ownerofbb8 | Open RP Post

So the First Order basically made them out to be the good guys. That's a really crazy story but at the same time one that they wanted others to believe. You all needed something or someone to believe in. The New Republic has their own side to things. But really... if you wanted to know about Lord Vader and how he was. You should sit with General Organa. [If she really wanted to tell more tales. She may need it anyway. A way to escape or even to tell someone like Finn the story from her side too. The Resistance was important for finding the Jedi, for finding Luke. Rey would be on that mission from now on.]

I'm not sure why anyone would build something such as those two things. They bring distraction with them. Blowing up planets and moons. It's scary. Did you really know that's what you were doing? Did you really want that kind of life? [He glances over at Finn and he puts a hand on his shoulder giving it a gentle squeeze.] Whatever you were apart of. You left that behind. You are here now. There's no judging.

[He laughs a little.] Oh? So, you hearing me breathing, helped you get a few winks of sleep? [There's an even wider smile forming.]

She's actually who gave me the history to read up on. We've... talked a few times. [He gave a bit of a bashful smile from saying that.] I'm slowly getting past that 'she's scary' stage, I think. [She's hurt. She's lost so much and yet she fights on. He now just really admires her.]

[Ah, but yes, he sighed, shaking his head.] It's how we were raised. We knew what we were doing because that was how we were raised. Taught that way. Think of it this way, if you were born and raised to believe that your flight suit is blue, and that every color that is like it is blue, but then someone came a round and said it was dark orange? Would you believe them? After all, everyone you know and live around knows it as blue. [The hand on his shoulder felt warm. Comfortable.]

Something broke. I actually thought something was wrong with me, Poe. How twisted is that? I thought I didn't fit in. Then I realized... I don't. And didn't want to. It was like one huge panic attack until we hit Jakku.

[he let out a deep sigh, as if saying it all made him feel a little better at least. And then he chuckled, running a hand over his face and hiding his smile a bit.] Yeah, well, don't read much into it, Dameron. I just happen to like that you were still breathing.

[Yeah, that's his story]

She's not scary. She's a very brave woman. [Poe would even go on to say that if it weren't for her. He wouldn't be here but Finn might already know that. General Organa would heal over time but she's been through so much already and continues on.]

It makes sense when you put it that way. If you are born and raised one way, made to think that way too you wouldn't believe anyone. Somehow you broke yourself out of it. Managed to get yourself off the Star Destroyer too and ran from them. They wouldn't come here unless they knew where to look. There's no running now. Perhaps Jakku helped you in some kind of way. Maybe it was the place that needed to save you so that you can do what you need to do. I know that you didn't want to go back there for your own reasons. You got caught up in my mess with getting the map back here. It's still gonna be a great story to tell when you're ready.

[Poe elbows Finn in his side before sitting back on the bed, his back against the wall as he looks at the other; mostly staring at his back.] You come in here saying you can't sleep because you are used to hearing things. You then say that you could hear my breathing back in that maze. I could have offered an easy solution to help you sleep. [There's a small smirk on his face though. It's probably a trap Finn.]

I think we've already been through the we're alive stage.

I said I was getting over that part. [He said with a nervous chuckle regarding the General. He was smiling though. He really was getting over that aspect. She was trying her best, too, in her very limited spare time, to know him. At first he just thought she wanted more information, but then he realized she was talking with him, not to him. It was nice.]

[When the other talked about getting off the star destroyer, and no running now, he just nodded a few times, rubbing at his neck and sighing.] It's not that great a story to tell. [He said softly, turning a bit to look back at Poe as he leaned back on the wall.]

[And then that comment.]

[That smile.]

[That damn smile. It always managed to get his attention instantly. It was no doubt a trap, but he couldn't help but ask.] Could have offered? [A tone that said 'what could you have offered?' to go with the dubious raised brow.]

[There was a faint smile on his lips though at the last part] Yes, well... I happen to like that stage.

I'm happy that you are. [Because he would have been sad if Finn continued to be frightened of General Organa. Poe really hoped that Finn could break out of this. He has witnessed it watching his face bright up into a smile over things. It seemed almost forced at times but it seemed to be getting more natural.]

[He shakes his head a bit at that.] You may think that. I get to tell people that a stormtrooper got me off the Star Destroyer. [Poe would have still taken his chance with this one. If he hadn't... he may have never got out of the Star Destroyer. He may have even died on Jakku instead of surviving. Things could have gone a lot more different.]

[And there's the innocent question that Poe wanted to hear.] You could sleep here. It's a tiny space but at least then you would be able to sleep.

I do too, buddy. I hope it stays that way.

[Generals, or others of rank, generally were something you needed to keep an eye on and always be at attention around. Once his brain connected that General Organa was one of the leading officers for the Resistance he got a bit on edge, but the woman was amazing. He'd never felt as if anyone has paid attention to EVERY word he said until her. He's... getting better about it.]

[And he will get over all the small things. Slowly. He's shown a lot of leaps and bounds as it is. After all, these people are exactly what he was trained to kill and dislike, and yet he liked everything about them.]

Yeah, well, I'll let you go about telling the stories then. [He wasn't much of a story teller anyhow. He'd leave that to the charming one that everyone loved.]

[And then that answer. About sleeping here. Finn was sure his cheeks darkened at that. Both brows shot up as a well, looking back at the other.]

Because I haven't already intruded enough? [though the idea was tempting, but mostly because he wanted to be around the other more. He's still figuring out why, really.]

[This General wouldn't order harshly she would give duties. Things that would provide them with tools they may need. Finn could still go around and do other duties. There had to be something that he could do instead of just sitting on his hands and do nothing.]

Me? Are you sure you want me to tell them? I could tell them how I saw you. [There was something there in Finn that he could trust. Poe didn't really what to dwell on the what ifs.]

[He leans a little forward staring right at Finn with a wide grin.] Who said you were intruding? Those words never left my mouth.

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[He wasn't doing nothing, while waiting around, he was researching, learning. Taking in information. There was a lot to learn, and a lot of things he had to relearn. Things he found the resistance did that seemed backwards to him. And, there was the idea he was secretly working on with the general, about finding youth training facilities and rescuing kids before they end up troopers.]

[So, not at all sitting on his hands and doing nothing, but he still felt like he had a lot of free time while 'recovering']

Maybe you're right. [He said coolly, turning to sit on the bed sideways, one leg resting on the bed now. A small smile on his face] If you tell them how it is you'll some how build me up oddly and not actually tell about the coward who was sweating up a storm as he tried to hijack the Resistance's best pilot for his own.

[He bit his lip unconsciously though, as Poe was in his face with that grin. Damn it, Dameron... teasing or not, did he know what that grin did to people?] I showed up uninvited. That's an intrusion, Dameron. [He said as coolly as he could manage, trying not to actually grin back at the man.]

[If Finn could find those facilities it would be good for him. He would be able to do something about it versus waiting around for something to drop in his lap. The ex-trooper needed something to distract him.]

I think I will tell them that I thought you were taking me to Kylo Ren. I thought I was truly a goner at that point Finn. Until you asked me your question. [He grins.] I can tell them that you were nervous about what you were doing. It was crazy. You had to keep yourself calm.

[Poe probably knows what it does. He is probably grinning on purpose at this very moment.] You knocked. I invited you in. I don't consider that an intrusion at all. If you came in here without knocking and flung open the door... that's intruding. [The pilot scoots a bit forward to close the slight gap between them.]

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See, you're already making me sound like more of a hero then I was. I can't trust you tell tell this story. Clearly I'll have to do it myself, or not at all. [He said, though he said it with a bit more of a teasing smile. Maybe a bit more at ease then he had been when he first stopped by.]

[It's the grins. The smiles. He know it has to be. They put him at ease.]

I suppose, this time, you did invite me in. [He did give in to that much. He also noticed Poe got closer. That thing with his chest happened again, tightening the way it did when Poe flirted with him and he wasn't quite sure how to take it.] And... invited me to sleep over. [he said with a curious look on his face, and a slight smile coming back. How does he know when this man is serious and not just being... charming?]

You were a stormtrooper, now you're not. You paint the picture however you want. I will still tell them my side of the story. Everyone will be excited for it. [He shakes his head while smiling even more. It seemed Finn could have a small sense humor. That was truly a good thing. When Finn was still being all cool and mannered as he is so used to being. Seeing that little break in the barrier was nice.]

I did. I could have not answered the door. I did tell you to come by whenever. Why take that back? [Poe knew that he could easily show the other he was being serious. He just didn't know how the other would react. Would he want it? Even if not, at least he would know.] I was being serious about that. You were talking about how you liked my breathing. Maybe you could hear something else.

[Like... his heart beat, maybe? If Finn could hear it now it would be pounding a little heavier. Even though he may seem calm on the surface, his own emotions were there too, slowly burning in the pit of his stomach.]

[He gave a small snort of a chuckle at that.] Of course they'll be excited. Everyone's excited to hear the great Poe Dameron tell stories. [He did have a sense of humor, somewhere inside. It had been learning to grow more as well. Allowed to grow now. It took him a bit to pick up on social ques is all. At least being around Poe gave him a chance to feel a bit more confident.]

[Even if right now he wasn't so sure on himself.]

You... did say when ever. I just... didn't intend to intrude this late--ah, not, intrude. [he corrected before Poe could. Speaking about breathing, he still was, right? Ah, yes, good. Still breathing, still talking. Poe was close enough that he thought he could almost feel the others breath.]

Hear... something else. [He wasn't questioning, more like repeating it softly, as if thinking about it. Thoughtlessly biting the inside of his lip, he glanced up to the other, not realizing he too was kind of leaning nearer.] If you're... serious. Maybe I wouldn't... mind taking you up on that offer. I can... try not to be in the way.

Usually they just like stories about winning. [He chuckles while being maybe blushing a little. Poe's stories would always be exciting. All the fights, how they survived, everything about it is an exciting adventure for someone else to hear.]

[He's really glad that Finn was opening up a little at a time. Being more confident in the person he was now and going to be.]

Yeah, I never put a time frame on it. It's nice that you did come by. I didn't know that you'll actually come. [It was the truth. After he had invited Finn; he thought it might have been for not. When the other showed up tonight, it was a nice change of pace. Poe was dangerously close to him; he could be feeling his breath.]

[The pilot gives a soft laugh as he leans his head in more and he presses his forehead against Finn's. His eyes stare into the other's.] Why do you think you'll be in the way? I don't think you are.

Winning does make it a better story. [He said with that soft smile back. He was getting better at this. At talking to people, and being around people, and relaxing. There were still things on his mind, that were hard to get around. He still felt the panic well up when he didn't know what to do or how to fix something. But he was getting better. Poe helped. A lot.]

[He's the first person who seemed to be okay with him. Who... humanized him. That was a first for him. Being human.]

I wasn't sure if you were just being polite. [He said truthfully. Close, so close. He felt his heart racing as if he just got out of a really tough simulator fight. It was as the others forehead touched his that he felt as if he'd been shocked. Electricity running down his back. Poe might even have felt him shiver a moment, but he didn't pull away.]

I... don't know. [he said to why he thought he'd be in the way. he said it on a breath, finding he wanted to be closer. He liked the feel of the other, the warmth from him. Forehead to forehead, so close.] What... are you doing to me? [He asked on a whisper, because he felt like the other was drawing him in some how. His nose bumped the others on mistake, eyes closing and wanting what ever it was that Poe was doing, to just happen. Because clearly this was all Poe's doing.]

[Everyone loved heroes too. It was easier to keep moral up that way too. Poe had to trust in his skills and trust everyone else. He could have thrown that all away if he didn't feel something about Finn. There was something there that whatever happened with Finn, that it could happen back to him. It seemed to be that stupid pull. Who truly was the trouble magnet? Him or Finn? They were both there when things happened. Perhaps it would always be that way.]

[Poe really didn't understand why everyone had to be numbered to be uniformed. It was strange to even hear what Finn said when he told him his name. The other accepted the name Finn, he could have picked anything else after that. Yet, the name stuck around for the ex-trooper.]

We're friends. Friends visit each other in the late night hours. [Sometimes those friends seek out more than just friendly conversation at times. They've done that a lot on base when they happened to walk into each other. They never really had a private moment like this. It was... exciting, thrilling in a way. He could feel that small shiver but he didn't pull away.]

Making you feel. [It was the only answer he could really come up with what he was doing to him. Poe could have been pulling him in, slowly hinting for more. Yet, even the pilot held himself back a little, the bumping of the nose was more than enough for him. Poe only had to tilt his head a bit, before closing that last bit of distance. His own eyes closing as his lips met and pressed softly against Finn's. There really was no turning back now.]

[A pair of trouble magnets who didn't take blame for the trouble they pulled in. At least it had been working out for them both, so far.]

[As for his name, why would he have changed it? It was given to him and he liked it. Others picked up nicknames but he never had. This... felt like a real name. That was given to him. That made it better.]

I learn something new every day. [He said softly to friends visit each other in the late night hours. It had been a lot of chance meetings or run-ins. Finn generally knew where to find him in the hanger, of catching the other at a table in the mess hall. They were always around pilots, or soldiers, or techs, or anything else around on base. This was much more private.]

[The comment though. That couldn't be more true, and after he said it, it kind of clicked just how true that was. Finn hadn't really... had any kind of contact like this when with the First Order. He knew some snuck off for things, but it never lasted long, it was never really a thought, and yet here he was taking in the closeness of the person he considered his best friend, absorbing the warmth and feelings he could feel from the other.]

[It felt as if his heart had stopped when he felt Poe's lips to his own, light and kind of sweet. A first kiss, really. Embarrassingly enough. One he found himself very willingly leaning into on instinct.]

[Being in trouble together worked for them. Somehow ending up together in a mess helped. Poe knew that whatever happened to Finn would happen back to him if he chose it. He accepted it on the Star Destroyer. If he hadn't things could be so much different. He wouldn't truly be alive. His mission could have failed and General Organa wouldn't have the map to find Luke, her brother.]

[Nicknames still hold a special meaning to some. It was still a name and not a number. Who isn't to say they felt the need to break away but doubted certain decisions. Finn could still have changed his name when he ran into others... but he didn't. Poe could see that he was accepting others treating him as if he were human. He was. Finn was human to Poe.]

You'll keep learning things along the way. It's a different kind of trial and error. [Hopefully Finn will be able to make the good kinds and be able to figure out what works for him.]

[The closeness was good. The warmth that came was almost intoixcating. Finn was a sweet addiction with him finding out his own emotions. Poe couldn't help but show him other ways. He wasn't even sure if Finn would return those simple gestures either. The ex-trooper could easily shove him away and run for it.]

[That's not what happened though. He could feel the other leaning back into it. It made his heart flutter against his chest. It made him be more confident in taking this leap. Poe willingly firmly pressed back. A hand lands on his shoulder before circling around to the back of Finn's neck slowly. He pulls his lips away after a few more moments but he leaves just a few inches apart.]

[If you asked him, he would rather be in trouble WITH the other one then without. Getting out of trouble was easier with the other man. As for Nicknames? He thought of this more as his real name, then anything else. He didn't need any other name, and it was easy to remember and write. It made him feel good, too, to have it given to him. Especially by Poe.]

[He didn't say anything back to the trial and error part. He had a lot to learn, he knows that. Right now he's hoping his trial and error now isn't at all in error, because kissing was something new, and he was rather enjoying the feel of this. The closeness wasn't so new, but this kind was. This was much more personal then an arm over a shoulder or a hug. This was... really kind of perfect.]

[Feeling human was new to him as well, and if this is how human feels, he'll take it. It might be apparent that he's a little apprehensive to what to actually do with his hands at first. They opened and closed for a moment where they were, until he felt the others hand behind his neck, the kiss deepening. Like he generally always does, he lets instinct take over.]

[One hand leaning on the bed, to keep him propped up and close, the other found it's place to the mans jaw, just barely touching it at first, feeling slight stubble and a firm jawline before letting his hand slide down it to his neck and shoulder. A reminder to breath with in the kiss, as he felt the others lips part, just a bit. His chest and belly felt like a flutter of nerves but the heat between them made him want to stay where he was at. Following Poe's example his own lips parted a bt more; Finn was a quick study on how to kiss. Or, so he hoped, because he rather liked this.]

[They could always find a way out of trouble. It was a matter of doing it the smart way instead of doing something wrong that would end their lives. Poe didn't want to call the other by what the First Oder had been. Even if it had been the name he went by. Finn was brought up on the spot. He was excited that Finn liked it. It was easier to say during those tight moments when flying with him pulling the shots.]

[Trial and error was a simple way to explain what the other could do. Another would be just knowing that friends hanged out. They had fun. They did things together. Some even took it a step further. Testing the waters; the controls of the ship. Finn wasn't all error at all, he was doing things the way he should.]

[Poe would continue with the human feeling. He would make sure that the other would feel that way. If others didn't want anything to do with Finn that was their own business. Although, that meant he would have a lot more time around Finn if no one else wanted his company.]

[The brush of fingers against his jaw made him tense a little but slowly relaxed. Poe could feel flutters and a slight shiver goes through his body, which might shake the bed a bit. His eyes slitted open watching Finn under his eyelashes. He shuts them again as his lips move forward again only he slips out his tongue. It slowly flicks at Finn's bottom lip as if asking for access.]

[Finn would rather just do things that didn't end anyone's lives, or get anyone hurt. Is that possible? More likely, not, but he'd like that. As for testing the waters, that was kind of the best way to get Finn into anything at the moment. Test this or that out and see if it floats.]

[Which is kind of what he's doing now. Now, half seated on the edge of the pilots bed, leaning into a kiss he had never experienced before, and not at all sure how to handle it other than naturally. What he wanted to do was lean into it more. The touch and the warmth and closeness were almost intoxicating to an unknowingly touch starved person like Finn was.]

[He did feel that slight shiver and wondered for a strange moment if he had done something wrong, bracing for the moment the other would move away again. Instead he felt the touch of the others tongue at his lip. A little intake of breath might have the idea of surprise from Finn, or at least his nerves. He too just barely peeked behind lashes, trying to see the other this close. He had no idea what he was doing, but curling his fingers just behind the others neck he wanted to keep Poe there and close, as he kissed and captured the tip of the others tongue briefly with his lips.]

[Everyone would want that in their lives. To end the suffering and pain, to just be able to leave in peace. That should be possible, maybe someday it would happen. Poe wouldn't mind having that kind of life. The life he had right now was good. Being here, alive and with friends was really good. It was as if they were at peace even if it was a little.]

[Poe would take control of anything. He could move it as fast or slow, right now it was will power of not moving too fast. It really wasn't and the slow pick up and tiny tingles were nice. The pleasure sensors were being pushed. All he had to do was ride it and hope that Finn enjoyed every second of it too.]

[There would be no moving away from the pilot but more that he would shift pulling himself closer. The hand at the back of his neck was encouraging. Finn wasn't pulling away at all. He accepted whatever Poe was showing him. A low moan is trapped in his throat as the other's lips locked onto his tongue. He wasn't expecting it at first but it was good and exciting. A small hint of a taste he wanted. His tongue had a mind of it's own and moved further into Finn's mouth. It glided tentatively over the other's, testing, seeing what he would do next.]

[Finn wouldn't be sure what to do with a life like that, actually. A soldier with nothing to fight is scary. This thought, was a new kind of experience, and one he wouldn't mind figuring out a bit more.]

[Finn was enjoying it though, that was for sure. It was all a bit of mimicking though, feeling out how the other treated him, and return the same, but a bit of nature pulling him this way as well. He leaned into what felt good. Touches felt good, that was something he had been learning. Hugs and the arm over his shoulder once in a while. Leaning shoulder to shoulder other times. Or, like now, the feel of the others hand at the back of his head, the slow warm touch of the others tongue over a lip, over his tongue.]

[There was something exciting about this but also relaxing. A deep comfort that Finn didn't experience too often. A soft little moan within the kiss escaped, surprising even him. He drew back only a fraction of an inch, taking a swift breath and letting out a whisper on the others lips. A curious but ridiculous comment] Are we really doing this? [Before leaning in again to capture the others lips once more, a bit more firmly, tasting the pilot and finding him to be exactly what he wanted.]

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[Not having anything to fight for a solider could be really boring. Finn could always become a smuggler and get into fights that way. If he needed a pilot... Poe might be willing to help with that. Since they would be at peace and could do whatever they truly wanted. It was a dream and one to keep fighting for. They deserved it after everything everyone has been through. General Organa wants peace. Poe would fight for it too knowing that the Resistance may be the only way to take down the First Order.]

[He could provide more touches. Ones that would be more pleasurable too. Only that his hand held the back of Finn's neck keeping him close. His fingers would brush a little at the back hairs. Poe could make Finn feel good and make him feel more alive. There were plenty more emotions. Not just happy, angry or sad. There were so many others that Finn needed to relearn.]

[Breathing was becoming difficult at times but he remembered too. The drunkenness of it was making his head swim. Poe couldn't help but want something more. He didn't want to push though. He wanted Finn to be willing with it too. There's a small groan as the other pulls away to whisper at him. Another shiver runs down his back as he smirks at question.] You don't seem to mind. [Was all he could breath out before Finn's lips met his with a bit more intensity. Poe gives a small moan as he follows suit with him. This is what he wanted too. It felt right even if it might be a little selfish. His other arm wraps around Finn's mid section allowing his hand to rest at the small of his back.]

[He knew there were more emotions then the base three, but he was having to pick up on each of them slowly himself as time went on. Like the idea of crushing on someone to begin with, or attraction. This took it one step farther, which, no, he wasn't complaining about.]

[He took in a breath when he could, and he had to admit he liked the little groans from the other, or the feel of the shivers. When the arm wrapped around him , so close, so close, he let out a little groan, drawing back from the kiss, just a bit again.] You know.. [He started, catching another kiss, then] ...this is all... [And another, cus damn they were good.] ...kind of new... for me. [He said on a breath, not at all sure how to explain that with out sounding like a terrible idiot.]

[Poe could tell him all about attraction or at least see if Finn could understand it. The other could learn whatever emotions he wanted. It would be for him to decide which ones he wanted to use. Attraction could be fun, but was it just that? Was it more? No matter what it was, Poe enjoyed every moment of it.]

[There was no controlling what his body was doing. The sounds coming from him couldn't be helped either. It felt good and maybe he wanted Finn to know it in some other way. Poe edges forward while pushing against Finn's back gently pulling him closer. He doesn't mind the small broken kisses.] Yeah.. [There's a smile forming in between a few of them.] I know... [The pilot reluctantly pulls his face away to look Finn in the eyes.]

You can set the pace. I can leave that to you. [Since he seemed to be a born natural for certain things. Poe doesn't think Finn could miss, he didn't think that he could mess it up either.] Do what you want, Finn.

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