Date: 2009-09-21 01:21 pm (UTC)
It made the older man gasp, a quick breath in that was turned into a rumbling growl upon exhale. His fingers wrapped around Spock-himself-both and stroked in rough succession. So close, right on that very edge and hanging in the balance.

Pike let his mind sink down into Spock's, losing his own sense of self and reveling in the place-self-sense-soul that was created because of it. A physical release was secondary as it came, but it shot through them both as brilliant as a sun and even hotter.
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Captain Christopher Richard Pike

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