For a moment all he can do is lay there, ass up as Jack pulls out and replaces the plug. The sound he makes when Jack touches his cock is a broken little moan. He jerks his hips like he means to pull away, stomach tight. Poison pushes his face against the bed, struggling to get himself together.

"I can't--" he chokes out, desperately wanting Jack's touch but it's too much; he's so aroused it almost hurts. "I can't if you touch me," he whimpers.