Spock welcomed the additional closeness, as it amplified the pressure against her hips, added the press of Christine's chest against her own and the weight of an arm around her waist. The Vulcan pressed her lips against the side of Christine's head and exhaled throatily as the blonde's tongue pressed against the undersides of her fingers.

She was beyond the point of coherent speech, it was fortunate this was neither required nor expected at this juncture.