I love that lavender blonde; the way she moves, the way she walks. I touch myself, can't get enough.
He couldn't leave Jim back at the Academy, and he still can't let him go. Something about the younger man struck him. His cockiness, his over-confident stride, the way he knew just how to get to people. Maybe Bones was a glutton for punishment. He followed Jim on his bar crawls, knowing full well these shore leave drinking binges were half to find someone to sleep with other than every yeoman on the ship.
The time with his captain was worth it.
Happy in the club with a bottle of red wine; Stars in our eyes 'cuz we're having a good time. So happy I could die.
Leonard McCoy leans against the bar as he watched his best friend and Captain attempt to seduce yet another young female alien in the club. It was a small club, big enough to hold plenty of people but small enough to be able to see the whole thing from the bar. As he drank, the fermented beverage in his hand diminished form the glass and embedded itself in his system, slowly affecting his brain. When Jim joined his side at the bar after being shot down once again, he offered the younger the beer he'd been guarding.
"I mean I don't get it! What about 'I'm the Captain of The Enterprise' isn't attractive?" Jim complained, downing what was left of the bottle and ordering another. McCoy smiled at him,
"Maybe it's your cocky attitude?" Jim glared in return.
"Doesn't keep you away."
"Whatever you say, Jim." McCoy rolls his eyes, even though he knows the captain is right.
Be your best friend, yeah I'll love you forever. Up in the clouds, we'll be higher than ever. So happy I could die.
By the time McCoy has finished his third drink, Jim has found some girl with blue hair to accompany him for the night. McCoy sighs and turns his back to the two of them as they approach, hating that Jim subjects him to this… this torture. "Hey, Bonesy."
"Jim." McCoy responded, his irritation dripping off the name.
"This is Cali. She said she'd be glad to hook you up with her frieeeend." Bones could tell his friend was drunk, but rolled his eyes.
"I don't go for alien chicks, Jim." He muttered, taking a heavy drawl from his drink. The girl seemed offended and walked off in a huff which shocked both the men.
"Bones!" Jim growled, "What was that for."
"Just telling the truth." McCoy said, smiling into his drink, glad it was now just the two of them.
And when something falls out of place I take my time, I put it back; I touch myself till I'm on track.
Jim ended up taking some other girl home that night, this one even more scantily clad over her reddish skin. McCoy would smile forcedly because he knew Jim was at least satisfied for the moment, even if he couldn't be.
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