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Jim's hands practically feel as though they burn his skin for the body heat difference and Spock swallows hard. He has never been this easily affected with any of his previous human partners, but perhaps it is the affection making it that much more intense.

Perhaps it is also the desperation Jim already showcases with each thing Spock does; he has also never felt this wanted before and he desperately, desperately craves more of it.

Spock has at least been somewhat sexually adventurous, though with less overall partners than Jim may have had. He is aware of the usage of and requirement for lubricant with humans for certain aspects, though Vulcans produce enough of their own, generally speaking. Spock considers mentioning so, as he is aware that the preparation for anal sex is similar both between species and sexes, but curiosity about the rest of Jim's comment wins out and he slides just far enough away to get to said foot locker and pop it open, arching an eyebrow slightly as he skates a glance over everything inside before he grabs the bottle of lubricant and returns to his own bed and Jim himself.

He sets the bottle on the bed and slides up Jim's body again to press a kiss to his mouth; as he does he shoves his pants and underwear the rest of the way down his hips and gets them off his legs, leaving them in similar states of undress.

Similar states of hardness too, though their anatomy does have certain differences, namely the fact that Spock's arousal has slipped free of its normal sheathed housing and that said sheath has leaked enough slick that not only is his cock coated, his inner thighs are dripping obscenely.

He has never been this aroused in his life, he realizes, though he does not say as much because he's too busy pinning Jim to the bed with his own body to grind their hips together, giving them both slippery friction that drags a groan from low in his chest.