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spohkh ([personal profile] spohkh) wrote2037-09-12 11:37 pm
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Appointments


 
If you wish to meet with me at a scheduled time and place, I would not be opposed to that idea.
Ensure that all details are manifest.
Peace and Long Life.


OOC Warning:
First and foremost I am a student... so please be patient with me on replies.
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[personal profile] universal_charm 2014-04-02 02:12 am (UTC)(link)

He hadn't thought that they could move when they meditated, but apparently they could by the fact he suddenly had a Vulcan in his lap, kissing him. His arms slid around Spock, meeting him kiss for kiss, each a tiny little promise he hoped he had the strength not to break.

He held him tight, kissing until he ran out of air. He pulled back, laying his head on Spock's shoulder and panting slightly.

"You're like a damn cat," he muttered. "Sneaking into people's laps."

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[personal profile] universal_charm 2014-04-02 04:58 am (UTC)(link)

He closed his eyes, letting the other pet him, more or less, which was sort of a reversal of his earlier statement of being a cat. Ah well. He let himself enjoy the touches. He wasn't against them, he was never against physical contact, but this time it made him tingle a bit, in ways his other partners had not. That both scared and pleased him, but for the moment he was really to tired to much think on it.

Yes, very tired. Meditation was supposed to rejuvenate, right? Not that it had been a peaceful session.

"Bed," he mumbled, wanting a pillow and covers and - god - sleep.

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[personal profile] universal_charm 2014-04-08 04:26 am (UTC)(link)

But that was life, Spock. That was a relationship. If you knew everything, well - it wouldn't be much fun would it? Maybe that was another reason Kirk had avoided them. He didn't want the fights, the responsibility of a relationship. He just wanted the fun part, and that had served him for awhile. Looked like he was going to have through that play book out, which was... disconcerting. But he had been through worse, right? Not that this thing was bad.

"You too," he said, reaching out and stroking his jaw lightly with the tips of his fingers. "Night, Spock."