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Kylo Ren wasn't even sure why he was at the bar in the first place. It looked so much like some of the places that his father had frequented, but this was something he was doing for Rey. He'd actually ended up growing fairly attached to her since she seemed to be his only friend right then.

He certainly hadn't expected anyone to speak to him, not outside of uncomfortable small talk. Then he'd heard his communicator go off and had found the messages from Poe.

He'd immediately been intrigued and even interested, but he figured it was only some kind of prank. He still thought it was, but he hoped otherwise. So he looked at the small group he was with, mostly people who had befriended Rey and were only putting up with his presence. "I'm going to get some air." He said to her, locking eyes with her for a moment before ducking his head and turning to walk outside into the night.

He leaned against the wall next to the door, waiting, keeping an eye on the door and sighing softly.

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He gave a slight nod before he started moving, bobbing up and down slowly for a few moments until he grew more accustomed to it. His hands slowly slid up and down Poe's thighs, squeezing a bit before he closed his eyes. He moaned softly, shifting and rocking down against the bed.

Groaning, Poe's hips shifted carefully, holding back from pushing fully into that beautiful heat. "You think about this, Ren? Mm? When you touch yourself?"

After a few more moments he pulled back, making a wet popping sound as he looked up at Poe. "I have before." He turned his head to kiss at the man's thighs again, biting lightly before crawling up over him. He straddled Poe, staring down between them and gasping at the friction when they rubbed together.

Sighing, Poe arched to rock up against him, pushing up to prop himself on his elbows, tugging Ren down for an eager kiss. "You're not bad," he complimented with a smirk.

He went into the kiss easily, cupping Poe's face before laughing. "I have a lot of room for improvement I'm sure." He said, kissing him again before sighing. "Maybe you could be my teacher."

"Heh," Poe laughed softly, nodding, "I could give it a shot. I don't like teacher though. Makes me feel old. How about partner? I'm sure you have things to teach too."

"Partner...I like that better." He said, tilting his head as he continued to rock his hips slowly. "Show me more." He murmured, kissing down his throat again before biting gently over his pulse, fingers pressing into his skin.

"Mm-" Humming in consideration, Poe found it rather difficult to concentrate, but nodded, gripping at Ren's thighs and encouraging- "Scoot up-" He guided him until he was kneeling over his chest, and Poe could lick a long line from the base of Kylo's cock to the tip. His hands skimmed over his hips, tracing over the jutting hip bones with his thumbs with a reverent sigh.

He did as told, easing his way up with a confused look on his face until that tongue licked out and his eyes rolled back into his head once more. Poe stroking him had felt amazing, but this was a whole different sensation, even if it was just the man's tongue. He shifted, bending forward a bit, but making sure he wasn't suffocating Poe so he could stroke through his hair. "Kriff..."

Poe was still mostly propped up on his elbows, lips curling into a smirk at Ren's curse and eyes flitting up in amusement. His lips parted, sucking at his crown with a soft hum, going slow so he didn't overwhelm the force user.

His eyes shut, hands tangling in Poe's hair, though he didn't do anything more than just pet through the locks as he focused on the feeling of those lips around him. He was glad Poe was going slow, he knew that if the man was doing his best to drive him crazy...well, he would have likely already came.

Cheeks hollowing, Poe pushed to take him deeper, head bobbing lightly, listening to each hitch in Ren's breath, reading his reactions and adjusting accordingly, wanting to work him up without pushing him over just yet.

He was using the best self control he had not to push further into Poe's mouth, not to hold him and thrust and just let go, but no. He wouldn't do that to the other man. Partners/<.i> It meant something and he was still working to want the other man to trust him, to believe he wouldn't hurt him again.

He seemed to be able to read that reigning in, and Poe hummed an encouraging sound, fingers curling at Ren's hip tugging lightly to convey that he can move. The trust was there.

He looked down at Poe, staring for a moment before blinking, a blush rising across his cheeks once more. He did move, slowly at first to work out just what he could do. He was a quick learner though and soon enough he was thrusting, though still carefully.

"Mmm-" Poe hummed his approval, moving in opposition to Ren's thrusts so that each movement drove him deeper. He could have pushed further, taken him into his throat, but he suspected if he did that would be the end of things right then, and he wanted to take what little time they had to really enjoy themselves.

Ren was panting softly, shivering as his hips gave little twitches every few thrusts. Finally his hand tightened in Poe's hair and he stopped his hips, shaking his head. "P-poe...we...we need to stop. I...I'm going to..." He bit his lip hard, almost drawing blood.

He pulled off, breathing heavy and smiling, laughing a little with a fond expression. "Sorry-" he panted.

"No...do-don't apologize." He said quickly, shifting off of him to lay beside him. He stared before leaning in and pressing their lips together again, cupping Poe's jaw before pressing their foreheads together.

"I have to say, I kind of like hearing you like that-" Poe noted with a smirk. Breathless and struggling with his words, so unlike the man from the interrogation chamber.

"Glad I could oblige." He teased back, kissing him again before laying on his back and biting his lip. He pulled Poe close again, thinking about something for a moment before speaking. "I had a dream about you once..."

"Mm?" Poe arched a brow calmly, but his expression was curious. "What sort of dream?"

He turned his head, staring at him for a moment. "I told you I thought about you. Like this. The dream was...this. Maybe not exactly, but we were being intimate." He said softly, shrugging and looking sheepish. "You rode me."

The pilot smirked, letting his eyes run openly down the length of Kylo's body, as though imagining it himself. "Did I? And you're sure it was a dream? Don't you force users see the future?"

He blinked for a moment before laughing and scrubbing a hand over his face. "Sometimes we can but its not...exactly rocket science. I've never actually had it happen to me." He said before pulling him close again. "Why? Are you saying it'll come true?"