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The demand had been a simple one, really. His helmet, his underwear and his boots. Okay, so maybe he'd been drinking a little, like Finn had asked originally, but it wasn't like he was drunk. Just drunk enough to make getting his helmet back a bit of a chore. In the end, he'd conned Jess into grabbing it for him while did his best to tidy up his quarters and if Jess had anything to say about the lube sitting next to his bunk, or the small box by it, she didn't say a word. In truth, she was pleased to see Poe jumping at the chance to be affectionate with someone. Sure, he was affectionate with damn near everyone, but she knew it was different with him and Finn.

Once Jessika had left after teasing him about not being able to walk the next day, he settled in to wait as he'd been told to, helmet perched atop his mussed hair. He wasn't a patient person by nature and now was no different. In the end, he settled in a chair by his desk, a holo in hand as he poured over a report from their earlier patrol flight. Even when he was off, he was often found working. If chided about it, he'd just claim it was a character flaw and laugh it off.

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Careful there. He shouldn't encourage this kind of behavior unless he was prepared in the event Finn became so used to it that he was calling the shots all the time rather than occasionally when Poe allowed him to. He was going to enjoy himself either way.

"Mm..." he hummed and rubbed his chin. "I dunno, man. I might have considered it if I hadn't found you working. You should have been standing at attention while you waited for me. So with that being said... No pizza for you, not right now, at least."

And as if to make a point, Finn moved the pizza to the other side of the bunk. This isn't getting to his head at all.

"So. What do you have that I can tie you up with?"

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There was a mock sigh from Poe as he watched Finn move the pizza out of reach. Sure, he might be hungry, but he knew Finn wasn't mean enough to keep him from eating and beside that, it might give him a chance to nibble on Finn's fingers later. That had potential and Poe liked potential.

Clicking his tongue as if to chide him, Poe walked to a chest that held some of his personal items and bent to open it and dig inside. Of course, he made a point to make sure his ass was angled to give Finn a good look at it before he came up with a coil of red jute. He held it out in his hand, offering both the rope and himself to the other. It was a silent show of trust and he knew Finn would get it.

"Should I ask how you want me or have you even thought about it?"

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Of course Finn stared as Poe bent over, even tilted his head to one side as he appreciated the very particularly way his boyfriend's underwear pulled with the angle and hugged at the curve of his ass just right. The front of his jeans may have tented just slightly from that little show alone.

"I've thought about it, yes." Finn was in no real rush to answer the question completely, however, as he examined the red rope he'd been given. "You always just keep this stuff lying around?" It's more of a tease and rhetorical question. Finn took Poe by the wrist, casually caressing the skin there as he tried imagine the rope binding him.

"I wanted to tie your wrists together behind the back of the chair. Is that okay?" He's asking because this is utterly new for him, and more importantly, he doesn't want do anything that'll make Poe uncomfortable, or worse, hurt him.

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As much as he was smiling, in truth, he was a little apprehensive. Since his return from the Finalizer, he'd had to deal with the thoughts and reminders of his time spent with the First Order and at first, it'd been hard. Nights passed without much sleep, but now, and here with Finn, he was wanting to push himself a bit. Who better to do it with than someone he trusted and loved?

That smile of his softened and he watched Finn in silence before he nodded and and pulled Finn's hand up so he could press a lingering kiss to his knuckles. His gaze never left Finn's face as he stepped back, lowering himself into the chair he'd just vacated.

"Just... don't tie me too tight, okay? I don't need anymore marks on my wrist. Jessika would harass me about it and I'd have to get her back."

They both knew that wasn't the real reason but Poe wasn't about to admit to his own nerves.

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Poe didn't have to admit to anything, Finn already knew what the real reasoning for the apprehension was that he did well at mostly hiding behind that charming smile of his. If it hadn't been for that kiss to his knuckles that Finn was taking as reassurance, he would have backed out of this altogether.

"Are you sure?" Finn knelt in front of Poe. "I mean, I could just feed you pizza and fuck the crazy out of you, anyway."

Idly, he ran a hand up and down one of Poe's legs. Now that he was thinking about it, it did seem kind of...strange. Reminded him of how he found Poe strapped down for interrogation and torture even if this was anything but.

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While Poe had charming smiles for all, only Finn got to see the little ones. They were something private and special and Poe wouldn't want to share them with anyone else. Nodding, he reached to glide his fingers along Finn's cheek before leaning down to kiss him in clear permission.

When he pulled back, he let his tongue tease at his lower lip before he leaned back once again.

"I guess I need the reminder than this can be for something good and I want to share that with you. It just comes with the added benefit of pizza."