Kirk held Spock close, the slightly taller Vulcan's weight needing to be braced tightly. Spock was so warm, like a body burning with fever, and--
Eyes. Dark-black-brown, staring at his, unable to look away from them. It took all of his mind and focused it straight away, blurring out every other thing around him. They were so dark, showing every bit of emotion that Spock normally hid, blazing brilliant-bright and in such pain, confusion...
A grip on his arm. A grip on his neck. A flood of emotions, fast-quick as a river. A confusion and trying to understand. A something unknown to Kirk, a something attempted to be ignored by Spock, curled between them all over again.
Need? Love. besafeworriedworriedprotect
Something made him look up, keeping that body against his. He looked up and met Uhura's - no, Nyota's - eyes. His lips parted, trying to say something, but no words came to mind.
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Date: 2009-09-14 04:04 pm (UTC)Eyes. Dark-black-brown, staring at his, unable to look away from them. It took all of his mind and focused it straight away, blurring out every other thing around him. They were so dark, showing every bit of emotion that Spock normally hid, blazing brilliant-bright and in such pain, confusion...
A grip on his arm. A grip on his neck. A flood of emotions, fast-quick as a river. A confusion and trying to understand. A something unknown to Kirk, a something attempted to be ignored by Spock, curled between them all over again.
Need? Love. besafeworriedworriedprotect
Something made him look up, keeping that body against his. He looked up and met Uhura's - no, Nyota's - eyes. His lips parted, trying to say something, but no words came to mind.