Captain Christopher Richard Pike

Pike sat up, forcing Spock back. It was only a breath of time, though, as he tugged off a single glove with a bite of teeth and a jerk of his head. His hand came up and caressed the side of Spock's face before settling his fingertips in very familiar locations. He was unable to produce a meld himself, but years of the nanoprobes, as well as the learned sensation through the gloves, he could feel the pulse beneath his fingertips, the light change in energies.

In your mind.