[ Jim's reaching for his nightstand (he now sees the wisdom in Jim's insistence that he also keep a tube here) leaves Spock a moment to recover as well, the feedback having gone both ways. His faster breathing is obvious and audible from his open mouth, something that rarely happens even when he's running or keeping in shape.
His whole body shivers at the coolness of Jim's newly-slicked fingers, the hand that resettled on Jim's thigh digging his nails in. His hips move in time with Jim's hand, a counterpoint to Jim's own hips.
As the heat continues to build in his own mind and belly, Spock sends another image through the link. It's the same position he imagined before with Jim above him while still in his lap, but now Spock adds details—Jim's head thrown back in complete abandon while Spock moves hard and fast beneath him, the deep green scratch marks Jim leaves on Spock's shoulders and sides while he tries to hang on to what little conscious thought remains to him. It's a suggestion as well as a promise from Spock, that he could make Jim do that, that he will make Jim feel that. ]
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His whole body shivers at the coolness of Jim's newly-slicked fingers, the hand that resettled on Jim's thigh digging his nails in. His hips move in time with Jim's hand, a counterpoint to Jim's own hips.
As the heat continues to build in his own mind and belly, Spock sends another image through the link. It's the same position he imagined before with Jim above him while still in his lap, but now Spock adds details—Jim's head thrown back in complete abandon while Spock moves hard and fast beneath him, the deep green scratch marks Jim leaves on Spock's shoulders and sides while he tries to hang on to what little conscious thought remains to him. It's a suggestion as well as a promise from Spock, that he could make Jim do that, that he will make Jim feel that. ]