Date: 2009-10-09 10:32 pm (UTC)
The continued stroking of the bond and the pressure of Christopher's mouth carried him both further and more quickly than he would have expected - if he had been thinking about it. He made broken noises and his hands scrambled on the ground seeking purchase, something to grip to alleviate the pressure building underneath his skin.

He caught a glimmer of Christopher's idea and one of his cries sounded like a sob. Everyone would know - or at least his counterparts. They would feel it and know that he had no control of his own, that it was all his lover, all his mate, all Christopher.
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Captain Christopher Richard Pike

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