When Spock opened his eyes he felt as though he had been absent from his world for a very long time, yet even as he rolled over from his stomach he noted his bondmate sitting on the edge of the hotel bed, smiling at him.
“T’hy’la?” His throat hurt some from yelling his release during intimacies and so the word came out a hoarse whisper.
“Welcome back to reality.” Jim handed him a glass of water and Spock drank from it greedily. Jim’s hand reached over to smooth a lock of Spock’s hair. “How do you feel?”
Spock considered his answer, then said carefully, “Better I believe.”
“Are you hungry? I bet you are. I have some quinoa and tofu stuff ready for you.” Jim made a face which almost cause Spock to laugh, but he wasn’t quite in a laughing mood.
“You are well?”
“Oh yeah. I’ve been awake and up for a while. I even took a dip in the pool outside our room.” He reached for Spock’s hand and squeezed it. “Let me get that food for you.”
Spock was reluctant to see Jim move away, not because he was still in the throes of Pon Farr, but more because, generally, afterward, he craved extreme closeness to his bondmate.
Jim returned in hardly any time though and returned to sitting on Spock’s bed. He handed him a plate of quinoa mixed with seasoned vegetables and tofu.
“I ordered that when I saw you were waking up. Bones said you’d be out about twelves hours but it was more like fifteen.”
Spock took a bite of the food and nodded. “It was quite exhausting. And I saw that you were settled and resting before I rested myself.”
Jim smiled. “Of course you did. Did you hypo my shoulder? I saw a tiny bandage there.”
“Yes, I gave you electrolytes per Doctor McCoy’s instructions. And a small sedative to help you to rest.”
“You’re good at taking care of me.”
“You are my T’hy’la.” Spock ate more of the food, feeling better with each bite. “You went swimming?”
Jim grinned. “I did. And had a long soak in the whirlpool tub. I never want to leave.”
“We do have a few days left for our shore leave,” Spock commented, amused.
“I think when we retire we should consider purchasing a vacation home on Risa.”
“Hmm. There are a number of possibilities for such things.” Spock finished the food and Jim took the empty plate away.
“Would you like to go for a swim?”
“The whirlpool tub?”
Spock nodded. “That sounds currently more agreeable.”
Jim stood and reached a hand to haul Spock up. “Come then. There are even bath salts and bubbles.”
Spock brought Jim close for a moment, holding him. “I adore you.”
“I know. Same, Spock. Same.” And Spock allowed Jim to take care of him. Soon, when he was energized, he fully intended to make Jim’s comfort his priority for the rest of their leave. Jim had surely earned it.