Spock had already moved back into their shared quarters. Not that Leonard was surprised, but he was definitely a bit miffed that the Vulcan had sneaked out of sickbay while Leonard was in the next room. Somehow Spock had managed to get past Christine, who apologised to Leonard, apparently mortified. Leonard had grinned at her and shrugged. If the Vulcan wanted to go, he would. So when he found him at the computer terminal, Leonard approached with his arms folded and the best disapproving look he could muster. 'Hi, Spock,' he said casually. 'Fancy seeing you.'

'I supposed since nothing was, as you said, physically wrong with me, I could leave.'

'Spock, you don't do that. Especially not if you're in a relationship with your doctor. It looks as if you're getting special treatment.'

'I hoped I would.' Leonard glared at him. Or he thought he did. Judging from Spock's expression he wasn't very convincing.

'You know exactly what I mean. D'you wanna know who was in your mind?'

'I am curious.'

'Naturally. It was Jim. Any idea how?' Both slanted eyebrows had shot up.

'I can only speculate. I assure you that I never intended to create such a link with him.'

'I know that. Neither did he. He wouldn't be able. Was there ever a meld you didn't get out of? A time he didn't let go of you?' Spock shook his head, then his mouth fell open and he sat on the bed. Folding his hands before him, he waited for Leonard to sit beside him.

'Once. On Amerind.'

'Amerind. Help me out. Oh wait, the one where you nearly killed yourself with lack of sleep and food.'

'The planet inhabited by representatives of various American Indian tribes. I was, as you pointed out, not in an ideal condition when I initiated the meld with Jim. His memory loss was so severe, it was almost impossible to get through to him. In turn, he very nearly subdued me. Not intentionally, but he struggled so hard against the block around his memory that he did not notice I was attempting to help.'

'A drowning man drowning his rescuer.'

'A very accurate metaphor, I have to say.' Spock shifted until he sat behind Leonard, his legs beside Leonard's. Strong hands started massaging his neck and shoulders. 'If at all, it happened then. When he recognised me, he let me help. And I sensed a slightly worrying affection from him, but after the meld I did not pay it any further attention.'

'So you knew he had a crush on you. Why didn't I know?'

'I did not think of it again, to be honest. The impression was very fleeting. I do not believe that he still harbours any romantic feelings towards me.' Leonard leaned back when long arms wrapped around him from behind.

'Me neither. Spock I've got to tell your parents you're all right.'

'I already did. I have a better idea.'

'And what might that be?'

'My task in the creation of our bond is done. Now you have to do the same for me.' Leonard swallowed.

'And what precisely did you have in mind?' he asked.

'Kiss me.' The hands travelled down and settled on his stomach. 'Suck me until I come in your mouth.' Leonard had been half erect before, and at those words he went completely hard. Oh, Spock knew how to talk dirty, but he only did it about once every two years. 'Then enter me and give me all the passion you have. Stick your phallus in me and take me.' Leonard spun quickly and shoved Spock onto the bed. Bursting with need, he straddled him, rubbing over his groin.

'Want this?' he asked, fixing Spock's gaze and grinding against him in a slow, steady rhythm. 'Want you too. I love you crazy, Spock.' He brought their lips together in a hard, wet kiss. 'I'll put my seed in your gut. And I'll keep shoving it in until it's leaking back out as whipped cream.'

'Yes,' Spock said, undulating underneath him. 'Yes, Len. Love me.' Leonard grinned at him.

'Always.' They undressed frantically. Where their encounter of the morning had been sweet and gentle, this was the pure need to feel that they were both alive and together. Every nerve ending in Leonard's body was screaming for more contact. He kissed his way down Spock's chest and started blowing him, his own sex more than ready for action. Spock's hands were clawed into the sheets, his hips thrusting upwards into his bondmate's mouth. Leonard heard the fast breathing and the hardly suppressed moans and grabbed Spock's erection at the base, his lips sliding over the ridge in a quick rhythm. He felt his lover's orgasm approaching and used his free hand to rub him, adding more friction to his sucking. Soon, spurts of Vulcan seed went down his throat, and he swallowed all Spock had to give. When he felt him soften, he slid up and kissed him hungrily. Spock reached down and grabbed Leonard's hard organ.

'I want you inside me,' he said roughly. Leonard grabbed Spock's legs and placed them over his shoulders. Eyes locked, he entered him without much preamble but very gently. Spock's eyes closed and his back arched. 'Yes. Yes, my beloved.' Folding the legs close to the lean body of the alien, Leonard leaned down and kissed him again, still with fervour, but mostly with all the love he felt.

'Honey, you feel so wonderful. Your body, your mind, all of you.' Spock ran his hands down Leonard's arms and sucked on his bottom lip in reply.

'I can only hope you never cease to think so.'

'No, Spock. Never.' He moved slowly, letting the Vulcan adjust a bit. He had much more control over that particular muscle than a human and he did have internal self-lubrication, but if he hurt him just a bit, Leonard would never forgive himself. 'And I'll never ever try to help you by letting you go again. I hurt you, and I'm so, so sorry.' For one moment Spock held him so tightly Leonard almost couldn't breathe.

'I am not angry.' Leonard buried his face in Spock's neck and inhaled deeply. He increased his speed, supporting himself with his arms and looking into the face of his bondmate. He felt honoured. There was no other way to say it. For a Vulcan, to surrender control like that was difficult. Surrendering it to a human was risky, because any betrayal would hurt. Something clicked in Leonard's head.

'I wasn't jealous,' he said. 'That was the bond, wasn't it?' He stilled and gave Spock a searching look.

'You might have experienced discomfort at the fact that someone else shared my mind, yes. I would not be surprised.' Hooking his arms under Spock's shoulders, Leonard took the Vulcan's head in both of his hands.

'I couldn't share you any more than you could me. Are you all mine, Spock? Are you sure of that?' Spock's eyes were so soft and warm he knew. He had known all along, but what he had found in that brilliant mind had scared him.

'I am, Leonard, or we would not be having this conversation. Certainly not in this manner.' The dark eyes darted down to where Leonard's sex was buried in Spock's flesh. He grinned and pulled away.

'Turn over,' he breathed. Spock did, went to his hands and knees, his rear high up in the air. Smiling to himself, Leonard put only the tip back inside and withdrew. Spock groaned and writhed, and he stilled him with both hands on his hips. 'What d'you want?' As in the morning, Spock said something incomprehensible in Vulcan. Leonard tutted and tapped his sex against Spock's opening before letting it rest there, ready to enter him but refusing to do so. 'Say it properly.' This time it was English, but stifled against the pillow. Unable to resist or torture his lover longer, Leonard turned his tight hold into a caress. 'You say you want me?' He leaned down and kissed Spock between the shoulders. 'All right, then.' Leonard pushed inside with a single thrust and started taking him hard and fast. Spock was moving with him enthusiastically, and when Leonard reached for his sex he found him rock hard again. 'Vulcan stamina,' he managed to mutter. His groin was on fire, the wonderful friction bringing him close to the edge and over it quickly. The moment he came, Spock's muscles contracted around him. They both collapsed to the bed, not caring about the mess they were making. 'Spock, talk to me,' Leonard said.

'I am well, Len,' Spock said quietly, and Leonard sighed.

'God, I thought I'd lost you.' He lay down next to his mate and they snuggled into a close embrace. 'I couldn't stand that.'

'You will not have to.' The deep voice was so soft it was little more than a rumble. 'From now on, when we have intercourse, we will always share the experience. This time you could not feel my mind, I assume.' Leonard nodded. They were so close his nose brushed over Spock's and he couldn't help but smile. 'Next time you will also sense me when you penetrate me. The bond is complete and all but unbreakable. It will continue to grow until we can always sense each other. I love you, Len. I hope you will never regret it.' Leonard twined his fingers into Spock's hair, caressing his scalp.

'Not in this life, honey.' When he kissed him, the sexual frenzy was gone, replaced by the tenderness and caring of a strong relationship. 'Not in the next, either. Promise.' He looked into the gentle eyes of that incredible being. 'And I think … I think it's time we make this official. What do you say?' The answer was a tiny smile and a nod.

'Yes, my Leonard. I agree.' A brief kiss ghosted over his lips. 'Good night, beloved.'

((As I promised, I list the references, such as they are.

The slip that brought me to my knees – Losing My Religion. Obviously.

I love you madly – You

You wipe my lips, you turn me on – You, but not used literally here

Make it all okay – as it is, that's the title

I love you crazy – again, You. I love that song even though it's actually dark. Or because.

You say you want me – You're in the Air))