"Only eleven more times," The voice was low, nearly seductive, further drawing Spock down into the pit Pike was opening for him. Each globe was released in turn, minus the one on either hand. Only when a decorative display of large, emerald markings were on display across Spock's back did Pike take time to enjoy them all.
He placed his palms over the lowest and moved his way up the length of Spock's back, cupping each large welt in turn, drifting the pad of a finger around the edge of each, bending over to press his lips against one to feel the extreme heat rising from it.
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Date: 2009-12-09 07:30 pm (UTC)He placed his palms over the lowest and moved his way up the length of Spock's back, cupping each large welt in turn, drifting the pad of a finger around the edge of each, bending over to press his lips against one to feel the extreme heat rising from it.