The hard smack forces a little yelp from him and his hips rock from the impact. He gasps, fingers tightening momentarily on the blankets. 'Oh fuck," he breathes. "I-- I've been good, haven't I? Helped you with your homework... though I guess I also definitely interrupted your homework too, huh?"

Poison grins and bites his lip. He peers back at Jack, giving him a coy look through his red hair. "You've been working so hard," he murmurs. "I could be a good little slut for you."