[He thought they were about to go for it, and his kissing reflected a passionate crescendo into coitus... but he was surprised at Spock's hesitance. Was... sex not on his mind now? Back by the horse pen earlier he had seemed game. Did something change? Not that Jim was turning that down, he'd make out with Spock. It wasn't a bad experience, and Spock was really getting good at it... plenty of practice of course.
It had been a whole week, he'd had Spock all to himself. It felt like two days. Jim was still grasping that this adonis he'd yearned for was really so eager to be his exclusively. What he wouldn't have done to have even a taste of him then. Never hoping he could have the whole thing...
This gentle kissing, loving in its own right, passionate in a very deep way... This was something he never had with anyone else. He just synched with Spock in a way no one else could...
He'd died already for this man. What the fuck was he waiting for? He hummed against Spock's mouth.]
Mnn... if we were bonded... could I talk to you now?
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It had been a whole week, he'd had Spock all to himself. It felt like two days. Jim was still grasping that this adonis he'd yearned for was really so eager to be his exclusively. What he wouldn't have done to have even a taste of him then. Never hoping he could have the whole thing...
This gentle kissing, loving in its own right, passionate in a very deep way... This was something he never had with anyone else. He just synched with Spock in a way no one else could...
He'd died already for this man. What the fuck was he waiting for? He hummed against Spock's mouth.]
Mnn... if we were bonded... could I talk to you now?
[he kissed him again]