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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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Breathing heavy, Poe push upright with a tired smile to wipe at the corners of his mouth with his thumb. "That was-"

"Yeah? So it was okay?" He asked, crawling back up next to him and stretching out. "I just...I liked that. A lot."

"It was more than okay," he praised, laughing at Ren's uncertain question. "You're a natural."

He smiled, blushing a bit before wiping off his mouth and moving close so he could press a kiss to Poe's lips.

Poe hummed into the kiss, pulling back a moment later. "We're running out of time, lay back," he encouraged.

He did as he was told, licking his lips before sliding his hands over Poe's hips. "What do you mean?"

Poe shifted, sitting up on his knees, looking down at Ren with a smile. "Maybe you're dreaming again," he teased cryptically, "Or ...maybe they don't rent these rooms by the night."

Improvising, he wet his fingers by sucking them into his mouth, twisting to work a finger into himself to help open up enough to fulfil that fantasy.

He swallowed at that, pushing himself up onto his elbows. "I could have paid for the room then...I wouldn't have minded." Especially if it meant they would have to leave soon. He didn't want to, he wanted to be able to stay with Poe for as long as the man would allow him. Even if that had only been until morning, when he woke up sober.

"..." Poe's lips curled at that, head ducking and he laughed softly. "You're welcome to go add more credits," he offered, gesturing to the door with his unoccupied hand, giving a pointed look down at Ren's current state.

He blushed, thinking that Poe was teasing him a bit so he laid back, taking a breath. "Forget it."

Poe sighed, and allowed himself a moment of sobering seriousness. "...We don't have to leave if you don't want. I just figured..."

"No...stop." He said, grabbing the back of his neck. "Its fine. I just...I thought we were staying until the morning. We don't have to. I'll go back to my ship." He pulled him into a kiss before touching him, hands moving to his ass and spreading him open.

Poe's expression twisted with something like guilt, leaning into the kiss with an apologetic hum. With Ren's help he worked in another finger, scissoring them with a muffled groan.

He moved his fingers closer, feeling how the man was stretching his hole with a groan. "Do you have...any type of lube?" He asked, hoping so otherwise he just couldn't. There was no way he wouldn't hurt Poe if they didn't have any.

"Mm-" he nodded, looking round for his discarded jacket. Poe stretched, but couldn't quite reach it, and looked to Ren. "Can you-?" he asked, waggling his fingers to indicate the force.

He stared for a moment before snorting and turning his head, hand reaching out. The jacket flew into it and he handed it to Poe. "Better?" He asked, brushing a thumb against the crown of his cock.

It was still a shocking display of power, and even after requesting it Poe was rather taken aback, giving a surprised laugh, and fishing through the pockets before finding what he was looking for.

"Got it."

He took the packet, opening it and drizzling lube over his cock and his fingers. He reached back then, staring up at him. "Let me help?"

"Mm-" Poe nodded and pulled his fingers free, offering a small smile. "You're still good?" he checked, wanting to be sure Ren hadn't changed his mind.

"I'm still good." He said, nodding before hesitantly reaching back with his slick fingers, watching Poe's eyes as he carefully pressed two into him, just like the pilot had already been doing. His brows furrowed a bit before widening at the heat and tightness, puffing out a breath as he set to exploring, to finding out just what would drive the other insane.

Poe sighed, eyes sliding close, and he rocked on the fingers with an encouraging sound. And then, a slight curl of Ren's fingers made him tense, gasp giving away that it was a good feeling, not out of fear or pain.

His eyes seemed to light up at the gasp and he quickly noted what he'd done, doing it again just to be sure. Then he asked. "Do...I need to add another finger?"

Poe groaned, breath hiccuping as Ren repeated the action, and he glanced down in consideration before nodding. "Yeah, probably for the best."

He did as advised, pressing a third finger in before his mouth went a little slack at just the thought of Poe riding him, with how it felt around his fingers, he could only imagine how good it would feel.

Ren worked him open, Poe's breath growing quick, and he smiled, face flush. "You ready for me?"