[There's a sharp intake of breath as his breath hitches against Spock's neck when he feels the jarringly cool skin take hold of him. There's an unconscious thrust as Spock's hand moves frustratingly slow, legs moving further apart to accommodate. He slows himself down though, wanting to see what kind of pace Spock was going to set, taking a small thrill in relinquishing control to his bondmate.]
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