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Light from the planet’s two moons streamed in through the open window, illuminating the sharp lines of Poe’s profile. The rest of the room was dark. Poe sat on the edge of the bed. A cigarette hung from his lips, the tip burning bright as he inhaled. He was shirtless and the moonlight reflected off of his smooth skin, giving his silhouette a sort of glow. Poe scratched lightly at the stubble on his cheek and took the cigarette from his mouth, exhaling from plush lips. Smoke curled around his head like a halo. The dense air of the planet you were stationed on made it harder for the smoke to dissipate.
No longer content with staring at him (though you stared at him for a very long time), you crawled towards him. You kept the quilt around you like a cape, and when you knelt behind him, you included him in your warmth. “You’re gonna get cold,” you murmured in his ear. Playing with a curl on his temple, you kissed his jaw. His stubble was scratchy against your lips.
Poe leaned against you, allowing you to envelope him in the quilt. He kept his arm suspended to ensure no ash got on the fabric. “‘M fine,” he said.
You rested your chin on his shoulder. The view from your window opened upon the base, and further on you could see the thick forest that covered the planet. A mountain range was visible even further than that, white peaks reflecting the moons’ light. You understood why Poe liked to sit there; it was beautiful. At night, the base was still, most of the lights out to prevent the First Order from spotting you. It was peaceful. As peaceful as being in the Resistance got.
Poe took another drag of his cigarette. His chest pushed against your arms as he inhaled and held it. You pushed back lightly in return, and Poe’s exhale was interrupted with a chuckle. “Got somethin’ to say?” he mused.
You snuggled closer to him, pressing your chest against his back, and plucked the cigarette from his hand. You inhaled, holding it like he did, feeling the buzz of nicotine in your system before handing it back. You exhaled through your nose and tilted his chin towards you so you could kiss him. “Come back to bed,” you beckoned.
“I’m in bed,” Poe said in return, a pretty smile on his face.
“Not enough.”
Poe laughed. “Not enough?” he repeated.
You nodded and kissed him again. He smiled against your lips. Using his free hand, Poe held the back of your head so he could kiss you and kiss you and kiss you. He was as electrifying as the nicotine. By the time he pulled away, you were breathless. “Almost done,” he assured you, turning back towards the window. You held him while he finished his cigarette. Your chin on his shoulder, you felt every breath and quick heart beat. Without thinking about it, or even really meaning to, you began to rock from side to side, taking him with you. “Yeah?” mused Poe, glancing at you.
You shut your eyes and ignored him for a moment. “Love you,” you mumbled. “Comfy.”
“Yeah, baby, I love you, too.” Poe rubbed your arm lightly and rocked with you, giving in to your soothing movement.
You smiled and ducked your head, pressing a line of kisses along his shoulder. Content that he would join you soon, you released him. You laid back on the bed and arranged the quilt so it was spread across the mattress. As Poe tapped the ash off his cigarette, you reminded him, “Don’t forget to close the window. ‘S chilly.”
“I got it,” Poe assured you. He stubbed out the burning butt and slowly shut the window, taking his time to stare out over the landscape. When Poe finally managed to tear himself away, he crawled into bed with you, allowing you to cuddle up against his chest. You nuzzled your nose against the chilled skin there, feeling his heart beat. “Happy now?”
“So happy,” you said with a sigh. A yawn wormed its way out of you.
“You didn’t need to sit up with me,” Poe told you softly. He pet your hair and kissed the top of your head. “Silly baby.”
You laughed softly. “I like watching you smoke,” you told him. “It’s kind of sexy. Not that I condone it.”
“No,” agreed Poe, “Of course not.” You could hear the smile in his voice.
“Go to sleep, fly boy,” you grumbled.
“You first.” Poe shifted onto his back and pulled you with him. You tucked yourself nicely against his side and wrapped your arms around his waist so you would remain tethered to him throughout the night. “Good night, baby,” he whispered.
“Good night, Poe,” you whispered back. Shifting once more to make sure you were absolutely comfy, you settled and listened as Poe’s breathing slowed down. You fell asleep, warm and happy.