This shattering of composure is exactly what Pike desired. He would draw it out of Spock, touch by touch, moment by moment, until he saw it come. His lips brushed the welt on the back of Spock's neck as he spoke, "Turn over." Pike lifted himself up, giving Spock just enough room to turn over. The sheets would surely be a whole new sensation for the sensitive skin now on Spock's back.
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Date: 2009-12-09 08:23 pm (UTC)