All of those times she wouldn't admit to watching Kirk on the Bridge, the way his tongue would flick out against his bottom lip when he was considering something-- they were nothing compared to the real thing. Almost automatically her free hand moved from the sheets at her side to his head, her fingers curling in his hair. Gently at first, just a subtle encouragement that he was doing it ohsoright.
Her own tongue came out to dampen her lips, eyes closed as she let out a deep breath. It was good-- great, but still not enough. It felt like she'd been constantly teased for the past half hour, from the moment Spock had come to her room to right now. Her patience only stretched so far. Giving Kirk's hair a sharper tug, Nyota slid her fingers around Spock's wrist and pulled his hand up to her mouth. With still closed eyes, she ghosted her lips over his palm, exhaling a soft "Jim" against his skin. She slid her fingers down to trace her nails over the shell of Kirk's ear as she curled her tongue around the tip of Spock's index finger just as Leo had done earlier, before she took it into her mouth.
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Date: 2009-11-20 03:16 am (UTC)All of those times she wouldn't admit to watching Kirk on the Bridge, the way his tongue would flick out against his bottom lip when he was considering something-- they were nothing compared to the real thing. Almost automatically her free hand moved from the sheets at her side to his head, her fingers curling in his hair. Gently at first, just a subtle encouragement that he was doing it ohsoright.
Her own tongue came out to dampen her lips, eyes closed as she let out a deep breath. It was good-- great, but still not enough. It felt like she'd been constantly teased for the past half hour, from the moment Spock had come to her room to right now. Her patience only stretched so far. Giving Kirk's hair a sharper tug, Nyota slid her fingers around Spock's wrist and pulled his hand up to her mouth. With still closed eyes, she ghosted her lips over his palm, exhaling a soft "Jim" against his skin. She slid her fingers down to trace her nails over the shell of Kirk's ear as she curled her tongue around the tip of Spock's index finger just as Leo had done earlier, before she took it into her mouth.
Payback could be a bitch.