[He hisses, a jolt flying straight down to his cock. His nails scrape over bare skin, over sensitive scalp, and he finds Kirk's busy mouth suddenly less of an annoyance and more of a stimulant. It would not be unwelcome if Kirk talked nearly the entire time, in fact, or kept with a steady litany of moans and cries. Khan's mind briefly conjures the scenario, and he feels his erection harden.
He obliges Kirk's request and continues playing with his hair, or stroking his neck and shoulders. The second bite yields a shuddering exhale, pale skin beginning to flush.]
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He obliges Kirk's request and continues playing with his hair, or stroking his neck and shoulders. The second bite yields a shuddering exhale, pale skin beginning to flush.]