Poison stands in front of one of his drawers for a moment, considering. Finally he finds a pair of black, lacy things that he knows Jack loves. He finds a pair of black thigh-highs, too, and a black cami. It looks good against his pale skin, and it all feels good.

Satisfied, he fluffs his hair and looks through another drawer. It doesn't take him long to find what he wants there and soon enough he's back on the bed, settled between Jack's thighs.

"If you're good... what do you want when I'm done with you?" Poison asks as he bats Jack's hand away to take over stroking his dick himself. He watches Jack's face while he does. Jack granted him having his hands free as a reward for behaving, he supposes offering Jack something is the least he can do before he gets going.