Poison's a dead weight, but Jack's got enough upper body strength to haul him forward a few steps until he can all but drop him on the bed. He presses his weight into the small of his back, keeping him pinned.
"Are you going to be good?"
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Date: 2018-04-03 06:15 pm (UTC)Poison's a dead weight, but Jack's got enough upper body strength to haul him forward a few steps until he can all but drop him on the bed. He presses his weight into the small of his back, keeping him pinned.
"Are you going to be good?"