You and Poe were currently working on a project for General Leia. It was just about finished, when Poe decided to mess something up.

Poe silently cursed to himself, slamming the wrench down on the table.

"God I'm such a screw up!" he hissed, telling himself.

You looked up from the blueprints, and walked over to him. "What did you do this time?" you asked him, rubbing his shoulder.

"I just..." he sighed, putting his head down on the table. "It just failed. I tried resetting the engine... And plop. It didn't work. I didn't-"

You couldn't stand to see him tear himself down like this, and keep him rambling on and on. So you simply pressed your lips against his, and let is last for a minute.

"Stop tearing yourself down, okay? It's just one fault. We can fix it later, " you told him, trying to soothe his stressed out figure. You sat on his lap, smoothing out his brown leather jacket, pecking his lips again.

"Later? Why not now?" he whined, squirming under your figure.

"Because you're stressed, baby. I don't want you to continue working like this... Maybe I can help in some form," you suggested, trying to hint to him what you were going for.

You and Poe hadn't spent any time together, other than working on some stupid project for the General. You couldn't help yourself but to ask him to simply kiss you.

Poe looked up at you, eyeing you, trying to get where you were going.

"Is that so?" he asked, a slow smirk poking at his lips.

You nodded. "Mmhmm. "

You leaned down, kissing his lips, his arms wrapping around your waist. He kissed back, hands slowly crawling under your shirt, massaging your sides. 

You unbuttoned his jacket, and slid it off of him, throwing it to the side. Your hands roamed his chest, then soon found their way toward his back.

Poe slipped off your shirt, pulling away from the kiss to compliment your body.

"Good grief, " he breathed, "how did I end up with such a beautiful woman?"

You chuckled, moving a strand of hair out of his face. "No idea."

Poe took a moment to take in the amazing craftsmanship of your figure, his eyes roaming everywhere, tracing every curve and edge.

"I love you, " he said, kissing you again.

You nodded in the kiss, your hands being tangled up in his hair. Poe was your everything. You couldn't stand to not be without him.

Slowly, you started to lift his shirt off of his broad figure, that was, until the door barged open to the workshop.

Both of you turned your head to look at the person who was standing at the door.

General Leia.

You both scrambled out of your seat, you still in your bra and his shirt half way up.

"General, " Poe coughed. 'Nice to see you."

General Leia looked at both of you for a moment thinking. "I see you two have been.... Working," she remarked.

"Yes ma'am. Working hard, " you put in, nodding.

She rolled her eyes. "Put on a shirt you losers. "

And with that, she left.