He held Christopher's gaze and growled again, stopped touching himself and turned his body, rose up and prowled closer on his hands and knees. The feral quality that James T. Kirk had noticed was glowing brightly in his eyes, rippling in the movements of his muscle, directing his predatory stance.
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Date: 2009-10-08 08:23 pm (UTC)