"But you're going to let me try." Not question, not statement, just words hot against Nero's neck. Their hips together rocked with the motion of the ship, sending frissions of sensation up Ephram's spine.
He released Nero's wrist and traced fingers down Nero's arm, appreciating the curve of bicep and shoulder. At the junction of neck and shoulder, Ephram tugged at the clean white collar. More skin was necessary, he decided. Licking at Nero's ear, he slowly worked at the tiny white buttons down the front of Nero's shirt.
"Would you be too put out to stop me?" His thigh grinding into the hardness between Nero's legs. Half the shirt was opened now. Ephram leaned back a moment to see the exposed chest. Palm flat, he skimmed it over the Commodore's pectorals, catching on the hardened nipples.
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Date: 2009-09-20 02:15 am (UTC)He released Nero's wrist and traced fingers down Nero's arm, appreciating the curve of bicep and shoulder. At the junction of neck and shoulder, Ephram tugged at the clean white collar. More skin was necessary, he decided. Licking at Nero's ear, he slowly worked at the tiny white buttons down the front of Nero's shirt.
"Would you be too put out to stop me?" His thigh grinding into the hardness between Nero's legs. Half the shirt was opened now. Ephram leaned back a moment to see the exposed chest. Palm flat, he skimmed it over the Commodore's pectorals, catching on the hardened nipples.