[ Poe snorts quietly, his focus unbroken. ] Finn might object to taking the roof off the apartment.
[ John's hips, John's thighs, John's scars. This one the jagged dip of flying shrapnel, this one a gunshot, this one a knife. It's a relief, Poe realizes, to be with someone who has these kinds of scars. No questions need to be asked about certain things. No explanations need to be given or refused.
This body is his to explore. It's not something borrowed for mutual pleasure. It gives Poe a little hitch in his breath to realize that, makes him breath a little faster with nerves instead of arousal. His fingers linger on one of the deeper scars, fingering the edge where hard tissue meets soft.
Next time they're together, he's going to look John in the eyes the way John looked at him this time. The new challenge. A harder one than most.
Not anymore, Poe thinks. Another flip-flop of nerves. ]
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[ John's hips, John's thighs, John's scars. This one the jagged dip of flying shrapnel, this one a gunshot, this one a knife. It's a relief, Poe realizes, to be with someone who has these kinds of scars. No questions need to be asked about certain things. No explanations need to be given or refused.
This body is his to explore. It's not something borrowed for mutual pleasure. It gives Poe a little hitch in his breath to realize that, makes him breath a little faster with nerves instead of arousal. His fingers linger on one of the deeper scars, fingering the edge where hard tissue meets soft.
Next time they're together, he's going to look John in the eyes the way John looked at him this time. The new challenge. A harder one than most.
Not anymore, Poe thinks. Another flip-flop of nerves. ]
I wish we could go flying.
[ No missions, no schedules, just flight. ]