Kirk, McCoy - If You Don't Know Me by Now
Not A Walk On The Beach
Jim pounced on him as soon as he was through the door. Leonard's reflexes were quick, but Jim's were quicker, and Leonard was soon pinned to the deck beneath an aroused James Kirk and being kissed to within an inch of his life.
When Jim pulled back long enough to begin unfastening Leonard's pants, Leonard's brain sputtered back to life.
″What in holy hell has gotten in to you?″
Jim snorted softly and cast a look up at Leonard before returning his attention to freeing Leonard from the confines of his underwear.
Leonard shuddered but forced himself to focus. ″Today was a total clusterfuck! We were shot at, you nearly had your head ripped off by that giant clawed thing, and we nearly ended life in the universe as we know it to put things back in order again!″
Jim groaned, pressing himself against Leonard's thigh.
Leonard raised his head from the deck to glare downwards. ″And that somehow turns you on?″
Jim licked a long stripe up Leonard's length before meeting Leonard's gaze and raising his eyebrows as if to say, Yeah?
″I am surrounded by lunatics.″ Leonard dropped his head back to the deck in surrender.