[Jim gets the feedback of the sensations from Spock's end and his own, causing him to shiver and gasp in response, moving even closer at Spock's insistence. He leans down to kiss, bite and suck at Spock's neck, trailing up to the angle of his jaw at which point he pauses to let out a sharp exhale when he feels the scrape against his scalp. There was starting to be a bit too much friction--with a final quick kiss to the corner of Spock's mouth, he reluctantly breaks some of their contact to reach over and into his nightstand.
After a few seconds and the pop of a cap, Jim leaves the tube he pulled out sitting on top of the nightstand to re-settle over Spock, reaching once more between them with the cool slickness of the lubricant in hand. He lets out a shuddering breath as he continues to stroke the both of them at the same time, now much easier, subconsciously moving his hips as well.]
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After a few seconds and the pop of a cap, Jim leaves the tube he pulled out sitting on top of the nightstand to re-settle over Spock, reaching once more between them with the cool slickness of the lubricant in hand. He lets out a shuddering breath as he continues to stroke the both of them at the same time, now much easier, subconsciously moving his hips as well.]