[That was strange--at least to Jim--but he doesn't have much time to contemplate it with the firm kiss that comes his way. Jim indulges himself in it, his own hands coming up to play at the waistband of Spock's pants, fingers running up and under it, general question arising across their link of whether Spock wants to run the show and have Jim be more responsive, or if Spock wants him to participate more freely.
The self-consciousness fades quickly enough, again overtaken by curiosity.]
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The self-consciousness fades quickly enough, again overtaken by curiosity.]