"You look so fucking good, Jack. Fuck, I love you." The feeling's overwhelming and Poison just stares for a minute, knowing exactly what Jack's doing when his hips move like that. He wets his lips and guides Jack's cock back into his mouth. He gives him more attention this time, lingers as he moves his head.

One hand teases around Jack's hip just to feel what he's doing back there, to encourage him. To touch him everywhere.