He worked the fastenings of his trousers - there were no rules in this mental landscape but the slow compliance with Christopher's instruction had a certain edge of dull pleasure to it, as if demonstrating the effort of his obedience counted for just as much as the fact of his obedience.
For Spock, though, perhaps it did - he made such fine distinctions in his own logic and reasoning. Objectively, he had the opportunity to make few choices. He would have been, under any other captain, condemned to lowly rank no matter how many he killed to pursue ambition. He would have been a target, loathed for his half-Vulcan heritage. He would, most likely, have continued to escape rape but there would be none concerned with his pleasure either.
Christopher was different. He would have his orders obeyed - and the consequences for disobedience were severe. But Spock willfully submited to him - could make another choice, could refuse or disobey, but instead bent (never bowed) willingly and that made all the difference to Spock.
Spock knew full well the considerable power of his submission.
He shoved his pants down so they bunched at mid-thigh. His eyes were almost closed but he watched Christopher through dark lashes, body twitching as he stroked the bond.
And he set long fingers to work, slowly stroking himself.
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Date: 2009-10-08 01:08 pm (UTC)For Spock, though, perhaps it did - he made such fine distinctions in his own logic and reasoning. Objectively, he had the opportunity to make few choices. He would have been, under any other captain, condemned to lowly rank no matter how many he killed to pursue ambition. He would have been a target, loathed for his half-Vulcan heritage. He would, most likely, have continued to escape rape but there would be none concerned with his pleasure either.
Christopher was different. He would have his orders obeyed - and the consequences for disobedience were severe. But Spock willfully submited to him - could make another choice, could refuse or disobey, but instead bent (never bowed) willingly and that made all the difference to Spock.
Spock knew full well the considerable power of his submission.
He shoved his pants down so they bunched at mid-thigh. His eyes were almost closed but he watched Christopher through dark lashes, body twitching as he stroked the bond.
And he set long fingers to work, slowly stroking himself.