[The orgasm seeps into his mind, blinding white overtaking his mind as would his own--not quite to that level due to lack of the physical but the pleasure was undeniable, leaving him breathless, hand in Spock's hair relaxing its grip. He basks in it for a while before removing his other hand and wiping it on his comforter away from them (laundry would be a thing later).
He's mostly pleased with a hint of smugness as he much more gently trails kisses up Spock's neck (particularly over the bite marks) before murmuring in his ear:]
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He's mostly pleased with a hint of smugness as he much more gently trails kisses up Spock's neck (particularly over the bite marks) before murmuring in his ear:]
You okay?