overanalytically: (but burlap chafes me so)
S'chn T'gai Spock ([personal profile] overanalytically) wrote 2016-10-05 09:56 pm (UTC)

[ They can go slower next time and taker the time to enjoy it then. Increasingly infected with Jim's impatience like this, even Spock is hurrying them along.

His lips pull back as he inhales through his teeth, Jim sliding onto him both exquisite and nearly overwhelming at the same time. He sits all the way up, wrapping an arm around Jim's torso to help balance him. His own breaths are heaving his chest, puffing against Jim's neck as he presses his face there. His thoughts have narrowed down onto that single sensation of Jim's body wrapped around him, of the blissful heat and tightness. It's only after several long moments of just adjusting to this new position that he finally, slowly moves.

He repositions Jim's legs first, tugging at his knees and encouraging him to wrap around Spock instead of kneeling on the bed. It forces Jim to relinquish his leverage over Spock, to sit completely onto Spock's lap and let Spock control the pace and everything with it. ]

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