[His breath hitches again at those words, morbidly curious now if only because he now knew Spock could. He'd of course been building up to it but he wasn't actually sure--
His thoughtstream is interrupted by the cool hand at his lower belly, his muscles instinctively contracting at the cool touch. He bucks his hips impatiently to make up for less mental stimulation as Spock lets up on the cord.]
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His thoughtstream is interrupted by the cool hand at his lower belly, his muscles instinctively contracting at the cool touch. He bucks his hips impatiently to make up for less mental stimulation as Spock lets up on the cord.]