Jim didn't take it for a boast. Spock, Vulcans in general, didn't lie, and Spock had never lied to him before. He tried to imagine it, wondered who it was with, though he had a good idea and he felt a strange tightening in his chest.

"I've always wondered what gets a Vulcan turned on," he mused, tapping the tip of the dildo to his lips. "Reciting the periodic table? Equating the mass of a star?"

He was in, in any language, being a bitch right back.