[He held Spock close, not wanting the kiss to end. He didn't want to be in this position anymore. He hated recovering instead of charging forward and it was hell on Spock. He kissed gently and encouraged the vulcan to lay with him when it was over.]
We will. Everything will be fine.
[He meant that too. Everything was going to be exactly how he wants, his life with Spock, his body. Even his grief. That crap's days were numbered. He had love for the first time in his life. He blossomed open for Spock, showing his returned affections, the intensity of all his pining, yearning, his year of silent devotion to a man he'd never have the honor of calling his own.]
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[He held Spock close, not wanting the kiss to end. He didn't want to be in this position anymore. He hated recovering instead of charging forward and it was hell on Spock. He kissed gently and encouraged the vulcan to lay with him when it was over.]
We will. Everything will be fine.
[He meant that too. Everything was going to be exactly how he wants, his life with Spock, his body. Even his grief. That crap's days were numbered. He had love for the first time in his life. He blossomed open for Spock, showing his returned affections, the intensity of all his pining, yearning, his year of silent devotion to a man he'd never have the honor of calling his own.]