Spock let out a breath he was holding and tried to relaxed, his smile slowly slipping away, for he was still not comfortable with what he had done. Jim, though, looked very at ease, so much different than he did when Spock had found out about his past. He was pleased though, pleased that it had calmed Jim. Perhaps, they could talk now, as Jim suggested. But the topic of conversation was something the half Vulcan was not sure how to proceed. Knowing his friend, he would, how the humans phrased it.. start the ball rolling...
"Nervous?" Jim asked his smile ever apparent.
"Yes, I am at a loss on how to proceed with this conversation we are about to have." Spock responded truthfully.
They were both standing close, facing each other, their hands at their sides. But, those hands wanted so much to move, to do something. Just to have something tangible to hold on to would make things less uneasy.
"Hey, it's not a life and death situation were discussing. There is no Klingons about to board our ship and wreak havoc. It's just two friends, taking the time to get in touch with their emotions."
"Or lack thereof." Spock responded quickly without thinking.
"Now, don't give me any of that. We both know, at least I know about a moment ago, my best friend kissed me, and it was full of emotion. Care to tell me what brought that on?"
"Jim. You are my superior officer. My duties on board this ship, in regards to your safety, has always been my top priority. I felt your distress, and wished to help in your time of need. Just as you have helped me, when I have dealt with similar situations."
"Yes, the pon farr. But, besides the fact that you were acting out of duty and obligation, there was something else that I felt between us. You can't deny that can you?" Jim's hand slowly touched Spock's shoulder. Darkness seemed to be no longer a problem, for he sensed his friend more easily. That flicker of light, that aura about him.
"I...cannot explain myself. I am sorry." Spock's voice was apologetic.
"What if I told you that when our lips met, it ignited something in me, that I have never, ever felt with anyone. Like I was on fire. My whole body numb from the heat of that kiss."
"I did feel that fire as well, Jim. But, are you comfortable with what I did?"
"So comfortable, Spock. That I want you to do it again. And never stop."
The distance between them was gone, the heated skin burned for that touch again.
Lips met with a frenzy, and Spock no longer felt nervous.