[The fact that it resist a tug is enough for John, gives the illusion of being captured enough to enjoy the sensation. He plans to return the favour later. A damn shame he'll end up jumping the other Kirk.]

[The touch of fingers over the designs carved into his skin brings the most apparent reaction, a gasp of breath that's almost strangled by a full body writhe against James. Beneath the man's fingers, the symbols seems to shift some... lines of text moving on so that the next set of symbols is under his touch.]

[Words that had started to come to his mouth are stopped by a hiss of pain and pleasure, a growl that leaves his eyes slowing bright and teeth exposed. Control is being rapidly lost to sensation.]

I was going to suggest going down on my knees and letting you hold onto my hair while you thrust down my throat, but you're making a brilliant case for a hard fucking right here against the wall. Think you can make me remember you tomorrow? Leave enough marks on me that I'll be feeling you for more than an hour or two? You said you liked violence. Haven't seen much of that yet.

[There's that sly sliver of a smile, trying to get James upset or rushed enough for him to grab control back.]