Got the next part done, so am posting it. Not sure about the rest of the week, but you get this, anyway.
Jim opened the door tentatively to the knock on his dorm door. He had a feeling it was Spock, though he certainly hoped Spock hadn’t thrown his mother out on Jim’s account.
Sure enough the Vulcan stood there.
“Hey.” Jim shifted a bit and pushed up his glasses on his nose. He’d changed into them earlier. “Uh. I’m sorry I bailed on you earlier. It was just…well…”
“I do apologize for the unexpected intrusion of my mother. May I come in?”
Jim held the door open and stepped back. He saw Spock carried a bag.
Spock seemed to hesitate and moment, but as Jim closed the door, he opened the bag and withdrew the contents. “I made a stop on the way.”
Jim stared at the bottle of lubricant. Moistened his lips. “Oh.”
“I thought, perhaps, given the interruption, we might wish to…start again.”
“I didn’t mean to be rude to your mom. I just, well, I hadn’t really expected that.”
Spock nodded. “Nor had I. That is not the norm for her. It was to be a surprise.”
Jim smiled a little. “She got that part right.”
“Indeed. Will you…allow me to stay?”
Jim came to him then, put his arms around Spock’s neck, and kissed him, deepening the kiss until Spock murmured low in his throat, kind of a cross between a purr and a growl.
It did crazy things to his heartrate.
“I think…you’d better.”