Characters: Finn, Poe Dameron, BB-8

Pairing: Stormpilot

Words: 687

Summary: Finn can't pay attention to anything Poe says because his attention is drawn to something else...

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Poe's lips moved and moved, words falling from them like poetry.

Finn could barely keep track of what the man was talking about because of those lips. He just couldn't stop staring at them. Without control, he found himself glancing down at them every few seconds. Too lost in his admiring to even care if Poe noticed.

"Finn?" He was startled by Poe's sudden loudness and he snapped out of his trance.

"Yeah?" He mumbles, making eye contact with Poe, trying to hide his embarrassment.

"You all right?"

"Yeah, keep going." He nods with a smile, letting him know he could continue on with whatever the hell he was talking about, Finn still didn't know.

Poe was confused by Finn's actions but he shrugged it off, continuing to talk nonsense to him.

Once again, Finn's eyes trailed back, this time, he seemed to be even more invested in the man's lips. They looked so soft, so plump; he wondered how they would feel against his own. He pictured it in his head; Poe moving slowly towards him, lightly brushing their lips together before deepening the kiss, hands exploring each other, neck kisses... he had to mentally slap the thought from his brain as it was taking over his better judgement.

Poe was only just starting to catch on to his stare and well, being the person he is, he decided to take advantage of this.

Every now and then he would lick his lips, watching Finn's reaction with a smirking face.

He was driving Finn insane. He wanted nothing more than to grab the man's face and lunge towards his lips at full force. It took all of his willpower to keep from doing it because he was scared of rejected and being embarrassed. He didn't know if Poe was into him or if Poe even liked the same sex, but it didn't stop Finn from dreaming.

Poe just wouldn't shut up; Finn was starting to get angry. The urge to kiss him would only grow more each word that fell from his lips. He was on the edge, about to crack but then,

Beep boop beep.

"Beebee-Ate, what is it?" The two turned their attention towards the buzzing droid, Finn mentally thanking it as it kept him from doing something he would have regretted.

"General Leia? What for?" Finn watches between the two, he had no idea what the droid was saying but it looked important as Poe was bent down slightly, listening to the droid with furrowed brows.

"Okay, I'll be there in a second, go on." Finn watches as the orange and white droid wisps away in a flash, beeping and buzzing.

Once it's out of sight, he looks up to see Poe staring at him, a grin on his face, "I have to go, duty calls." Poe speaks up, watching Finn carefully as his features fall in disappointment but he was secretly revived knowing that his leaving means he won't end up embarrassing himself by doing something stupid... like kissing him.

"Okay, I'll see you later then." Finn nods and Poe smiles before turning to walk away.

Finn's gaze follow his every step, watching his careful strides. Finn's face fills with confusion as he suddenly watches Poe turn around and run back towards him.

He barely has time to process what was happening when Poe grabs his face in his hands and their lips attach. Finn's eyes widened in shock before he eventually closes them, relaxing into the kiss.

The kiss; it was everything he imagined and more. Poe's lips felt like heaven against his own and he felt his knees grow weak each second that passed.

After what felt like an entirety, Poe pulled away from the kiss, opening his eyes to meet his. He pressed his forehead against Finn's, their breaths mingling as they struggled to keep them even.

Poe speaks up, "That's what you get for staring at them." He whispers, confirming that he did, in fact, notice Finn's staring. "Maybe you should do it more often."

Poe places one last gentle kiss on Finn's lips before turning on his heel and walking from his sight leaving Finn in a state of awe.