Jack gets him, because a mad dash up two flights of stairs has left his legs complaining. Poison yelps, cackles, and he curls around Jack's grip because he's not going to make it easy for him. Not until he's pinned down somewhere.
"Fuck," he laughs, breathless. Poison makes a half-hearted attempt to get loose, but Jack's arms are strong, solid around him. So he ends up slumping back some instead, leaning his weight into Jack.
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Date: 2018-04-03 06:14 pm (UTC)"Fuck," he laughs, breathless. Poison makes a half-hearted attempt to get loose, but Jack's arms are strong, solid around him. So he ends up slumping back some instead, leaning his weight into Jack.