"Promise I'll make it worth it, honey." Poison stands up, almost wishing Jack ended up shorter so he could crowd him into the wall. He does it anyway, pressing to him as he catches him in a kiss.

"Here, hold this," he says, giving Jack a handful of the dress skirt. His hand slides between Jack's legs, cupping his cunt just to feel it through the flimsy fabric of his panties. "Fuck baby," he sighs, keeping his voice down. He nuzzles Jack's neck as he starts rubbing, teasing with pressure and contact, not even attempting to get beneath the panties yet.