautiful angel."
he laughs, still grinning. his conspiracy theory galaxy brain comments about how quin wants them all to be naked are trapped in a closet with the door duct taped shut. let him have just!! five seconds!!! for foolishness!! or realistically the rest of the day maybe. ]
Yeah? You, too. [ he goes in for a kiss. just sort of grabs him by the neck and pulls him in against his mouth. ] C'mon, bet we'd look better under water.
[according to what? physics? science? it doesn't really matter because poe is pulling him into the stall now. all this manhandling. ]
[ that's according to poe's penthouse forum letters. and finn can't argue with that logic. wet poe: sounds ideal. his hair probably does a whole thing. they'll be less... crusty. that only enhances this idea.
he accepts these manhandlings with broad amusement. enthusiasm is cool and no one can say otherwise. it's good to see poe laugh, which finn hasn't gotten to really see before this whole sex island thing kicked off? war is hell etc. mostly finn wants to grab poe by the face and kiss him again and poe raises a valid point that he can easily do that in the stall. save on time. which he does.
it's like getting the last word in an argument, only basically better and way less stressful and he can do it really quick before he reaches for the faucets. finn is livin the dream. ]
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to follow is the weirdest combo of comfortable and uncomfortable he's ever experienced. like on one hand, his hip is free. skin-on-skin contact percentages just went up in a big way, that's great. he can get his gentle handholding in and maybe even upgrade it to back rubbing. plus poe didn't exactly seem to be hating this life experience and finn likes being satisfied about Doing Good.
on the other hand, neither of them has their pants all the way off and that's still kinda weird. poe just came all over the place and now he's kinda collapsed right into a share-the-burden of the mess situation. and finn is very hard, and trying to figure out if the extra pressure is a welcome addition or if he's in dick limbo. ]
Didn't really think that one through, either.
[ they're like 0 for 2 in the planning except for the part where they knew they wanted to gun it immediately. finn's not super bothered about the roommate courtesy thing because. it's not his room, basically. so at least in this regard he's sounding pretty chill for once. yolo.
he ends up fidgeting a little. it doesn't help his philosophical boner quest. ]
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[ well, he's not going to lose sleep about it. he tried. and laundry probably exists around here. whatever. he lets himself take a moment to ... well, enjoy the moment. he's really, truly, sincerely not thinking about anything. "mm ... thinking" indeed. finn is rubbing his back. maybe there's handholding. sure there's jizz on their pants and on the bed and on the rest of them but it's like, warm right now. for now. literally for maybe a couple minutes.
and finn is hard against him. thoughts come back online for that realization. instead of the tried and true nap move, he gets keyed up. he knows one (1) great trick you wouldn't believe and he wants to share it with the world. or maybe not the world. just finn (and the rest of the male population here??? ??). but definitely finn. and besides, he just came and he doesn't know how long it's going to take to recharge the battery in his penis.
he's just gonna go for it. full on yeet. he shifts his way down (spreading more bodily fluids around but what are you gonna do) until his head is more or less between finn's legs. out of courtesy (or sexy talk), he will offer: ]
We're not gonna worry about that this time around. Just come in my mouth. Okay?
[ like he's gonna say no, i'd prefer to mix my jizz with yours. ?? whatever. he's going for it. doesn't even really wait for agreement before going for the head. licking it a little, letting the hype set in. if finn has complaints, he is still theoretically able to voice them. ]
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anyway complaints whomst??? he doesn't know her. i mean maybe in (realistically) a couple of minutes when there's blood in his brain again and he really takes stock of the bodily fluids situation. maybe. but that's then. right now the hype is real. he had thoughts that were making words and now it's looking like a boggle tournament in there. welcome back to gasp town, population one, where jizz on the bed doesn't matter as much as maybe grabbing the blanket.
finn counts that as sexy talk. for the record. courtesy is great. also no one has ever said he could come in their general vicinity before, let alone in their mouth after a bj. so i mean. this is valid. he rescrambles enough of the boggle letters to belatedly form: ]
Okay.
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background thoughts while this is happening: he's highly aware that his roommate could decide to drop in at any moment. spyder could give the emergency beep and they'd have ??? amount of time to wrap it up. there's a kind of thrill in that. instead of being like "oh no", his lizard brain is like "wouldn't it be awesome if koujaku came back to take a nap and found me with finn's dick in my mouth." good job, lizard brain.
meanwhile, in reality, there's spit everywhere. he stops with the tongue action when his objective clearly becomes "get the whole thing in here." once he's barely towards the back of his throat, he engages the swallowing muscles.
i don't know why all this is happening when finn is probably gonna blow his load in like two seconds anyway, but today we're learning about edging. ]
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he didn't know getting deep-throated by a beautiful man was on his bucket list until poe yeeted in there and checked it off. i'd like to think finn now truly understands what he'd be missing if he'd gotten to drive into the big cannon. yeah friends and loved ones and restoring hope and blah blah blah, but consider: sex and basic human intimacies. finn probably doesn't truly understand what he'd be missing bc he won't think about it.
anyway yeah this 100% doesn't last long. poe simply doesn't get a lot of showcasing time. the perils of virgins who only just learned to drive skimmers and escape pods.
finn is still a polite(source?) dude, so he gets out a courtesy "poe" first. using the whole entire one brain cell that's not getting lit or basically going is this allowed, before he becomes functionally useless for a bit. i was like im gonna just do that in the brackets so i don't have to click outside of the brackets to type it. ]
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poe also super 1000 percent appreciates hearing his name like that, even more-so than the sharp breathing. he swallows a couple more times when the semen is incoming. "the best part of waking up is having throat muscles clench around your dick" - folgers coffee, 2018. that is the truth and he knows it.
he wishes refractory periods weren't real because every part of him except the part the matters most is on fire and ready for round two. well ... the two parts that matter most. his throat feels like it's on fire in the not sexy way as he pulls out. spit is still all over his face. a true vision to behold. ]
Good, right?
[ a slightly hoarse question asked with all the confidence of a person who already knows it was good and just wants the vocal confirmation. ]
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he's busy wondering if his bones have vanished. this is maybe the most physically relaxed he's ever been while still conscious. which is wild bc he can still feel his heart racing and he's still gotta catch his breath and he's only just now remembering to let the blanket return to the wild. his brain's like you know what take a minute or two, get back to the anxiety and stuff after. ]
Very. [ he would not could not tell a lie at this moment in time. he'll feed poe's praise kink. poe can hold onto it for later. ] You could be back up here by now, though. Plenty of space.
[ sometimes you want to either get the cuddle in or make out some more before you go from 'bless this mess' to being unable to bless the mess and having to take some cleanup steps. it's such a narrow window. ]
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now that he is in fact back up next to finn, he can appreciate the view. stare lovingly at his handiwork. finn looking more relaxed than he has ever seen him in his entire life, trying to remember how to breathe. what a sense of accomplishment. he presses his nose against the side of his face before kissing near the jawline. (his mouth and chin are still covered in spit; this is the ambience he's going for i guess.)
he kind of wants to say something, but all the things he can think of to say are dramatically romantic and deserve an immediate shelving. not today no sir. not after he just put the word love in a glass box that says break in case of emergency. ]
We could do more. In a while. [ he nips at finn's jawline. ] If you want. Dunno how long we'll have the room, though.
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the cuddling part is really nice, though. nice is a big deal. poe is a niceness ocean and finn is the infinite sponge. ]
I'd want to. If we end up having time. [ he just got laid for the first time fam, now begins the phase in life where he realizes he has a libido and the freedom to act on it. and pretty much nothing better to do with his life bc the mission hasn't been assigned yet. poe could be like "do you wanna just see how many times we can do it before dinner" and finn would be like "yeah sure" with no questions asked.
he turns his head to look at poe. possibly a little bit cross-eyed bc poe is Right There. they're an elegant couple, i think. ] We're gonna need to clean up either way.
[ yeah he is already starting to feel the grossness scales tip. not enough to actually start moving. he's still riding this out. but finn probably two showers a day lastname will strike again. he will reset the bodily fluids counter to zero between rounds. ]
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mmm. he got his wish (an all-access pass to boning finn) with the caveat of having to get up to clean up. but ... finn's not wrong. even poe showers only when he feels kind of dirty dameron can admit that this is "kind of dirty" territory and relent. not that he seems to be making any effort to move, but the thought has been planted. movement is probably imminent.
especially with the realization that ]
We could take it to the showers.
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they just have to get up first. it's like watching turtles race.
also, remember the time he actually cared about what happened to the bed? he doesn't. ]
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if the shower stalls have courtesy seashell floor grips finn just finally realized they were probably for more than courtesy. it's sex island, finn. get on board. i hope for the sake of anyone boning in the showers that there are floor grip things. ]
It's a good way to make sure the pants come off next time. [ thinking ahead is hot too. since this is obviously poe's fault for ?????? idk tackling him ig, and clearly not finn's fault for knowingly yeeting into a handjob before poe could be like "anyway let's take our pants off real quick". ] I don't know where we could get spares.
[ maybe someday he'll get regular pants and not weird first order officer disguise pants. only big dreams allowed in this bed rn.
but okay. okay. cold jizz is no man's best friend and the shower now has double appeal. so like twenty more seconds and then he's sitting up.
this is a firm twenty seconds of giving poe the full-on Look. it's the you're very pretty and good and remember that time you sewed my jacket back up and it was really shitty but the full mood was still Thank U For My Life look. it's the finn, who just yeeted into jerking poe off without really hesitating, now finding every possible way to overthink doing something Soft like touching poe's hair look. the is this allowed vine came back for him.
it's gonna be fine he's gonna lay out his Soft Strategy before he leaves this room. even with poe's gross spit face. like, he's squeezing poe's hand before he even sits up. he's doing it. he loves the gentle caring shit too much not to. and then he will sit up. all according to plan. ]
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there are floor grips and even sex bars. rey and kylo pioneered ahead to make those discoveries. maybe they're still over there making those discoveries right now. ]
There's gotta be laundry around here, right? Or some other clothes. If we're gonna be here a long time, they can't expect us to wear the same thing over and over.
[ he was going to say more (maybe something about boning in the laundry room next and just going on a facility tour of barely private locales), but it all sort of fizzles away when he realizes finn is Looking at him. he doesn't have a single clue what's going on in his head, but he knows that it's a soft look and that maybe it means something.
so he looks back. he doesn't want to say anything to ruin the moment, and maybe if he looks long enough he can figure out why finn is looking at him like that. or maybe he can just appreciate finn. he loves him so much. he's salty and soft and good and kind of messy and poe doesn't know how he can be all those things at once somehow, but he truly appreciates it.
so he participates in the handholding. as much as he can until it's time to get up. at which point he has to slowly run through the getting ready to leave this room process in his head. zipping his pants back up, and then ... shirts. yes. shirts. he looks around for the shirts. ]
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finn spends this whole staring contest like i take a lot of comfort in the fact that we already admitted we don't know what we're doing but i wonder if there's a relationship pamphlet i can read and decide sounds dumb, and poe is like idk what the fuck he's doing but i love him and bb-8 is gonna be the best man at our wedding. they're productive.
i'm glad poe is looking for the shirts bc finn only really knows the direction he threw poe's in. poe yeeted his with the speed and precision of a cobra. having to think is a dumb and necessary evil. ]
Do we need shoes if we go anywhere else? I mean-- there weren't regulations about footwear, right? [ if there was and it was on that dumb super long detailed sit-down test, he missed it. ] I don't think there are regulations.
[ he's hoping to let all the sand drain out of those boots for the day. rip peggy carter, died kinda like jasmine almost did in jafar's big hourglass that one time bc she got assigned to be finn's roomie. finn is tasting true freedom and true freedom is not necessarily having to wear boots. ]
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it's fine. he grabs a shirt, but since they're both his shirts, he doesn't really remember which one was his and which one was finn's. literally that trope. instead of thinking too hard about it, he just throws the mystery shirt towards finn before looking for the next one. ]
I don't think so.
[ like, honestly. again. he's on to quin's ulterior motives and he's like "quin would probably like it if we didn't wear any clothes ever." just went full sandshark. no thanks. ]
[ it does occur to him, however-- ] Just watch where you step. I almost got stuck in some stuff yesterday.
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a firm no to the sex island also being a nudist colony right now. people have to ease into that. a lot of folks aren't used to communal nakedness. ]
Stuff?
[ if that sounds a little muffled it's bc it is. he's halfway through the re-shirtening. ]
Serious stuff or puddle you don't wanna think about stuff?
[ he's done sanitation rotations okay, in a big place like this it's all valid. ]
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here's the other shirt that belongs to him and may or may not have been the one he was wearing earlier. as he yanks it on over his head, he considers the question. "stuff" did leave a lot open to interpretation, huh. especially considering where they were and what the wide variety of already established "stuff" could mean. ]
First it was a black smudge of nothing, then all of a sudden it was this goo crawling up my leg trying to eat me.
[ he's pretty sure that's what that was happening. ]
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i'm not sure what i expected. love, finn. ]
Right. Of course they have something like that. It's not like they're supposed to be professionals who can control their own facility.
[ quick get the smudge in here maybe salt dissolves it. after the food drugging ordeal last night he really doesn't have a benefit of the doubt to give to thinking deadly goo is just chilling in the halls on purpose. ]
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It was in the under construction area. I was sneaking around, trying to see if there was something they weren't telling us. You think that counts?
[ he's like man i would love to give this the full conspiracy theory galaxy brain treatment and pull out my chart ... but it's also killing the mood a little bit. he can try to shelve it for now. save the chart for later. quenchquest is way more important.
on that note, he checks his pockets before they leave to make sure he's got some of the free lube that was being handed out earlier on his person. he didn't go full breadstick lady on that shit for nothing. ]
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after quenchquest.
so if anything i'm sure zenith is proud of them for holding off on that one.
he pulls a face, though. absorbs the facts of the reality of the situation as poe says it happened. ]
I think it doesn't make sense to have something like that in a construction area. So maybe. [ he gives his shirt aka poe's shirt a couple of tugs in the name of looking. presentable-ish. as much as he can. ] But you were somewhere off-limits.
[ can't exactly run that one by management idk. time to hit that door YEET. a gentlemanly, door-holding yeet. 10/10 guard duty performance, spyder. ]
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[ maybe he can sneak the goo into a public area and get attention that way. that sounds like some fuckery that he ... will put on the to-do list and not think about anymore because there are more important things directly in front of him.
like exiting this room. spyder was keeping guard as ordered. he beeps and does a lil circle around both of them to say hello. ]
Hey, buddy. Good job. [ he bends down to pet him like a dog because of course he does.] Spyder, go inside, okay?
[ he does his compliance beep and rolls back inside. a beautiful angel. poe closes the door behind him.
now that he's standing and fully clothed, he can really grasp just how unclean he feels. yikes. ]
Anyway. Showers.
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we can all try to pretend that poe's 100% sincere love and appreciation for the droids in his life isn't charming, but why go to all the trouble of pretending. it's charming as hell. he's cute and he possibly knows it and that's dangerous. ]
Showers. [ hit 👏 him 👏 with 👏 that 👏 hygiene 👏 fam. there he go. in the showers direction. bc being gross is gross. i can't believe finn is gonna work overtime learning to suck dicks so he can avoid getting too gross. he's gonna clean up and learn a lesson about thinking before banging (the second part is a lie and he will forget all about it before this day is even over).
also tbh he's super into getting to see poe naked outside of like. "oh no they're hot feat. i also know people be naked sometimes in communal showers and that's just part of livin tho" context? he has a pass for hands-on boning down. it steps up the entire experience. like, oh Yes he's hot and i'm allowed to touch the butt. or something. ]
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as soon as they're in the showers, he zooms to the nearest vacant stall (with finn still in tow) and starts stripping down. 95% i can't wait to get naked with finn and get up to some foolishness, 5% maybe if i go real fast i can preserve the integrity of my/our clothes. just kidding, he's not thinking of that at all. it's 100% foolishness.
i hope someone left some product in the stall or that finn possesses a tiny lil rice grain of foresight to grab something (soap. shampoo. literally anything) from the entrance to the showers, because poe does not. ]
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welcome to standard-issue soap and shampoo town. he's putting them on the shelf or the caddy that hangs from the showerhead or whatever. boom. done. nailed it for 3 points.
the integrity of the clothes thing is way out the window though yeah. clothes are a mere obstacle in the way of a greater goal, and the greater goal is directly related to poe's nakedness. he makes pretty quick work of his half of their new capsule wardrobe, too. in the interest of fairness and no having to think about getting undressed while he's admiring the Artwork. as a huge nerd, he does probably fold them. that's his prerogative. ]
This is a good look for you. [ he's flirting. leave him alone. ] Not that I've seen you look bad yet.
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he laughs, still grinning. his conspiracy theory galaxy brain comments about how quin wants them all to be naked are trapped in a closet with the door duct taped shut. let him have just!! five seconds!!! for foolishness!! or realistically the rest of the day maybe. ]
Yeah? You, too. [ he goes in for a kiss. just sort of grabs him by the neck and pulls him in against his mouth. ] C'mon, bet we'd look better under water.
[according to what? physics? science? it doesn't really matter because poe is pulling him into the stall now. all this manhandling. ]
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he accepts these manhandlings with broad amusement. enthusiasm is cool and no one can say otherwise. it's good to see poe laugh, which finn hasn't gotten to really see before this whole sex island thing kicked off? war is hell etc. mostly finn wants to grab poe by the face and kiss him again and poe raises a valid point that he can easily do that in the stall. save on time. which he does.
it's like getting the last word in an argument, only basically better and way less stressful and he can do it really quick before he reaches for the faucets. finn is livin the dream. ]
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