Sselene

Kirk moved silently, his steps quiet even against the backdrop of the room (with the exception of the epiphany of the clacking keyboard) before wrapping an arm around his First Officer's wraist and leaning down so that his head was nested on the crook of Spock's shoulder, eyes half closed as he watched elegant hands type out a sheet from what must be an entire month's worth of paperwork. Not once did he pause his work or even falter, even when Kirk decided to lay a chaste kiss on his neck- but it did certainly amuse him, as cued by a slight raise of an eyebrow when he felt the lips against his flesh curve into Jim's distinct grin. "You must