Michael's hand against his shoulder, the dull thump of his head against the wall behind him, it was all enough to make Poe smile, though only briefly, licking across the head of Michael's cock once more before adjusting the angle to just swallow him down, tongue curled against the underside of his shaft, practically cradling it, lips snug around the base.

He just hummed contentedly once he'd done so, one hand still curled against Michael's hip to keep him pinned, the other sliding down his thigh and back up to curl against that hip as well, keeping him in place as he swallowed, just once.