Spock takes off his shirt and folds it
neatly before placing it to one side.
Turning himself towards the light of the
candle, letting its warmth caress
his skin. He hangs a bowl of oil over the
flame, causing the air to be
filled by Leonard's scent. He closes his
eyes and pictures Leonard's arms
around him, holding him close against his
solid warmth. He breathes in
Leonard's scent and draws comfort from
the memories it evokes in him. For a
moment it is as if Leonard is there, in
the room with him, holding him and
he is content.