There was no doubt that it was the same in reverse. He bore the scars of what he would do to keep Spock safe. He held Spock close, fingers digging into the crop of dark strands and holding fiercely. The scent of spice and heat and blood that was unique to his own Vulcan alone.
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Date: 2009-09-15 12:11 am (UTC)