Poison just nods, feeling Jack's fingers tight in his hair, pulling as he moves. "Wanna feel you fill me up," he gasps, voice dazed, eager as he keeps his hips moving. He tightens, tries to help Jack along. He turns his head, catches Jack in a slick, desperate kiss. "You feel so good, baby. Be good for me."
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Date: 2016-10-06 09:20 pm (UTC)