_{[ Kirk feels no such worry, no such fear. He loves whom he wishes, as he wishes. Kurt had been an intriguing enigma for some time - physically appealing to Kirk, someone who challenged and tested him, and someone, he thought, who just wanted to know he was accepted. His lips parted for Kurt, moaning against his mouth. Slowly he slid his hand up, cupping the back of Kurt’s neck, teasing the fine strands at the base. ]}