[A small warmth blooms in his chest at the unexpectedly tender moment. Was this what other people were talking about, how becoming intimate emotionally made the physical seem even better? In this case, it made the physical and mental even better. He'd ruminate on that later. Much later.
Jim receives that message loud and clear, pulling the shirt as best he can up and over Spock's head. There's only a momentary pause in the desperate kiss to appreciate Spock's now utterly messed up hair. He'd keep that image with him for a while.
He surges back up again, amused air in the link--Spock would have to let go of Jim's wrist to get the shirt completely off after all. In the meantime, he runs his free hand over Spock's lean muscle up his abdomen, over the shoulder and up his neck, once more threading his fingers into Spock's hair and gripping, using his thumb to trace along the shell of the ear up to that point that made him so distinctive among humans.]
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Jim receives that message loud and clear, pulling the shirt as best he can up and over Spock's head. There's only a momentary pause in the desperate kiss to appreciate Spock's now utterly messed up hair. He'd keep that image with him for a while.
He surges back up again, amused air in the link--Spock would have to let go of Jim's wrist to get the shirt completely off after all. In the meantime, he runs his free hand over Spock's lean muscle up his abdomen, over the shoulder and up his neck, once more threading his fingers into Spock's hair and gripping, using his thumb to trace along the shell of the ear up to that point that made him so distinctive among humans.]