He had to admit, this particular situation wasn't one he ever thought he'd find himself in. Not that he was thinking much about that right now. He turned his head to capture Spock's mouth with his, reminding himself of that heat he'd been missing - kissing them now was different, almost softer, but it was still unmistakably familiar.
He glanced over Jim's shoulder for a brief second, noting the table - he certainly had plans for that. Plans that were swiftly developing now Jim's hand had made its way below his waistband. He drifted a thumb over one of Jim's hardened nipples, circling it almost rhythmically as he began to slowly but surely manouevere them backwards.
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Re: Conference Room - Deck A
Date: 2010-01-28 11:15 pm (UTC)He glanced over Jim's shoulder for a brief second, noting the table - he certainly had plans for that. Plans that were swiftly developing now Jim's hand had made its way below his waistband. He drifted a thumb over one of Jim's hardened nipples, circling it almost rhythmically as he began to slowly but surely manouevere them backwards.