"Just-- just--" Poison is having trouble remembering his native language as Jack pushes in. He gasps sharply, nearly choking on his breath because it's good, it's so fucking good. He wets his lips and his hands tighten on the pillow he's grabbing while the rest of him tries to relax. "Just stay here a minute," he manages.
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Date: 2016-04-30 02:29 pm (UTC)