Something Fenris is glad for. Though he prefers his own space, he does still enjoy warm, happy company from time to time. Despite what those who don't know him all that well think, he isn't bereft of a sense of humour, he just uses it more carefully. And all of Kirk's ...Kirk-ness certainly makes the Enterprise feel like home.
"Good luck with that," he responds with a low, rumbling chuckle.
Fenris would reluctantly say it helped a little, but still, he shifted his legs, pushing the trousers off all the way and letting them land in a pile on the floor. That done, he focuses back on the man below him, pressing a sharp nip to Kirk's inner thigh. He glances up, to throw Kirk a small grin, but also to check the man was still happy, that he still wanted this. That was...important.
That determined, he sets his attention back, one hand resting on Kirk's thigh, while he leans in to trail his tongue slowly up the length of the man's cock.
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"Good luck with that," he responds with a low, rumbling chuckle.
Fenris would reluctantly say it helped a little, but still, he shifted his legs, pushing the trousers off all the way and letting them land in a pile on the floor. That done, he focuses back on the man below him, pressing a sharp nip to Kirk's inner thigh. He glances up, to throw Kirk a small grin, but also to check the man was still happy, that he still wanted this. That was...important.
That determined, he sets his attention back, one hand resting on Kirk's thigh, while he leans in to trail his tongue slowly up the length of the man's cock.