He was definitely shivering, minute tremors of muscle held under the strictest control he could manage.
Spock counted the five minutes in his head, breathing in a meditative rhythm. He had withstood more pain in this room before but the slightness of this was almost worse.
Pike's touches could not be predicted - Spock bit his lip around a moan as a finger trailed up the back of his calf.
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Date: 2009-12-09 05:44 pm (UTC)Spock counted the five minutes in his head, breathing in a meditative rhythm. He had withstood more pain in this room before but the slightness of this was almost worse.
Pike's touches could not be predicted - Spock bit his lip around a moan as a finger trailed up the back of his calf.