smartass_captain

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Now that they are urged together like this, it becomes easier to use his hands for other things but more difficult to keep his thoughts in order. As Jim arches and rocks up against him Spock meets him movement for movement, one hand splayed on the sheets as the other slides down Jim's arm, to his wrist, fingertips tracing over his knuckles.

The sound he lets out into Jim's mouth is frankly obscene and he has to take a moment to catch his breath, eyes dark from how blown his pupils are as he looks down at him, processing what Jim said to him. Then his head pops up a little bit like a meerkat or something and he says—

"—If you desire to have sexual intercourse while seated in the Captain's chair, we will be required to find the means and time to do so while we are still cadets as it is unlikely we will be able to do so once we are stationed on a ship. The suggestion of making use of the simulated bridge is prudent." He is already going through some calculations in his head, and his access to areas of the academy—the library is simple, for example.

Each word is throaty despite their matter-of-fact nature and he continues on to nod, kissing him eagerly before he speaks again. "I have never desired anyone as much as I do you, and it has been this way from the moment I realized I did so at all."

Finally, finally, he stops fondling Jim's hand to slide his between them, long fingers curling around both of their cocks at once to stroke them together. "I have dreamed of you when I took time to sleep," he adds, sounding almost thoughtful. "It does not compare to the reality."