[watching Kirk undress is an indulgence of which he allows himself slow enjoyment. The Captain seems to get a thrill out of exhibition, and that pleases Khan as well.
Kirk's wet tongue slides along the length of him, and he hums softly, threading the fingers of one hand back into Kirk's hair.]
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Kirk's wet tongue slides along the length of him, and he hums softly, threading the fingers of one hand back into Kirk's hair.]
Keep your eyes on mine.