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_{[ He felt like his mind went numb the moment their lips touched, but not in a bad way. It was the sort of numb he had felt maybe once or twice before when he kissed someone, something he had shoved down and ignored and fled from because he just COULDN'T.

But he didn't run from this. He didn't want to, could feel the numb echoed back through the bond that had come between them by accident. An arm slid around Spock's shoulder, the other gripping his bicep as he tugged him closer.

Kirk's lips parted, tongue darting out to press against Spock's own, seeking entrance, wanting more, needing it, the desire thrumming through the bond. ]}