He lolls his head to the side, a soft smile on his face as Jack takes his stockings off. He loves it: loves the way Jack's fingers brush over bare skin as he rolls them down. Poison shrugs one shoulder. "Maybe just a pair of panties... or one of your shirts," he says, giving Jack the option.
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Date: 2016-10-07 07:22 pm (UTC)