"I'm going to fuck you until you can't stand it," promises Jack, leaning over Poison to lash him to the bed, his hands up over his head. He makes sure that there's enough slack in the rope that he'll be able to flip Poison if he wants to, makes sure the bindings aren't tight enough to dig into Poison's skin, to hurt him. He swings his leg over Poison's torso and straddles his hips for a moment, leaning up to rub his thumbs over Poison's nipples. "I'mg oing to make you such a freaking mess."