The now sticky hand pulled out of Spock's pants, coming up to be studied for a silent moment. The next words were breathed out against Spock's ear, more breath then voice, pure sex command wrapped in lust. "Clean it." The stained leather stood offered in front of Spock's face.
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Date: 2009-07-26 04:32 am (UTC)sexcommand wrapped in lust. "Clean it." The stained leather stood offered in front of Spock's face.