Poison cries out when his back hits the bed - he loves feeling Jack throw him around. He arches, grabs at Jack because he can't help it, he needs it. His head is spinning and he's not sure if Jack is telling him to beg permission or beg for his next load. "Please," he gasps as soon as his mouth is free. "Daddy please, please. I wanna feel you come-- I-- I wanna be good."