Poison just grins and pulls out. He smacks the outside of Jack's thigh. "Roll over for me, sweet boy. Lemme see it."
He's not disappointed when he does. Jack's ass is still red, covered in angry welts and a few bruises. Poison feels a little bad about the bruises, but they'll fade, and he'll help Jack take care of them.
Neither of them is going to be sitting properly for a few days. He's kind of into that.
"You look so good, baby," he coos as he smooths his hand over an angry, bruised spot. He strokes himself with the other one, and it doesn't take long - not with how good he feels, and how good Jack looks. "Fuck--" he gasps out, a moan catching in his throat when he finally hits that sweet edge. Poison tries to keep his eyes open as he comes: it looks good streaking across Jack's ass.
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Date: 2018-04-11 07:35 pm (UTC)He's not disappointed when he does. Jack's ass is still red, covered in angry welts and a few bruises. Poison feels a little bad about the bruises, but they'll fade, and he'll help Jack take care of them.
Neither of them is going to be sitting properly for a few days. He's kind of into that.
"You look so good, baby," he coos as he smooths his hand over an angry, bruised spot. He strokes himself with the other one, and it doesn't take long - not with how good he feels, and how good Jack looks. "Fuck--" he gasps out, a moan catching in his throat when he finally hits that sweet edge. Poison tries to keep his eyes open as he comes: it looks good streaking across Jack's ass.