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He never even flinched when the whip came down once again.

He realized he looked forward to feeling that burning heat.

The only reaction would be a raised eyebrow.

Which would often mean: 'Is that the best you can do?'

So again, it came down, harder this time and he felt his blood slowly dripping, making a path downward.

Jim could have sworn he heard Spock cry out, barely. Was it pain or pleasure he was experiencing?

Moments later, his eyebrow rose once again.

That was Jim's answer.
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