"I'm such a what?" asks Jack, his mouth drifting across Poison's chest to tease his other nipple, the pressure on his belly firm and constant. "You can finish that thought. C'mon, Poison. Use your words."
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Date: 2016-06-04 11:32 pm (UTC)"I'm such a what?" asks Jack, his mouth drifting across Poison's chest to tease his other nipple, the pressure on his belly firm and constant. "You can finish that thought. C'mon, Poison. Use your words."