That quiet whine told Pike everything he needed to know; it told him Spock had obeyed. There was no one else Spock would listen to, would even remotely obey unless under his orders to do so. It was a heavy, heady power that Pike was careful to control. Spock, for better or worse in the end, was his bond mate. They were connected utterly, inside and out, dependent on each other in a world where no only was their bond forbidden but incredibly dangerous.
A shaking breath passed between his lips with Spock's heated fingers wrapping around him, his eyes half lidded as they stared downwards to his cock vanishing into Spock's mouth. A nudge at the bond could let him get the phantom feelings of it being him with cold-hot flesh in his mouth, the hard press of the shower floor on his knees, and it made him shudder.
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Date: 2009-09-17 12:57 pm (UTC)A shaking breath passed between his lips with Spock's heated fingers wrapping around him, his eyes half lidded as they stared downwards to his cock vanishing into Spock's mouth. A nudge at the bond could let him get the phantom feelings of it being him with cold-hot flesh in his mouth, the hard press of the shower floor on his knees, and it made him shudder.