“You do not want me to do that, Leonard.” Spock said quietly, though not with the feral undercurrent from before. Even as he warned him, some feeling began to trickle through the bond between them like a tentative stream before the winter melt.
“…longer?” Spock looked at them, edged a little closer out of instinct more than anything. “The pon farr has ended, as far as my capabilities are concerned.”
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Date: 2010-04-13 01:48 am (UTC)“…longer?” Spock looked at them, edged a little closer out of instinct more than anything. “The pon farr has ended, as far as my capabilities are concerned.”