Poison devours Jack's mouth, trying to taste every part of him. He has to break it so he can breath, so he can push himself up a little more to get more power behind each thrust of his hips. He wants Jack to feel it. He adjusts his position again so he can take Jack's hand, guide it down between his legs to show him right where his clit his. "Figure out what feels good, baby... wanna feel you come," he breathes. "You feel so fucking good."