Really, he'd known all along that whatever he had going with Spock wasn't meant to be permanent. He'd known it, implicitely, that first time in his office. Known it even better when she flat out told him that it wouldn't be forever ( Read more... )

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[Spock's on his desk, legs wrapped around him, and kissing him with a passion he wouldn't have expected. And he's enjoying it, which is weird enough that he has to tear his lips away to look at her.] Spock, what are you doing?