The worst timing in the Galaxy

The art of flirting

He was ready. Finn wore his best clothes, which consisted of a freshly clean pair of pants, underwear, socks, and black T-shirt. He slipped on Poe's jacket as the topping of the cake. Finn walked around the station with an air of confidence, and he certainly felt confident. He had spent some good amount of time creating a solid plan in the wee hours of the night. Making sure to watch himself as he looked for his pilot victim at the landing bay..

Finn spotted the pilot scrubbing off dirt from his X-wing. He quickened his pace towards him, confident, ready, and slightly embarrassed.

Poe saw Finn step near him. He turned toward's him with a charming smile. "Oh, hey Finn." He said softly before yawning.

"Hey hot stuff, how's your morning?" Finn said casually.

Poe halted in his cleaning motion's before giving a hearty laugh. "Hahaha, nice one buddy..." He laughed more while Finn stood next to him and smiled proudly.

"My day's going better now that you're here, I got to laugh that hard so early in the morning that I feel like it's going to be a good day amongst other thing's." Poe commented.

Finn held down his blush down to show he was strong in this match that he started. Determined on striking heavy from the get-go.

"I'm sorry Poe, over how sexy you are, I couldn't quite catch that last part." Finn said smoothly.

Poe audibly choked, coughing lightly as he stared at Finn. "Oh yeah?" Well two can play at this game  he thought to himself before selectively choosing his next word's. "Oh yeah! I just remembered, Finn." Poe said.

"What is it, Damn-ron?" Finn said in a purr.

"Ooh." Poe quickly shivered. "Well, the guy's have been wondering what your last name was." Poe said as he picked up a wet rag and wiped at a particularly dirty spot on his ship. 

"Huh? But I don't have one." Finn said, stumped on an answer.

"Well." Poe stopped wiping to invade Finn's personal space. "I think you're little Damn-ron statement had a nice ring to it. How about it? Finn Dameron...." Poe finished in a low provocative tone.

Finn's resolve almost broke as he looked away from Poe with a hand to cover his burning cheeks. He then, narrowed his vision and double-downed on his determination. Poe had turned back to clean his ship by the time Finn was ready to bring out the big gun's. He adjusted back into his smooth poise.

Poe giggled at Finn's "Overflowing confidence". Finding the man adorable in commencing in a flirting game with him. And with the great effort, Poe just might let him win out of kindness.

"Well, Poe. You must be the sun." Finn said as he took some step's closer to Poe.

"Oh?" Poe responded in an amused tone.

"Yeah, because the closer I get." Finn rested his hand's gently onto Poe's shoulder's and leaned next to his ear. "The hotter you become." Finn finished off in a very seductive whisper that did unnatural thing's to Poe's blood stream.

Poe stared at the ground with wide eyes and a crooked smile, along with a definite, hard, deep, scarlet blush that even highlighted his ear's. Poe did everything he could to keep Finn from seeing his face, even if the other Pilot's in his squad were laughing and making whooping gesture's. Some were even exchanging credit's that Poe would have to ask about later.

"S-say, Finn do you um. L-lik--" Poe was interrupted in the middle of his impulse.

"Sorry, Dameron. I gotta go clean, but i'll," Finn winked and snapped his finger's before pointing in Poe's direction as he walked away. "Catch you later!-*" He said before walking away.