Poison tries to focus enough to get there, he needs to focus or he's just gonna ride that edge until he can't anymore, and that might take a bit. He adjusts his position to keep the angle just right. His movements became shorter, faster, and it didn't take him long like that. He drops forward, jerking towards Jack as he comes. He keeps moving through it, though he feels less coordinated. He catches a brief sight of his come striping Jack's stomach, his knuckles, and he shudders again.