[ The words sank slowly into his brain as he kissed him, touched him.
Slowly it sank in that they were on his bed, in private, and hands were
going up his shirt. It all felt really good, but...
He suddenly pushed at Spock, arms straight and locked, panting harshly, his
cheeks flushed and his mind reeling. God, what was happening? ]
Re: 14th-Evening
[ The words sank slowly into his brain as he kissed him, touched him. Slowly it sank in that they were on his bed, in private, and hands were going up his shirt. It all felt really good, but...
He suddenly pushed at Spock, arms straight and locked, panting harshly, his cheeks flushed and his mind reeling. God, what was happening? ]
Spock... Spock wait...