Prompt: Kirk, McCoy - Rubber Bands
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″So how's it going, Captain?″
Jim narrowed his eyes as he turned away from the window to see Bones smirking at him.
″Just fine, Bones. What can I do for you?″ He tried his damnedest to make his voice cool and professional, but from the assessing looks Bones was casting over him, he doubted he could hold out for long.
″Oh, nothing much. I just stopped by to see if you were getting any work done.″
Jim frowned at him. ″Quite a lot actually. It's been a very productive day.″
″Oh has it?″ Bones' voice was deceptively innocent. ″I'd have thought you'd be... distracted by our little wager.″
″It hasn't distracted me in the least, Bones,″ Jim lied. Through his teeth.
Bones snorted and crossed his arms over his chest. ″I'm surprised you've had time for anything else, frankly.″ Bones shifted his stance, straightening his shoulders, which caused his uniform shirt to pull tightly across his chest. The fucking cheater.
Jim glared. ″Contrary to popular belief, Bones, I am capable of getting some damn work done without stopping for a sex break.″
″That's true, Jim.″ Bones kept smiling. ″But that doesn't mean you don't think about it, now does it.″
Jim assumed the Spock stance, standing with his hands behind his back as he offered a token vehement denial. Despite his attempt to cover the sound, they both heard the sharp snap.
Bones looked like he wanted to crow in triumph. ″Show me your arms.″
Scowling fiercely, Jim held out his right arm. Bones merely raised the Eyebrow of Doom at him until he sighed angrily and raised his other arm alongside the first. Bones reached out and pushed Jim's sleeves back off his wrist, revealing a thin rubber band encircling his left wrist. The skin beneath it was fiercely reddened, though not broken.
″Good job, Jim.″ Bones pushed his finger underneath the band and pulled it away from Jim's skin before allowing it to snap back into place. Jim's breath hitched at the brief flare of pain, a sound that Bones had definitely heard given the way his eyes dilated and he licked his lips.
Jim allowed himself a small smile. He may have lost the original bet, but if Bones' current state was any indication, he was well on his way towards victory in the little side wager he'd made with himself.