Aftermath
Pike almost had to drag Spock to their quarters. The Vulcan stumbled at least once as if intoxicated, forcing Pike to take the full brunt of his weight for a might before commanding him to stand straight. It was unlike any state he had ever seen Spock in before. Spock never struck out unless he planned to kill, and until now, had always finished that kill.
He snapped the password for the door and led Spock over to the bed, urging, then commanding, him to lay down. Pike growled out for the locks to lock as he moved over Spock, checking his pupils, whispering curses to himself about the girl and her stupidity. He had no way to initial a meld, so did what he could instead.
Pike climbed over Spock's body to straddle it and laid their foreheads together. He closed his eyes, breathing out to let some of the tension flowed from his body, and opened his shielding as wide as it would go.
Spock.
He snapped the password for the door and led Spock over to the bed, urging, then commanding, him to lay down. Pike growled out for the locks to lock as he moved over Spock, checking his pupils, whispering curses to himself about the girl and her stupidity. He had no way to initial a meld, so did what he could instead.
Pike climbed over Spock's body to straddle it and laid their foreheads together. He closed his eyes, breathing out to let some of the tension flowed from his body, and opened his shielding as wide as it would go.
Spock.