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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 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?"

"Oh, I definitely foresee it in your future," he assured with a laugh.

He nudged the man, rolling his eyes a bit before laughing. "Yeah? Well, maybe you should let me calm down a bit first."

"Oh, now he has patience," Poe teased, but he smiled, rolling on his side and looking Kylo over with consideration. "You're one of the better drunk decisions I've made."

He looked at him, just staring for a moment. "Are you sure you won't end up regretting this?" He asked softly, shifting a bit before frowning and looking away. "I wouldn't blame you. I certainly don't expect..." He hesitated, glancing at him. "After this. After tonight...I don't expect anything."

Poe hesitated, and again looked uncertain when things took a more serious shift.
"That...is a question for tomorrow's Poe," he answered as diplomatically as he could manage. He couldn't really be sure how his feelings might change, especially concerning Kylo Ren.

And at that, he really should stop this. Get up and put his clothes on and tell Poe to find him when he was sober and sure because honestly, he didn't want to wake up the next morning to a man who hated himself because he'd slept with someone like him, but he didn't. He stayed right where he was because maybe he was a little selfish and he nodded instead of speaking up. He leaned in, kissing him.

Poe probably should have had the sense to do likewise, but even sober he was prone to reckless decisions, and he tried to lighten the mood with an encouraging smile, returning the kiss easily.

"Don't look so serious, come on. Where's that smile?"

He smiled then, chuckling and raising an eyebrow before dipping his head so he could start pressing kisses down the side of the man's throat again. He shifted, pressing against him before reaching down to grasp his cock, stroking slowly.

Groaning, Poe rocked into the touch, lifting his chin to give Ren better access. "So- what do we call you now?" he asked, voice hitching some. "Is it Kylo or...?" Well, he knows what Rey calls him.

He actually hadn't thought of that and he stopped, though he did keep his hand on the other when he pulled back and looked down at him. "Call me Ren." He wasn't comfortable going by Ben anymore. Not yet anyways and he didn't think anyone would want to call him Kylo.

It's mostly what he's been defaulting to, so that worked well enough for Poe, nodding shortly. "Right. Ren." He nosed at his jaw and pressed an encouraging his to his cheek.

He caught Poe's lips before he could pull away, kissing him slow and leisurely as he continued stroking Poe, getting even more confident and tightening his grip just a bit. He wanted to drive the pilot crazy.