Spock didn't want honest and simple and clean. He wanted the mysteries of Jim to unfold under heat and pressure, to feel the contrast of his humanity against himself. The turbolift scene was still fresh his mind, the frustrating lack of skin to touch and Jim's teasing remarks. The opportunity with Nyota was even sharper, her body against his, under his hands, denying himself then to get to this point.
Now alongside his initial curiosity was the lust, slow-burning through the entire evening. Spock wanted to know Jim more than he simply wanted. And here, at last, the opportunity to investigate. Even better--to have Nyota present to share his findings with immediately.
His free hand came up to slide over and grip at the back of Jim's neck, pulling him into a kiss that was far more intense than the simple brush. Jim was close and Nyota was close and he had a hand on both of them now.
Pleased. The feeling curled faintly through his contact.
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Spock didn't want honest and simple and clean. He wanted the mysteries of Jim to unfold under heat and pressure, to feel the contrast of his humanity against himself. The turbolift scene was still fresh his mind, the frustrating lack of skin to touch and Jim's teasing remarks. The opportunity with Nyota was even sharper, her body against his, under his hands, denying himself then to get to this point.
Now alongside his initial curiosity was the lust, slow-burning through the entire evening. Spock wanted to know Jim more than he simply wanted. And here, at last, the opportunity to investigate. Even better--to have Nyota present to share his findings with immediately.
His free hand came up to slide over and grip at the back of Jim's neck, pulling him into a kiss that was far more intense than the simple brush. Jim was close and Nyota was close and he had a hand on both of them now.
Pleased. The feeling curled faintly through his contact.