[ trail ] for your muse to start a trail of kisses down my muses neck. // finn ! sonderiism
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they almost never get any real alone time, there’s too much going on, too many people around, and they both have too much responsibility but sometimes, they do manage it. mostly they end up asleep, wrapped around each other and poe likes to pretend that for just a few moments when they’re behind a door like that the war isn’t happening. it’s the closest they’re likely to get to peace for a long time.
last night was one of those moments and usually poe would expect to be woke up early by someone calling them or pounding on the door. but that’s not what’s happening. instead it’s sun on his skin and finn’s lips on his neck and for a long, long moment poe assumes this is a dream. he’s had many like it before.
his arms comes up to wrap around the other man’s waist, tugging him closer like he can block out the oncoming day that way.
“ mornin’ to you too, sunshine. “