"Your hands are very skilled--as well as strong. Enjoyable." His palm ground down again, friction for them both. His voice had already wavered slightly with anticipation. "You could provide a massage, to either or both of mine?" He wondered at the back of his mind if Leonard had truly understood the pleasure he had got from fisting him earlier. Pressure, heat... the prospect of having it all again, but ever changing and around both hands. Spock swallowed once.