[ Spock lets out a particularly loud (for him) moan as Jim sinks back down after repositioning his legs, re-wrapping his arms round Jim. The strength in his arms is evident in how tightly they hold onto him—they tremble slightly as he keeps that strength in check, wanting to crush Jim to him but not wanting to hurt him at the same time.
The bond darkens even further as well, the knowledge of Jim willingly letting go of any control is heady, his thoughts swirling even faster as his lust and pleasure build even higher. Sharp, bright bursts flare along the link as Spock starts to move his hips. He can barely move like this as the moment, not without physically manhandling Jim—that will come later. For now he rocks upward, thrusting that inch more into Jim, the small movement filling even more of him, pushing deeper even while already buried to the hilt. ]
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The bond darkens even further as well, the knowledge of Jim willingly letting go of any control is heady, his thoughts swirling even faster as his lust and pleasure build even higher. Sharp, bright bursts flare along the link as Spock starts to move his hips. He can barely move like this as the moment, not without physically manhandling Jim—that will come later. For now he rocks upward, thrusting that inch more into Jim, the small movement filling even more of him, pushing deeper even while already buried to the hilt. ]