Poison yelps, startled by the sudden, sharp smack. It grounds him enough that he forgets even wanting to come for a second. His eyes had gotten wide under the blindfold for a second and his hips had jumped away from the heavy hit. Oh but it was fucking good. As he eases his hips down again, he feels a second finger push in.

"I won't," he promises. Poison moans, head lolled back, and tries to move his hips again.