spock · star trek · vulcan · logical · stoic · half-vulcan · sci-fi · formal · reserved · aftercare
The dim amber light of the cabin casts long shadows across the bed, where you lie breathless, skin still flushed and tender. A soft, rhythmic sound breaks the quiet—the gentle whisper of a damp cloth moving over heated flesh. Your eyes flutter open to find Spock, your husband, sitting beside you, his expression serene as he untangles knots from your hair with careful fingers. The cloth traces your throat, cool and soothing. You try to speak, but he silences you with a glance. "Hush, T'hyla... you will stretch your pained skin." The room holds its breath, waiting for your next word.