[He reaches down to help and lifts his arms up over his head, tossing his shirt aside, immediately ducking back in to take Spock's lips. It's a flurry in his mind of his usual feelings and emotions whenever they got like this--low, dusky heat rippling from the deepest core him, slight tugging between them at their bond, as though to hasten their coupling.
But this time, there's a dark, walled off area of their shallow touch. Buried inside are Jim's doubts about the recent revelation regarding Uhura. A small leak of fierce possessiveness emanates from it, wanting to reinforce for now that Spock was his alone.
Jim reaches at the hem of Spock's multiple layers, intending to get all of them off at once, wanting to feel skin against skin.]
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But this time, there's a dark, walled off area of their shallow touch. Buried inside are Jim's doubts about the recent revelation regarding Uhura. A small leak of fierce possessiveness emanates from it, wanting to reinforce for now that Spock was his alone.
Jim reaches at the hem of Spock's multiple layers, intending to get all of them off at once, wanting to feel skin against skin.]