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Epilogue: The Wedding (Night)
The Friar smiled, looking at the group gathered in the Trooper Estate gardens. Maz and the other servants had decorated every available tree with lanterns that were gently swaying in the cool evening breeze.
Jess, Phasma, and Rey stood beside Finn while Luke, Leia, and Kes stood beside Poe.
In the back, Snap was holding Diego while Nein held Gabriella. Bastian stood with Maz, making funny faces at the twins. Ben, Han, and Chuy stood off to the side, in varying degrees of discomfort.
“Dearly beloved,” the Friar began. “We are gathered here tonight to join Finn Trooper and Poe Dameron together in the bonds of holy matrimony.” He chuckled. “It’s been a long and winding road for these two, and I have a feeling that both grooms would appreciate it if I kept things short.”
“Oh maker, yes,” Poe whispered.
Finn shot him an amused and annoyed look. “Sorry, Friar.”
“I simply want to remind the two of you that marriage is a partnership. You have come here today to make a public declaration of not only your love but your commitment to that love. It won’t always be easy, but seeing as you are both standing here today, I have a feeling you have the strength to persevere even through the most trying of times.”
He looked to Poe. “Do you Poe Dameron take Finn Trooper to be your lawfully wedded husband? Do you promise to love him, honor him, and support him in good times and in bad? Do you vow to be honest with him, to cherish him, and to be his friend for all the days of your life?”
“I do.”
The Friar smiled and turned to Finn. “Do you Finn Trooper take Poe Dameron to be your lawfully wedded husband? Do you promise to love him, honor him, and support him in good times and in bad? Do you vow to be honest with him, to cherish him, and to be his friend for all the days of your life?”
“I do.”
“May I have the rings?”
Phasma handed the Friar two gold bands. He handed them to Poe and Finn. “May these rings serve as a symbol of the commitment that the two of you are making here today. May they show all who see them the love that unites your hearts as one.”
He nodded and Poe slipped the ring on Finn’s finger. “With this ring, I thee wed,” Poe said.
Finn smiled and then slipped the ring on Poe’s finger. “And with this ring, I thee wed.”
“Then, by the powers invested in me, I pronounce you married!”
The group raised a cheer as Poe and Finn leaned forward and gave each other a chaste kiss.
“To the Fox and the Falcon,” Bastian said, raising a glass.
“To the Fox and the Falcon,” the group repeated.
# # # #
Several hours later, Poe and Finn were rushing, as if they’d both been waiting years for this night.
Which they had.
Poe dotted kisses up Finn’s neck as they both stumbled towards the bed. “Love you, Finn,” he managed as he unbuttoned Finn’s shirt.
“Mmmmm, love you too, Poe,” Finn said, pulling Poe’s shirt off of him.
They were both working on belts and pants, a bit breathless.
Poe kicked off his boots and fell back onto the bed, pushing off his pants. He reached out for Finn and drug him into a searing kiss.
Finn broke it off as he finished getting his shoes off, stepping out of his pants.
“Stars, Finn, why did it take us so long to get here?”
“Because you’re an idiot,” Finn said, kissing Poe’s cheek and then his forehead and then his nose. “And people kept trying to kill us.”
“Yeah,” Poe said, pulling Finn down onto the bed. “We gotta stop that because,” his hands found his husband’s biceps and he became distracted, “because…because…”
“Yeah,” Finn said, currently lost in the intricacies of licking his husband’s neck. “Yeah,” he repeated.
As Poe growled and rolled them over so he could straddle Finn, a high-pitched wail broke through the house.
“Noooooooooo,” Poe said, closing his eyes. “We just got them down.” He took a deep breath. “It isn’t fair.”
Finn chuckled. “Welcome to fatherhood, Poe.” He pushed Poe off of him and rolled off the bed, searching for his robe.
“Where are you going,” Poe said, motioning to the bed. “We were just getting to the good part.”
Finn smiled. “I’m going to check on our children, Poe.”
Poe huffed as he got out of bed, stomping towards his robe. “Fine. But I’d really like to be able to make love to my husband sometime before our first anniversary.”
# # # #
When he got to what was acting as the temporary nursery, Finn walked to Diego’s crib and reached in to see if the boy was okay.
Poe came in and went to Gabriela’s crib, frowning and picking her up. He held her to him. “We’re really going to do this,” Poe asked, bouncing up and down. “Raise two children, run Los Angeles—”
“And occasionally save each other from the forces of evil,” Finn chuckled. “Yeah.” He picked up Diego and kissed the boy’s forehead.
“I’ll be honest,” Poe said. “This is not how I envisioned spending our wedding night.”
“Me either,” Finn whispered. “Of course, there were a few times there when I wasn’t sure we were going to make it to our wedding night.”
Poe smiled and reached out his hand. Finn took it and squeezed.
“Love you, Falcon.”
“Love you too, Fox.”
Gabriella gurgled and burped. Poe kissed the top of her head, closing his eyes and breathing her in. “Love you too, little Fox,” he looked over at Diego in Finn’s arms, “and little Falcon.”
Finn smiled, pulling Poe in for a big family hug. “I guess Los Angeles just found its next generation of crime-fighting bandits.”
Poe’s smile widened and the crinkles around his eyes were prominent. “They’re going to look adorable in their little masks.”