Date: 2009-09-17 05:40 pm (UTC)
Stalked, like a great black panther, all corded muscle and grace and danger. It had been why he had gone to the bed alone, simply to watch his bond mate, to refresh memory.

Also, in part, why he had forgotten the gloves tucked in the bathroom for one of the few times in his life. His mind was taken entirely by the bond and his mate, desire that was far more then his own.

Pike extended his hand, a brow raising, offering that contact that they both needed.
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Captain Christopher Richard Pike

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