[Jim smirks against Spock's lips at his reactions, both physical and mental--if Spock has a preference, that's fine with Jim. After all, they had time enough to try whatever, whenever, something he passes on through their link, hint of teasing in there.
Along their cord though, he feels around, experimentally plucking at it, simultaneously and ruthlessly grinding his hips at Spock's insistence. He gets a greedy thrill from Spock's rather demanding "suggestions", apparent as sparks from his side of the cord. He surges forward pressing flush against Spock, slight red flush working its way across his own face and emanating body heat.]
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Along their cord though, he feels around, experimentally plucking at it, simultaneously and ruthlessly grinding his hips at Spock's insistence. He gets a greedy thrill from Spock's rather demanding "suggestions", apparent as sparks from his side of the cord. He surges forward pressing flush against Spock, slight red flush working its way across his own face and emanating body heat.]