Date: 2009-09-14 03:17 pm (UTC)
Jim was lost.

He had seen the other Spock arrive, bearded and so like the one he knew. He had seen him growl, and dive for Pike's meld points, and then the twisting inside him had increased, the aching bond flooding the rest of his senses to the point where he merely stood, transfixed and gasping and unsure of what he was doing/seeing/sensing, something burning inside him that was almost sexual in its pleasure/pain and for the moment overrided all other thought.
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Captain Christopher Richard Pike

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