[ He leaned back into the cushions, letting Spock push him down. He
wrapped his arms around the Vulcan, fingers finding his ears to tease the
pointed shell. He could hear the words inside his head, whispers he
understood as declarations of love even if he could not understand the
words themselves.
His skin prickled and sparked where Spock touched him, making him arch a
little. It was hard to say when anyone's touch had ever done that to him,
and he liked it - a lot. ]
Re: 14th-Evening
[ He leaned back into the cushions, letting Spock push him down. He wrapped his arms around the Vulcan, fingers finding his ears to tease the pointed shell. He could hear the words inside his head, whispers he understood as declarations of love even if he could not understand the words themselves.
His skin prickled and sparked where Spock touched him, making him arch a little. It was hard to say when anyone's touch had ever done that to him, and he liked it - a lot. ]
Spock...