[ He really didn't have an answer for that. In all his previous
experiences, when the word "love" in any shape or form came out, he went
running for the hills.
But a lot had happened in two years - or was it three? Luceti had messed up
his time flow, damn it. But either way, a lot had happened. He wasn't that
same person, even though some of that person remained. So he wasn't sure
what it was that kept him there when Spock's mouth touched his - a shared
memory of mistletoe, the thrumming of the bond between them, just the sheer
want to not be alone...
Whatever it was, it kept him there and leaning back into his mouth, tongue
flickering out to tease, to press inside and deepen it. Kirk never did
anything by halves, after all. ]
Re: 14th-Evening
[ He really didn't have an answer for that. In all his previous experiences, when the word "love" in any shape or form came out, he went running for the hills.
But a lot had happened in two years - or was it three? Luceti had messed up his time flow, damn it. But either way, a lot had happened. He wasn't that same person, even though some of that person remained. So he wasn't sure what it was that kept him there when Spock's mouth touched his - a shared memory of mistletoe, the thrumming of the bond between them, just the sheer want to not be alone...
Whatever it was, it kept him there and leaning back into his mouth, tongue flickering out to tease, to press inside and deepen it. Kirk never did anything by halves, after all. ]