That sound brought a change in the man who held every inch of Spock's focus. A change in breathing, a hitch that left as the tiniest growl. His other hand released Spock's and came up to grip the crown of hair, holding on either side. His hips started to rock in time with Spock's bobbing, but more aggressively, using the hot mouth as his own.
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Re: [Back to reality]
Date: 2009-07-26 02:02 am (UTC)