"Told you you could do it," Jim's voice praised, his fingers stroking the backs of thighs, over buttocks. "You know how you look right now? Fuck..." He moved his hand to squeeze, groaning quietly.

He bent down to murmur by Spock's ear, "...took it all. It's going to feel even better in a minute." He reached down and gave a tiny tug on the beads, not nearly enough to pull it out.