They had been on this beautiful planet for around two weeks now. In that time Poe and Dara had managed to have a total of four minutes alone together. Poe couldn't help how he was feeling. He wanted more time alone with her. He didn't want anything but to just talk to her. See what she was thinking, how she was feeling. He wanted to see how she would look at him when they were alone together. Because he was certain that he was looking at her with doe eyes at this point. He had gotten to know her in the time it took for them to get to this distant point in space, but it wasn't enough. He missed her. He wanted to know more. He wanted to take care of her. To fuss over her. She was his Princess. He hated himself for having the thought. It was terribly sentimental. Completely unlike Poe, actually. But whenever she did something impressive, or noteworthy, he felt like he was glowing with pride. That was HIS Princess. He was absolutely disgusted with himself.

Finn and Rey seemed to be getting close. But they were both getting close to Poe too. He was like a kid in a candy store with diabetes. He wanted them all, truly. But he shouldn't have any of them. He liked them he really did. But they were all stuck on a planet together. It could make things really awkward. He didn't want to alienate either of them by taking up with the other. He thought that Finn and Rey had a better chance together than Poe and anybody. So he took a step back and let their relationship develop without interference from him. Dara had come to see him a couple of times in the ship, but Rey or Finn was usually with her. He'd occasionally get to see her smile and let her hair down. He thought that maybe she wanted to get closer to him. But there was always someone else in the way.

Poe lay on his bed, the largest on the ship, and waited for Finn and whoever to come back for the night. He was just dozing off when he heard footsteps. Finn. He could tell by his gait. A Stormtrooper's walk. He came into Poe's room and sat on the edge of his bed. Poe could tell he was a little bit antsy.

"Uh… The other two aren't coming tonight. Luke wanted them for… stuff." Poe sat up a little, concerned.

"Everything okay, buddy?" Finn wouldn't look at him. Had he done something wrong.

"Yeah. Rey wanted me to talk to you. She and I, we're sort of together, I guess." Poe smiled bitter sweetly. He thought that might be the case. He gave Finn an affectionate thump on the arm.

"That's great! I told you she was sweet on you"

"Yeah, well, she's sweet on you too." Poe took his hand back quickly. Oh god. Was this girl going to come in between them? He appreciated that she was an incredible woman, but she obviously belonged with Finn.

"Look, you and Rey are together now. There was never a chance that I was going to stand in the way of that." He really didn't want to lose Finn.

"I can't believe I have to do this… Poe… We're both… sweet on you? I guess that's the right way of putting it? Oh god, what am I saying? This is awkward. Forget I said anything." Poe was taken aback and his heart did a very hard thump. Finn was getting up to go. Poe reached out and grabbed his hand, and tugged him back.

"What did you come here to talk about?" Poe was serious for once. This was a strange situation. If he played his cards right, could something happen with them?

"Rey wants us both. And I… Yeah. I agree, I guess? This is so awkward. I mean I do agree. But it's really weird saying it." Poe couldn't help the smile on his lips, and the rising feeling of lust.

"So you want me, Finn?" Finn buried his face in his hands, then finally looked at Poe.

"Yeah."

"And Rey is okay with this?"

"I'm sure she'd be here too if she wasn't busy." Poe sat back and thought. There was only concern he had right then. What about Dara? Dara had had her chance. Several times. But she kept pushing him away. She didn't own Poe, and he had never been the sort of person to be tied down.

"Okay." he said quietly. Finn looked surprised. "Did you really expect anything less? I've been flirting with you since I met you. It shouldn't be that big of a surprise."

"I won't be hurt if you two decide that this isn't what you want after all. And I'll still be up for being your friend. I'm willing to try if you are." Finn nodded. He could tell the man was a little bit nervous. In fairness, he didn't know much about the world, and this might be construed as an odd arrangement by some. Poe sat up again, moving a little bit closer to Finn. He had wanted to do this for a while. He put a hand on the back of Finn's head, and looked down at his lips. He moved in slowly and gave Finn plenty of opportunity to back out if he wanted. Poe brushed Finn's lips gently, making the kiss gradually deeper. Finn's hands moved to Poe's waist. The anticipation had made this kiss positively electric for him. It was all the better that Finn was responding well to this. Poe disengaged and opened his eyes. His eyes felt heavy and he just wanted to keep kissing Finn.

"Are you okay?" he asked. His existing relationship with the man was more important to him than his own desires. He didn't want Finn to be uncomfortable. Finn nodded and leaned in for more. Poe was determined to take this slow and to make sure that Finn was comfortable at every turn. He would have been perfectly happy with just kissing him, but Finn was tearing at his clothes, his fingers pulling at the fabric of his shirt. It seemed things would escalate pleasantly.

Finn lay curled up next to him, the blankets clutched up close to his face. Poe had noted it before, and he noted it now. Finn was a sweet sleeper. Very peaceful and serene. Poe lay awake, thinking over the last hour or so. He was happy. He felt satisfied. He hadn't thought things with Finn would come to this. He really cared about him, and he had liked him since the moment he met him. This was the culmination of months of hoping and crossed fingers and risky flirtation. And apparently Rey liked him too. Maybe he could have it all. But Dara, what about her? As if his arrant thought of her had summoned her, she appeared around the door of his room and stopped dead in her tracks when she saw the two men together in bed, in a state of undress. She looked shocked. Hurt. Poe sat up. He wasn't ashamed of what he had done. Dara had said they couldn't be together. He wasn't going to mourn their impossible love forever. But he still felt badly. Finn slept on. He wished he could have told her that this could have been her. But that sounded like such an asshole thing to say. He wouldn't apologise. When she had gotten her abject horror under control, she turned on her heel and left. Finn stirred in his sleep. Poe lay back down, and put an arm around Finn. Finn fell back into an easy sleep, and Poe continued to wonder what he was going to do about Dara and his COMPLETELY unresolved feelings for her.