He moans quietly, opening his mouth more as Jack slides in. His hands strain a bit - he wants so badly to touch him, but he can't. Poison stays just like that for a moment, then tries to bob his head. He realizes he might not be able to do this - that he'll just have to lay there and let Jack do everything.
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Date: 2016-05-17 07:04 pm (UTC)And the thought is... kind of hot, actually.