Christine's free arm slipped around Spock as their bodies pressed together. She slid her hand down Spock's back, noting with interest the way the Vulcan's ribcage extended lower than those in humans.

But not too much interest. She allowed her hand to travel back up to cup the back of Spock's neck, her thumb rubbing across the nape.

"What do you want?" she asked softly. "Less clothing, I hope." She tilted her head back slightly to smile up at Spock, and brought their entwined hands together to drop a kiss to Spock's fingers.