Noooo this isn't a GIP but while you're here anyway, lookit lookit. :D
Because I can't use the Spock Smash icon every time I talk about the guy. It is illogical.
Therefore, at some point over the past week I procrastinated on fic by seeking out new lifeforms and civilizations icons. I also procrastinated by watching the ST movies and observations are thus (in the order that I watched):
( faint spoilers below )
Therefore, at some point over the past week I procrastinated on fic by seeking out new lifeforms and civilizations icons. I also procrastinated by watching the ST movies and observations are thus (in the order that I watched):
( faint spoilers below )
His reflection glares back out at him, odd-looking atop all the official edges and stiffness and shine.
Heyyy, that's how I feel about most military dress uniforms! Freaky.
the hard bone of it brushing gently against his balls and he really shouldn't feel that through reinforced underthings but all the protective layers do is reduce the pressure to just the other side of bearable
I missed this in the first read through which was sort of tragic but all the more exciting when I discovered it later.
McCoy writhes. It's a damn good writhe, too. He can tell, because Spock doesn't unclamp her teeth, but she does flick her tongue along the fleshy rim she's holding in her mouth.
No comment. >>
her sternum slotted over his spine, her small breasts flattening on his shoulderblades
Again, and odd detail to appreciate, but whatever. I'm not worried about you judging me for my predilection for anatomical imagery.
In conclusion:
Though you call it a dumb decision, I am grateful that you put off sleep long enough to bring this into existence.
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No but actually of all this kind comment I think the part I most enjoyed was probably the 'no comment', which warmed my cockles like anything. :'D Thankyouu.
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