Christine gasped lightly, arching her pelvis against the contact. As Spock bent her head, her hair fell forward, obscuring her face. Christine wrapped one arm more tightly around Spock's waist and raised her other hand to brush aside the thick hair.

She tucked it gently behind Spock's ear and moved her head to gently suck at the earlobe.

"Your hair is gorgeous," she murmured. "You'll have to let me style it for you sometime."