His lips quirked at the edges. In this place, no one could find them. Weakness, the very existence of their bond, could not be found. So it was here alone that Pike could speak completely freely.
Such a slut for such things... His mental voice was a low rumble, somewhere between purr and growl. His eyes never left the half-Vulcan prone on the ground, Touch yourself. I want to watch.
The golden rope curled between his fingers, thick and solid, strong and unbreakable. It came with him, enough that he could settle on the floor with it pooled around him, leaning back on the sandy floor of the cave. I can feel every touch as if I was touching myself. His fingers played along the link between them, testing the changes that came with different pressures of his fingers.
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Date: 2009-10-08 12:34 pm (UTC)Such a slut for such things... His mental voice was a low rumble, somewhere between purr and growl. His eyes never left the half-Vulcan prone on the ground, Touch yourself. I want to watch.
The golden rope curled between his fingers, thick and solid, strong and unbreakable. It came with him, enough that he could settle on the floor with it pooled around him, leaning back on the sandy floor of the cave. I can feel every touch as if I was touching myself. His fingers played along the link between them, testing the changes that came with different pressures of his fingers.