Jack kisses him back like Poison is oxygen, like he's something that Jack's
been lacking, the whole time he's here. Maybe he is. When Poison pulls
back, he swallows, smiling.
"Like what?" he asks, and then he tugs Poison's hair, just a little harder,
just to see what his face does.
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Jack kisses him back like Poison is oxygen, like he's something that Jack's been lacking, the whole time he's here. Maybe he is. When Poison pulls back, he swallows, smiling.
"Like what?" he asks, and then he tugs Poison's hair, just a little harder, just to see what his face does.