Poison almost gags, but he's kind of really okay with it. He slides back all the way, panting even as he grins up at Jack. "S'okay," he slurs. "That was totally okay... if you wanna do it again."

And that's all the time he wastes talking before he guides Jack's dick back into his mouth. His thumb strokes over Jack's hip bone as he takes him down again, as deep as he can. His free hand stops holding Jack's cock and instead drapes around Jack's hip. Maybe encouraging him. A nonverbal it's okay.