"If they didn't, they wouldn't be alive to be on my ship." Pike murmured, but one of his hands slid back into Spock's hair, gripping the slick strands. Without needing to utter a word, he urged Spock's mouth up just in front of his thighs, raising a single brow. A command, a demand, a question all rolled into one.
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Date: 2009-09-16 06:20 pm (UTC)