Mr. Spock
[NSFW] put a name in my inbox and my muse will answer:
How interested they are in having sex with them: His eyes grow wide a little at the mere thought. “Interested is a word for it.”How much they would pay (or have to be paid) to have sex with them: He coughs turning beet red and looking to the side. “That’s terribly inappropriate question.”If they would rather bottom or top them: Leonard can’t shake the heavy flush to his face which has traveled to his ears and knuckles. “I’ve heard stories of Vulcan’s being-... I’m pretty dominant.” He clears his throat and bounces on the balls of his feet a little. How good they think they would be: He scowls defiantly. “I can’t imagine Spock’s attention to detail and perfectionism translating badly with the right partner.” Yes he’s the right partner. Fight him. If they’d prefer kitchen counter, wall, or shower sex with them: His face feels like it’s on fire. What is this line of questioning even about?? Nope not getting an answer, he hasn’t thought about any of this. He lapses into petulant silence. If they’d fuck, have sex, or make love: Has a reputation as a sensualist to keep up, thank you very much. “Making love is-...” The only thing he’d be interested in. “Probably the most accurate description.”If they were going to make it a threesome, the third person they’d pick: He’s crossing his arms tightly and grabbing his own biceps hard, staying on the balls of his feet to give himself some height. He deflates after a good thirty seconds of this. “Jim, probably.”If they think there’s ever a possibility that it would happen: “I highly doubt it.” Not that he doesn’t hope.
