"So impatient."

Fenris' chide is gentle, teasing as his fingers continue to work his captain's member. His actions are slow, deliberate, his intention to drive the man to the brink of madness, if he can get away with it.

Kirk's ministrations of his ear are enough to elicit a groan out of him. He drops his head a little, his free hand gripping Kirk's thigh as he lets out a shuddery breath. Elves and their ears.