Poison bites his lip. "Well, you've got options... there's my hands up over my head, like you like. Or you can tie me to myself." He can't believe he's suggesting this, and he feels weirdly flustered - but also kinda turned on - mentioning it. "Tie my wrists to my ankles." That way he's pretty stuck without actually being secured to the bed.
Poison knows he can't be tied down completely. But if Jack wanted to tie just his hands to the bed, or secure him to himself... that might work out.
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Date: 2016-05-15 02:50 pm (UTC)Poison knows he can't be tied down completely. But if Jack wanted to tie just his hands to the bed, or secure him to himself... that might work out.