Poison shivers hard. "Yeah," he breathes. "Yeah, I could." He pushes himself up more, wanting to give Jack a better view. It feels good, not just the tease of fabric rubbing against him, but the pressure and heat of Jack's cock. "Fuck," he whispers, moving a bit faster. His eyes drift shut and his mouth falls open.
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Date: 2016-05-31 02:16 pm (UTC)