"Surprises," Poison confirms. "I promised you, didn't I?" He grins and leans up to get another kiss as he tosses Jack's tie somewhere behind them. His fingers slid, working buttons loose one at a time.

He's got the long-line corset Krem made for him beneath - it's what makes the tailoring look even tighter than usual, hugging his lines more than usual. He's sure Jack will feel it - or see it - once his hands get that far.