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Paul wasn’t sure how they got here, more specifically, to this moment in their existence.
His hand currently wrapped around Ethan’s cock, the Spock ears still firmly in place and his command gold shirt still on his body. But they were here.
And Ethan was moaning before him, his eyes closed and lips parted as he gasped. His brows furrowed together in a way that shouldn’t look cute with the Vulcan eyebrows still in place. But was, regardless.
“Paul.” Ethan’s voice was soft, breathy as he arched against the couch cushion. And before Paul could stop himself, he spoke.
“Captain.”
Ethan’s eyes fluttered open momentarily as pre-cum leaked from the head of his cock. “Captain.” He corrected himself.
Paul felt the smile split across his lips as Ethan’s eyes closed again, his movements quickening as Ethan repeated the title.
“Good boy, Mr. Spock.” Paul replied, his free hand threading through the dark hair as Ethan leaned his head into his touch.
“Captain.” He said again, voice hitching, “I’m close.”
And before Ethan could say anything more, Paul leaned down, lips wrapping around the cock as he took him into his mouth. His tongue pressed flat against the tip of his cock before running down the underside of the shaft.
He felt Ethan’s hands in his hair, holding him in place as he came, thick ropes spilling forth as Paul greedily swallowed.
When his release finished, his grip loosened and Paul lifted himself back up, tongue poking out and trailing along his lips to gather any lingering speck of spunk that had been left behind.
The two locked eyes, and Ethan couldn’t help but let out a laugh, “We did not just role play Spirk.”
Instead of answering, Paul only laughed with him, body leaning against Ethan’s as the two continued to laugh.
Ethan looked over, watching with something akin to fondness as his heart seized in his chest. And before he could talk himself out of it, he leaned forward and captured Paul’s lips in a kiss.
Paul froze for only a moment, before he returned the kiss. Their bodies arched closer, hands roaming down new territory as the world around them faded away.