Poison strokes Jack's cheek, staring as he bobs his head. "You're so fucking beautiful, baby. You're so good at this," he breathes. He adjusts their position a little and reaches to knead Jack's tit, careful not to disturb the clamp - he doesn't want to cause undue discomfort. The sharp pinch is enough on its own.
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Date: 2016-07-13 04:49 pm (UTC)