Spock responded easily to Christine's tongue, humming quietly as she threaded her fingers between the blonde's. They were cooler, especially now, but in no way unpleasant. Spock shivered as she slid them against her own.

"There was no need to warn me," Spock informed her quietly, uttered against her lips as they parted briefly for air. Spock could feel her ears, her throat, she was likely tinted green all across her being. She was lightheaded, it would take very little to push her into her climax. Without further hesitation, Spock moved closer, pressed herself against Christine and slanted their lips together again.