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Sometimes when he walks into Spock's quarters, looking forward to a night of play, heat, and skin, Spock is waiting for him, buried underneath the sheets of his bed.
Jim knows that tonight is not the night for playing. Ignoring the rule of order in Spock's quarters, he'll kick his boots off, remove his shirt and toss it nowhere in particular. A few long strides and he's under the warm blankets. Sometimes Spock needs his Captain closer than he can be on the bridge, so there is never any hesitation on Jim's part, accepting his first officer's arms around his waist.
Curling his body around the other man, he holds tight.
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