Fumbling for one of Poison's hands, Jack threads their fingers together and squeezes his hand. He leans into the kiss, making a soft sound.
"Fuck," he murmurs. "Guess we're doing this now."
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Fumbling for one of Poison's hands, Jack threads their fingers together and squeezes his hand. He leans into the kiss, making a soft sound.
"Fuck," he murmurs. "Guess we're doing this now."