They would still feel it, Spock deep enough in the thrall of sensation that he unconsciously manifested their actions onto their bodies, writhing hotly on their bed - not their own bed but good enough in the meantime.
He whined and panted and screamed at every touch of the bonds, close now, suddenly perched on the very edge of his orgasm.
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Date: 2009-10-10 01:42 am (UTC)He whined and panted and screamed at every touch of the bonds, close now, suddenly perched on the very edge of his orgasm.
May I? Let me, Christopher, please.
Nothing without permission.