"Talk."
Jack leans forward, slipping his hands under Poison's shirt so that his palms are against bare skin, grounding. "Where you've been the last few weeks. How I get to you again. I miss you, baby. And I know where this ends if I don't get you back."
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Date: 2018-08-03 02:24 pm (UTC)"Talk."
Jack leans forward, slipping his hands under Poison's shirt so that his palms are against bare skin, grounding. "Where you've been the last few weeks. How I get to you again. I miss you, baby. And I know where this ends if I don't get you back."