A/N: There will be smut ;) So this chapter may not be sfw!

Chapter 14

Life Day

The lights twinkling softly in the dark were distracting to say the least. The landing lights had been hard to see and his armpits were wet with sweat. Flying a TIE was one thing, landing it, something else entirely. And still they could call themselves lucky to be cleared for landing at all, given they were flying a First Order vessel. But then again, Kaddak was a planet that belonged neither to the Republic nor the First Order, so what did the people here care who landed here? One TIE didn't mean trouble for anyone after all.

He shut off the engines and leaned back against his seat. Poe blinked and took a deep breath. "Ready to get out of this monstrosity?" he asked. They had spent the last two days stuck in this small space and Poe couldn't wait to get out of this thing. Finn had managed to get rid of his armour at some point, so he had to be at least a bit more comfortable than he had been when they both had first crammed themselves inside.

"You have no idea…"

Poe nodded and started checking that he had indeed turned off all the systems, while he saw an oversized bald human walking towards them through the viewport. He paused for a moment and closed his uniform tunic again. "Finn?"

"Yeah?"

"Could you put on your armour again? Just this once, I want that guy to take us for First Order. He might give us a better price for this thing if he doesn't think we're on the run from someone."

"And how the hell are we getting off this planet if you sell our ship?"

Poe shrugged. "I don't know… somehow. But you do realize that we don't have any credits to pay the landing fee, right?"

A sigh. "Fine!" Finn said grudgingly. "But the helmet is gone and I'm happy about that, alright?"

Poe couldn't help but chuckle. "Alright. I'm glad you're not wearing it anymore to be honest. Your voice sounded kind of creepy through the voice coder."

Finn scoffed. "This may take a moment…" he mumbled and Poe nodded. The bald man had already reached the TIE and was looking up at it with a scowl on his face. A droid brought a ladder and as soon as it was docked onto the hull, Poe got up and pushed the canopy open. "Follow me as soon as you can, okay? I'll try to get us a nice deal."

"Go ahead…" Finn muttered grudgingly as he snapped on the leg armour. "This'll be another minute at least."

"Fine by me," Poe winked down at him, grabbed the blaster hidden beneath the canopy and put it in the waistband of his pants before letting the tunic fall over it. "Take your time, buddy."

It didn't take too much effort lifting himself out of the TIE, but the icy air whipping him straight in the face made him wish for his coat… of course he couldn't have brought that with him, but for a moment he wished he'd had the time. He took a gulp of air nonetheless, happy to finally breathe something other than filtered artificial atmosphere for two whole days. Long space travels were far from convenient in starfighters, he concluded, hoping not to be forced to do this again anytime soon.

He immediately saw the man's face drop as he spotted Poe in his teal coloured Colonel's uniform. This was something at least, Poe thought and put on his most serious frown as he stepped onto the ladder and climbed down as gracefully as was humanly possible with his limbs feeling as rusty as they did. Through his viewport, he could still see Finn trying to put on his armour as quickly as possible.

"What's the First Order doing here?" he heard the man say in a high-pitched voice that didn't at all fit his appearance and almost made Poe want to start laughing out loud.

"I do not see why that would be any of your business," Poe said as soon as he reached the tarmac and folded his hands behind his back, glad to see that the man was smaller than him as well.

The man furrowed his brow and Poe knew immediately that he didn't not care much about being bullied around, but was sure as hell not going to start picking a fight with someone from the First Order in case he had back up waiting for him up in the outer atmosphere. "Well, what can I do for you then. How long will you be staying here?"

Poe wrinkled his nose the way he had seen Hux do it on numerous occasions whenever something in a meeting didn't go as planned. "I want you to buy this TIE off me. I need to get off world again as quickly as possible and this can simply won't do it! We ran into some trouble a couple of systems over-"

"Why aren't you wearing a flight suit then, Mister Big Shot!" The man moved to the left, trying to see inside the viewport and Poe grabbed him by the arm, applying more force than necessary.

"I said", he hissed, "it is none of your business!" He bent over the man and pushed him away forcefully. "You will not question the First Order!" Already he was feeling beads of sweat trickling down his spine, making him shiver in the cold wind, but this one action seemed to have bought him some time. This was getting risky, he knew, but they had to get away from here as quickly as possible, preferably with a couple of credits from a sale.

The man stumbled backward and Poe could see him fumbling for his blaster. A single red bolt of laser fire shot past Poe, sizzling the wet ground beneath the man's feet. "Don't even think about it!" Finn shouted.

Poe did his best to look like he knew this would happen, but he was glad Finn was there with him, watching his back, while at the same time he was wondering how many security cameras were trained on them right now and what it would take for the man's bodyguards to sweep in on them.

Nostrils flaring and face flushed in a violent shade of purple, the man let his hands fall again and he folded his arms. "And now what?"

"Listen, I know you're going to sell us out and give this TIE to the highest bidder. Why don't you cut us in to your profit and we can all part as friends."

The man bit down on his lip and Poe could practically see his mind working on what to do next. All the while Poe's heart was pounding in his ears and he had to practically force himself to keep his hands clasped firmly behind his back. He wasn't even feeling the cold anymore while he could only hope for the man to buy their story, or at least let them get out of here in one piece.

With a snarl, the man shrugged and waved at someone hidden in the circular structure they had landed in. So they hadn't been alone this time after all. Poe wouldn't have thought they were, but this meant at least that no one had taken Finn's threat all too seriously so no one was going to pounce on them now. They were taking them for the First Order people they were pretending to be. Good enough.

It hadn't taken the man more than a couple of minutes to negotiate the sale. Finn guarding the TIE with his blaster certainly gave the impression of him having the upper hand, since he could at any time shoot the inside of the craft and end the discussion permanently. The man was sure as hell going to sell the Starfighter to the Resistance or the Republic first chance he got and both were surely more willing to pay an exorbitant amount of credits for it, if it remained intact. In the end, Poe walked away from the landing platform with more credits in his pockets than he had ever held in his life and he knew, he just knew that they'd be able to afford buying a miniscule freighter with it. Maybe that would be where they should head next… the next spaceport to get away from this place before either the First Order or the Resistance caught up on them… but then both they and the ship they might acquire would be easy to track…

Stepping into the streets of Kaddak, cold wind still blowing in their faces, Poe turned halfway to look at Finn, who had to be better protected from the wintry air in his Stormtrooper armour than Poe was in his flimsy tunic. The barely visible smile on Finn's lips made Poe's heart flutter. They still weren't far enough away from the landing pad to talk openly he knew, and the people hurrying past them on the street to get to a different, warmer place as quickly as possible, barely provided enough cover, but he still returned the smile. "Shall we?"

As they started walking into a random direction, the people around them keeping their distance from them, Poe couldn't help but think that it was high time for them to shed their First Order costumes, because that was all their clothes were now… costumes. He turned a corner, wondering how many suspicious eyes had followed them. The alley he had turned into was lit by what appeared to be hundreds of tiny lights.

"What's up with those?" Finn asked beside him, as they slowly made their way into the alley, where only a handful of shop owners of various species held booths. "Not very efficient, is it?!

Poe grinned and shook his head. "Not really… but I think it's Life Day… or it's going to be soon. Looks like not even the lawless world of Kaddak is free from it."

"Lawless world of Kaddak." Finn snorted. "Good choice. Really."

Shrugging, Poe walked on, keeping a lookout for a stand from which they might get more efficient concealment. "Well, we can keep our heads down here for a day or two at least, before we do anything else. We both need a break after that trip, wouldn't you say?"

Finn nodded grudgingly. He hadn't complained once during the flight, probably not used to being allowed to do that, and Poe had kept his silence about the discomfort as well. After a couple of hours, circulation in their extremities had become a bit of a problem for the both of them and Finn had guided Poe through a couple of exercises to get him through this. Talking with Finn had been easy, just like it had always been and Poe was grateful for his company… but what would happen now that they didn't have to rely on each other as much anymore?

A spot of green caught his eye and Poe stopped dead in his tracks in front of one of the stalls. Several items of clothing were on display here and the prices seemed to be alright. He looked over at Finn, who merely shrugged. "I don't mind…" he said and immediately a humanoid with dry looking grey skin shot towards them and started babbling in a language Poe could barely distinguish as Huttese.

"I'm sorry!" He threw up his hands in a gesture of apology. "I don't speak that!"

The alien gestured at the piles of clothing next to her and kept gurgling, obviously trying to impress upon Poe the quality of her second-hand products.

Poe shook his head helplessly and looked at Finn. With a shrug, Finn reached for a black and a brown tunic and held them up. "How about these?" he asked, ignoring the alien's approving grunts. Poe nodded and reached for a pair of pants that wouldn't be as conspicuous as the teal coloured ones he was wearing now. Two identical coats lay haphazardly beneath and without hesitating he picked those up as well. He'd worry about size later but for now they both had to hide their clothes and that was all.

"Good choice!" Poe heard the humanoid hiss. The sharp pointed teeth were stark white in contrast to the almost black lips.

Poe counted out the credits he was carrying in his pocket and placed them on the stall. By the surprised guffaw the alien gave, he knew he was paying too much. How the hell was he supposed to know what these clothes were worth on a planet like this one? He didn't even want to think about whose corpse these had been salvaged from…

He took them quickly before he could change his mind about them and shoved one of the coats into Finn's arms. Without looking back, he kept walking and somehow managed to shrug himself into the beige monstrosity. It was far too big on him but it did its job well. Immediately he felt warm and judging from the smell he could be fairly sure that the alien had laundered the clothes before putting them on sale after all. "Let me hold these for you," he said, as they rounded another corner and held open his arms so Finn could give him the clothes he was carrying and wrap himself into the other coat.

"It's really light!" Finn said surprised as he shrugged his on and closed the buttons. "Wow! And so warm."

Poe couldn't help but laugh at this. "It looks good on you!", he said. "Really good." He bit his lip, unable to say anything else. The Stormtrooper armour was now hidden beneath the thick fabric, which was making him look softer somehow.

Finn furrowed his brow. "Shut up," he said quietly and started walking again so quickly that at first Poe had trouble catching up.

"What?! Did I say something wrong?!

"No?" It sounded like a question. Poe looked at Finn walking beside him. His long strides had receded to a slower pace. "Just…. I don't know."

Poe shrugged as he saw a vague smile rush over Finn's face. "If we stay together you have to get used to the occasional compliment, I'm afraid," he said, surprised by his own boldness. They rounded another corner and were in a larger street again, the crowds rushing by through the almost twinkling streets. He wouldn't have thought that a planet like this could even try to look festive for any occasion. This Life Day business seemed to be a bit of a big deal, even here…

As they walked on, pushing through masses of shoppers and would-be pickpockets, keeping the clothes they had bought close to their bodies, Poe felt a weird tension creep up his right arm, starting from his fingertips. The soft tingling sensation made them twitch and he felt unseemingly aware of them and also of something else. Not the urge to whip around, draw his blaster and shoot an as of now unknown enemy, but something else entirely.

Finn.

Finn was the one he was aware of.

Finn walking by his side, not heading in any particular direction with him, but their legs carrying them through the streets to a location they both didn't even know yet. And Poe didn't want to ask, he realized. It was clear that they needed to look for shelter to get out of the cold as soon as possible, but for now he was alright with doing this. Just this…

His fingers started reaching out without a conscious thought. Something invisible was drawing them towards Finn and before he had even touched the other's skin, he felt Finn's hand close around his own. Warm and firm. Strong. He had never felt like this… so sure of himself. Of what he was doing… this was right. Even the regret of having killed those pilots vanished in the sudden haze of glory of no one caring about who he was walking along the street with. Whose hand he was holding. That he felt the need to hold someone's hand at all!

Finn caught his eye and the grin on his face made Poe almost want to start skipping like a little kid. He squeezed Finn's hand and as Finn stopped, he felt a sudden twinge at the pit of his stomach. Their eyes didn't unlock for even a second, as Finn moved over to the side of the road, knocking over a pile of trash lying there and not even noticing. He pulled Poe with him, who immediately wrapped his free arm around Finn's torso. Only now did he realize what being free of the Order could actually mean.

Yes… he had been open about his relationship to Morap when they had been on missions together, but this was so different. They didn't have to worry about hiding whatever it was they were feeling once they got back, simply because there was no going back.

Staring straight into Finn's eyes was all he could do and he only barely remembered to breathe. They were free. For now at least they were free. Eventually the First Order would broaden their investigation and send head-hunters after them to this world and so many others, but until then; until they had caught up to them, he and Finn were free.

"Do you want-" Finn began and Poe interrupted his speech with a kiss that didn't last long enough, but wasting time here probably wasn't a great idea. If you remained stationary in the streets of a planet such as this one, you were sure as hell not going to last too long.

"To get inside? Yeah, I'd like that. Good thinking."

Finn chuckled and his thumb moved gently over the back of Poe's hand. The touch still feeling out of place and so infinitely right. Handholding had never been a thing between him and Morap. This was new and so strangely satisfying and intimate that he felt himself blush.

"What?"

"Let's get inside, Dameron."

Poe scoffed, but before he could step away from Finn, Finn had pulled him closer again, pressing their lips together and immediately Poe felt all tension leave his muscles. This was too good, too sweet to simply ignore or pull away from.

After what seemed like forever, Finn managed to do what Poe couldn't have done. Their lips parted and at once the icy wind started biting his skin again.

His hand remained warm in Finn's as they started making their way into the rest of the crowd again and despite his teeth chattering, Poe didn't feel like he was freezing.

The room they had finally managed to rent for the next three nights belonged to an ancient hotel which must have been family owned since before the beginning of the Clone Wars. The humans owning the place had somehow managed to keep their business afloat on a planet that was ruled by an assortment of ever changing gangs and their leaders. Poe didn't even want to know how they had managed it, but the stern look on the woman sitting in the reception area told him that she was not someone easily crossed. At least she had handed Finn the key card for their room straight away and the smell of the place suggested that while the hotel may not look like much, it was still cleaned regularly.

As the door to the small room with its massive bed and simple wooden furniture slid shut behind him, Poe heaved a sigh of relief and he couldn't help but laugh as he looked up at Finn. They had done it! They had come so far! In what seemed like the blink of an eye, they had moved from being nothing but links in the giant war machine that was the First Order to being free off it, shedding it like skin they had never fit into.

Grinning widely, Finn dropped the clothes he was holding to the floor and Poe did the same. Deliberately, Finn stepped closer to him again, running his hand through Poe's hair. "I liked it longer," he said quietly.

Poe cocked his head and put his hands on Finn's cheeks, admiring again the dark eyes that held so much promise. Promise of a future they might actually have now, even if Finn decided to leave first chance he got. "Hair tends to grow, you know that, right?"

Chuckling, Finn moved his hands over Poe's shoulders to his chest, making Poe shiver slightly as the tension started freezing him in place again and it took him a moment to find it in him to relax. This was Finn, he told himself. Finn who had risked everything by running away. He was brave and honest and he obviously trusted Poe. Not only staying with him through the darkest night of his life, but also warning him of his superiors, offering Poe the last opportunity to speak to his mother… all those things meant something, if not everything.

He let Finn open the dark grey buttons of the oversized coat without taking his eyes off Poe's, an expression on his face that was so serious, so determined… Poe could practically see the thoughts racing through Finn's mind, even if he didn't even have a chance of distinguishing them.

"What are you thinking?" he asked as Finn pushed the coat over Poe's shoulders.

Finn's lips parted slightly and Poe could practically see him trying to find the right words. Gently, Poe put his hands on Finn's grabbing them tight and holding them firmly in his own.

Finn swallowed visibly. "I'm not sure…" Finn said. "I've never… well to be honest, back with the Order the people I've been with and I… we never had time to spare for this. We had to be… quick."

If only Poe could have found this even remotely funny he would have laughed, but his lips didn't even twitch. Instead, he felt his gut twist in disgust and he wished he had done something about Finn's situation sooner. But he had been too afraid… too afraid to act… too stunned by his own inability to do anything about his own life that he hadn't even thought about the life the Stormtroopers lead. "We don't have to do this now," he said. "Any of it! We have time right now, but if you don't feel like it, if you don't want to rush into anything... it really doesn't even matter if time runs out tomorrow and we end up not doing anything."

"You're good with speeches, huh?"

"Oh, shut up!" Poe's face flushed again, pulling Finn's face close to his own, kissing him, teeth nipping softly at Finn's lower lip, producing a soft, surprised sound that made Poe pull away immediately. "Sorry!" he rushed to say, only to find Finn laughing at him.

"You're such an idiot! Way to ruin the mood!" Poe declared laughing himself, walking past Finn with a smile on his lips, shrugging off his uniform tunic and tossing it on the floor. He would never have dreamed of doing this ever before, but right now it felt good. Liberating. At the same time, he felt Finn's gaze upon him, making him feel more self-conscious than he had been in a very long time. His neck grew hot, as he grabbed his undershirt by the hem and started pulling it off as well. If Finn wanted to continue this, he would have to start over.

"You keep saying sorry for the stupidest things!" Finn laughed and Poe heard him stepping closer and a second later Finn wrapped his strong arms around him, the duroplast cutting right into Poe's skin, but for the moment Poe didn't mind. Simply being held like this was enough for now.

"Maybe," Poe mumbled, disentangling himself from Finn and sitting down on the bed, finding it extremely soft and even more creaky. "But you have to admit that it's charming," he grinned, leaning back to even more creaking.

Finn scoffed and shrugged, taking off the duroplast plates from his arms and letting them fall to the ground right on top of Poe's uniform tunic. "I wonder what your definition of charming is," he said quietly without taking his eyes off Poe for even a second, whose heart was beating ever faster. With every piece of armour Finn let fall to the ground, he felt the tension between them rise to a level he hadn't quite anticipated.

"How are you really?" Finn asked, as the last piece of armour finally clattered to the floor and he climbed over Poe, his weight making the bed creak in a high pitched and long drawn out screech. "I mean…"

Poe nodded, his throat tight. "I know what you mean," he said quietly, raising a hand to touch Finn's face again. He couldn't get enough of it, of stroking his fingertips over those cheeks, those eyebrows… he swallowed and shook his head. "I don't know…. I…" he shut himself up before he could say anything else that might push Finn away, which was the last thing he wanted to do. "I can't think about that right now," he admitted, Finn's face hovering so close to his. "But I'm breathing, aren't I? We're here… and safe… kind of and-" his useless stammering was cut off sharply, when Finn leaned in again kissing him with a ferocity that made Poe forget to breathe for a moment. He let himself slide back, heard the bed creaking even more, as Finn followed him and couldn't hold back a laugh at the sound of it.

"I really hope these walls are sound proof…" Poe mumbled, breaking off the kiss and wrapping his legs around Finn to stop him from moving too far away. This was good, he realized. Way better than he would have anticipated and he sure as hell didn't want it to end here. The heat rising in his face and Finn's hot breath against his lips didn't help much in diffusing the tension either.

"I wouldn't count on it." Laughing, Finn let his one hand slide over Poe's torso, making him shiver with anticipation, before pushing him gently back against the rough sheets. "But I can be quiet…" He whispered, lips almost touching Poe's.

"Don't be," Poe rasped, clutching Finn's face close to his, their eyes so close that they were all Poe could see. His brown eyes almost black with a desire that made Poe's insides clench and unclench at the same time. "Whatever happens… don't hold back on my account if you feel like it…"

Finn moved in closer, his knees pressing against Poe's sides, making Poe want to pull him even closer, to feel Finn's entire weight on him. Moving his hands over Finn's shoulders and chest, he let his fingers slowly glide to Finn's lower body, pulling gently at the black shirt. "Come closer," he whispered, sliding his hands under the hem of Finn's shirt. The softly tugging tension of his gut taking his breath away as Finn crowded in on him, lips trailing his jaw and making him close his eyes.

With every shifting of their bodies, however slight it might be, the bed protested in a way that made Poe grin wider every time and his heart was leaping already, even if none of this was even remotely funny or how he had imagined it would be. When Finn had finally stripped them both of the rest of their clothing, throwing them away in a pile on the floor, Poe couldn't help but gasp at the faded scars in Finn's body, the lines slightly lighter than the rest of his skin, but clearly visible.

"What did they do to you?" His voice was trembling as he sat up, ignoring the faint throbbing in his thighs and reaching up to put his hand on Finn's sides.

Finn shrugged, not quite meeting Poe's gaze, instead staring straight at Poe's chest. "It's not that big a deal. Everyone has them… it's how the children are taught how to sit upright at mealtimes or during lessons…"

Poe's throat grew tight as he moved his fingertips along the parallel lines that indicated where what must have been horribly sharp wires had been wrapped around Finn's torso years and years ago.

Fighting back the urge to apologize again for something he had no control over, or express his regret of this happening to Finn, he swallowed the sob that was fighting its way up his throat. Closing his eyes, he moved his lips over Finn's skin, kissing every inch of it as delicately as possible. The accompanying sound as Poe pushed Finn back against the mattress was more of a wailing sound this time and the tears running down his face, the pain ripping at his chest at the sight of this monstrosity kept him going. Feeling Finn's cock pressed tight against his chest, he kept trailing kisses along the lines Finn probably couldn't even feel anymore. Talking about this wouldn't make anything better, he knew, but he also couldn't shut out the images of Finn being tied up like this, sharp wires cutting into his skin every time he didn't sit upright. Life at the orphanage hadn't been simple or easy either, but he couldn't remember anything more severe than a minor beating happen to one of his comrades.

"I'm fine, really…" he heard Finn say, Finn's hand in his hair again. "Don't be upset about this, please. It was a long time ago."

Poe took a deep breath and looked up at Finn, his chest contracting painfully when their eyes met. "Still… I hate to know that you were hurt like this…"

Shrugging again, Finn took Poe's chin in his hand and pulled him up again. Before he knew it, they were brushing each other and Poe had to close his eyes for a moment to regain his focus. When he opened them again, he could see small beads of sweat on Finn's forehead and he bent lower to kiss his brow, Finn's hand sliding down his back, making him whimper slightly when he touched his bottom, cupping one cheek firmly.

"That part's over now, isn't it though?" Finn asked and Poe nodded slightly. Yes it was, and they had time to talk about these things if they wanted to… If…

Poe swallowed once more, guiding his hand over Finn's chest, trailing his fingertip over Finn's nipple. Gasping for air, Finn closed his eyes, his hips twitched upwards, making Poe press his forehead against the crook of Finn's neck. "Finn," he mumbled, already out of breath, as he reached down grasping Finn's cock firmly in his hand, enjoying the sensation of hot, slightly wet skin as he stroked his thumb over the tip.

He bit on his lip to hold back a laugh as the bed creaked again slowly, Finn thrusting into his hand ever so slightly and he felt the words forming in his throat before he even knew he was going to say them. "May I?"

Finn's hand tugged at his hair, making a shiver run down his spine. Poe kept stroking Finn, while slowly trailing his lips along Finn's jaw, moving down over his chest, wondering how this could really actually be happening. He only stopped his movement, to kiss Finn's tip, tasting the sweet saltiness, the sound he got out of Finn for this was making him want to kiss Finn again. To taste his lips, his skin, all of him. Looking up at Finn again, his eyes burning, he slowly made his way down, his fingertip circling the entrance slowly, but without ever taking his eyes off Finn for a possible reaction that would tell him to stop.

"What are you-" Finn rasped, shutting his eyes tightly and moaning quietly, when Poe kissed his tip again, sucking on it gently, while at the same time slowly dropping one of his fingers inside of his partner, making Finn's thighs shake and his hips jerk upwards into Poe's mouth again. This was so far from the protest Poe had been worried about, the soft groaning of the bed as Finn kept moving between his lips far from funny anymore. Poe's heart was racing, as he buried his finger deeper inside him and Finn's eyelids fluttered, a soft, barely audible moan escaping his lips. The next moment Finn had buried his hands in Poe's hair, creating a wave of pleasure that shot down Poe's back.

Placing one final kiss on Finn's tip, Poe slid upwards again, pressing his chest close against Finn and caressing Finn's neck with his lips. "Do you want me to keep going?" he asked breathlessly as their cocks touched again, the tension in Poe's lower body making his knees weak. Nodding ever so slightly, Finn let go of Poe's hair, guiding his hand almost hesitantly over his chest to Poe's stomach and then his abdomen, taking Poe's cock in his hand gingerly and immediately Poe's eyes fell shut. Their lips clashed again, Finn's arm wrapped tightly around him and his hand moving too expertly for Poe to hold out much longer. Breathing heavily, he broke off the kiss, he looked down at Finn, ignoring the soft creaking of the frame, as he shifted his weight and took Finn's hand to move it so they were both holding each other.

Finn's eyes were almost black, his lips slightly parted, as Poe started moving slowly against him, the friction in combination with the soft smile starting to spread on Finn's face almost intoxicating. Cutting off his own moan of pleasure as Finn started moving with him, picking up his pace, evoking sounds from the bed that must tell everyone in the near vicinity what they were doing, Poe pressed his lips against Finn's once more, almost drowning in the kiss and the storm of euphoria raining down on him as Finn came in his hand, their fingers touching, their hands providing the exactly right amount of pressure. Poe felt his own drawing nearer and let Finn take over, allowing Finn to push him on his back, guide his hand over his cock, while Finn's lips were firmly on his. The sound of Finn's name as he came was drowned in the kiss that Finn didn't even break for a single second.

Completely out of breath, shaking from the aftershock of what had happened, Poe wrapped both his arms tightly around Finn, nestling his nose against the crook of Finn's neck. He could feel Finn's heart racing at about the same pace his own was, as they lay there, their legs entwined in a jumble of limbs that wouldn't be easy to untangle.

Finn's warm breath stroking his neck, Poe sighed. He leaned back his head to look into Finn's eyes, stroking his hand over his head and touching their noses together. "How are you feeling?" he asked and the smile he got as a first response made his own lips twitch up into a foolish grin.

"And I thought getting out of the TIE felt good," Finn replied, moving his hand up Poe's chest and cupping the back of his head.

Poe laughed, kissing Finn briefly. "You're amazing," he mumbled, moving closer to Finn, his toes moving over the back of Finn's foot.

"Yeah, well, you chose well I suppose…"

"I'd say you chose me." Poe's grin became a soft smile, thinking back to the feeling of being pulled out of imminent danger by this man, whose strong arms were keeping him warm and safe. "Happy Life Day anyway…"

"Happy Life Day. If this is how it's celebrated I sure as hell won't complain."

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