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Intercourse
Rating: R, probably higher, and MMF for major, mushy fluff.
Summary: It's not that long; you don't need a summary. But it's
inspired by people who talk to body parts.
Special thanks to Janet the wonder-beta'er.
Spock reclined against the headboard, while Leonard sprawled
crosswise over Spock's legs facing the headboard.
"I love you, you know," Leonard crooned. "God, how I love you. So
beautiful. So fucking amazing."
"You do realize, Leonard, that your statements would be more
credible, if you were looking at my eyes or face, rather than that
particular part of my anatomy."
"I'll have you know, Captain Genius, that I happen to be talking to
*that* part of your anatomy." Leonard returned to the object of his
attention. "You are so strong. Sleek." He ran a finger up Spock's
softened shaft lightly. "Silky even. Like a beautiful marbled
column."
Leonard continued his gentle caresses and crooning. Alternating
between soft words of love and adoration and more colorful
descriptions of his lust and passion. It wasn't long before he felt
Spock's amusement at his continuing discussion with Spock's cock
through their link.
"If I were human, my mate, I believe I would have to say that you are
being a smart ass. If I were human, of course."
"Well, then it must have been your human half that picked up on the
ass part, anyway. After all it wasn't that long ago that you were
calling me a tight ass. A hot, tight ass in fact. Oh and there was
a `Your ass is mine' in there, too, if I recall."
There it was. The ever so slight crinkling around Spock's right eye
and the fleeting upturn of the right corner of his mouth. That was
what Leonard had been aiming for. The equivalent of a Vulcan grin
that only he had the privilege of seeing. Seeing it was akin to
having an orgasm all over again. Knowing that he had caused Spock's
reaction.
He shifted and crawled up to kiss Spock. Nose to nose he
whispered. "I love you, you know. More than I ever imagined I could
love anyone. More than I ever imagined anyone could love ever. You
sustain me. This," he reached back to caress Spock's hardening
shaft, "is one of the best desserts I could ask for, but it is just
dessert."
"That is gratifying to know, Leonard. But I must admit that you
encourage me to brush up on my confectionary and bakery skills."
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