He wants everything all at once, and it's almost overwhelming. "You ready, baby? You feel so fucking good, Jack. Let's give you the real thing, huh?"

Poison gives a slightly firmer thrust of his fingers before he pulls them out and tries to coax Jack's out as well. He wants him. He's aching hard for it now and he wants relief, and he wants to watch Jack move. "C'mon, beautiful boy."