Was Spock commanding them? The thought was both amusing and seemed to coil something deep within him, something that made that conversation he meant to have even more urgent. But now, he let himself be distracted, watching Spock kiss Bones with a sort of assured abandon he had seldom seen on either's face.
And then he was gasping at the touch of McCoy's fingers, the skin much more sensitive there than it had been and sending another jolt of arousal to that place below his belly. This would not, he thought, be a lengthy examination. He didn't think he could stand it. So he was glad to be moving, to be tripping back over his trousers as the three of them approached the table. Even so, he was surprised when the edge of it bit into the flesh of his ass, and brought one leg up to draw McCoy between them.
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Re: Conference Room - Deck A
Date: 2010-01-28 11:30 pm (UTC)And then he was gasping at the touch of McCoy's fingers, the skin much more sensitive there than it had been and sending another jolt of arousal to that place below his belly. This would not, he thought, be a lengthy examination. He didn't think he could stand it. So he was glad to be moving, to be tripping back over his trousers as the three of them approached the table. Even so, he was surprised when the edge of it bit into the flesh of his ass, and brought one leg up to draw McCoy between them.