[ That actually draws an honest-to-God chuckle from Spock, low in his throat, the corners of his mouth turning up even while his lip is still caught between Jim's teeth. His amusement at Jim's haste flows in waves over the link, toning his desire into a lighter color, but not overtaking it completely.
A moment, ashayam. Allow me to ... he trails off, hoping his intentions will be plain in his movements instead. He leans back from Jim, unfortunately pulling his hands away with him, half-lying onto his back so Jim can pull his pants from his legs. ]
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A moment, ashayam. Allow me to ... he trails off, hoping his intentions will be plain in his movements instead. He leans back from Jim, unfortunately pulling his hands away with him, half-lying onto his back so Jim can pull his pants from his legs. ]