Open the door, Poe. Open the door, Poe. Tell her what a bad idea this is.
BB-8, he thinks, is garbage as a chaperone.
He's got his fingers twined between hers. Hand's off the knob, that's no good. Other hand playing along her jaw, gliding up to cup her ear, fingers teasing gently at her earlobe.
He turns, slowly, putting her back to the wall and pinning their clasped hands against it, giving her lower lip a gentle suck before he breaks off to kiss her neck.
Poe swallows, his lips close enough to her throat to tickle when he speaks. "This is a really, really bad idea, Caroline."
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Open the door, Poe. Open the door, Poe. Tell her what a bad idea this is.
BB-8, he thinks, is garbage as a chaperone.
He's got his fingers twined between hers. Hand's off the knob, that's no good. Other hand playing along her jaw, gliding up to cup her ear, fingers teasing gently at her earlobe.
He turns, slowly, putting her back to the wall and pinning their clasped hands against it, giving her lower lip a gentle suck before he breaks off to kiss her neck.
Poe swallows, his lips close enough to her throat to tickle when he speaks. "This is a really, really bad idea, Caroline."
There, a small victory over libido.