“Are you lonely, Spock?” he says boldly, wondering if he would have done so without the benefit of his several shots of whiskey. Spock’s lips part. He licks them, the tip of his tongue darting out quick and sharp before retreating. “I have known loneliness,” he says softly, “but… not with you.”
For this year's @kiscon zine I had the absolute pleasure of doing 5 illustrations for @gunstreet's amazing fic Late Bloomer. It's a 10K Explicit TOS story full of fun shenanigans, sweet moments and a very incredible explicit ending (there also a sexy illustration there!).
Read it HERE. You won't regret it (;