So I've just got this one last cutesy chapter for you guys before the action starts (and the plot *finally* emerges!)

If there's anything in particular you want to see, please tell me!

Rachel :)

Chapter 35

Jim could hardly believe his luck.

Bones wanted him.

Spock wanted him.

They both wanted him.

He could hardly keep the grin off of his face.

Sitting in between the two men, the two very good looking and shirtless men, he could feel the heat on his cheeks, and ducked his head to prevent them from seeing it.

He heard a low laugh to his left, and then suddenly Spock's arm was removed from his shoulders as a different, warmer arm stole his place, and then he was being gently pulled forwards and tugged closer until he was sitting sideways on Bones's lap.

He looked up in surprise, but the doctor only smiled softly in return, a rather beautiful sight he decided distantly.

"Jim?"

"Yea?" He whispered, barely recognising his own faint voice.

"I'm going to kiss you now... Is that okay?"

"Oh god yes".

He barely noticed the shark-like grin he got in response as McCoy's other hand came up to rest on the back of his neck, warm and heavy and pulling his forwards as the doctor leant up to meet him half way.

Kissing Bones was a roller-coaster kind of experience.

The second their lips touched, Jim felt a spark of anticipation, of excitement, of the promise of more. As his own hands slowly lifted of their accord and landed firmly on the man's shoulders, pulling him even closer so they sat flush together, he felt a quick nip on his bottom lip, a silent question, and he opened his mouth in response. He could hear his blood rushing in his ears and adrenalin coursed through his veins. The thrill kept building up and up and up until suddenly, they were at the top, Jim's arms wrapped around the older man's shoulders, and Bones's hands tugging gently at the strands at the base of the younger's neck, as not a single crevice of the others mouth was left unexplored. Pulling back slightly, the blonde gasped for breath, but McCoy wasted no time in trailing kisses along his jaw, down his neck, nosing away his shirt to latch onto a tanned collar bone and suck, leaving an angry red bruise in his wake as the younger man whimpered unashamedly, slowly coming down from the high, taking deep breaths to regain control of himself, entire body trembling.

"Holy shit".

Bones huffed a laugh into his neck, raising his head until they were at eye-level again.

"Good?"

Jim shivered at the low rumble and swallowed thickly, nodding, "Yea... Yea that was... that was good".

Smiling, the doctor placed one last, lingering, gently kiss on the blonde's lips, before pulling back completely, "I think I'm after making Spock a bit jealous".

Spock.

He quickly turned only to find the Vulcan staring back at him, eyes heated and ears tipped green.

He slowly turned back to Bones, a question in his eyes, and the man released his hold on him with a warm smile and a nod in his boyfriend's direction.

Jim even surprised himself with how eagerly he climbed across the couch to straddle the other mutant's lap, hands resting surely on his shoulders as Spock's came to rest feather-light on his hips.

Once he was face-to-face with him, however, the blonde paused.

"I've never kissed a Vulcan before".

"But you have kissed other aliens?" He responded amused, fighting back the sudden pang of jealously.

Jim nodded, "Yea... Orions, Bajorans, Romulans".

He suddenly stopped and made a face.

"That last one wasn't very pleasant".

"I can imagine".

He glanced back up at Spock, studying him closely as if searching for something, taking in the pointed ears, the arched eyebrows, the high cheekbones and the strong jawline.

He suddenly got the strong urge to touch.

Cautiously reaching up, encouraged by the man's honest and encouraging expression, Jim gently trailed his fingertips along hollow cheeks, watching with fascination as a light green flush formed under his hand.

"Well" He finally decided, subconsciously wetting his lips and seeing the Vulcan's gaze darken in response, "There's a first time for everything, I suppose".

Kissing Spock was the complete opposite of Bones.

He was soft, gentle, safe, letting Jim control the pace, the force, the movement. He felt a surge of affection for the man, and couldn't help but grin into the chaste yet passionate kiss, wanting to test just how far he could push the Vulcan's boundaries. His mouth was warm, very warm, and his lips were softer than a human's too. Pushing his entire wave of emotions into the kiss, Jim felt Spock tighten his grip on his waist, equal parts warning and encouragement. He bit and nibbled at the man's mouth until he opened it, and the blonde wasted no time in fighting for dominance with a rough-feeling tongue. Spock won of course, and he felt the Vulcan shift subtly underneath him, obviously trying to hide just how much he was enjoying the intensity. Jim took pity on him, however, and allowed the man to soften the kiss, moving his mouth against his with such love and adoration, it sent the blonde's head reeling, evoking sensations from him that he never knew he was even capable of feeling. Eventually, however, Spock pulled away, peppering kisses along the corner of his mouth, leading down his neck to where Bones's mark stood out prominently, and latching his teeth onto the unblemished skin directly next to it, biting hard enough to leave just as obvious a mark while Jim squirmed impatiently in his lap, breathing ragged and head strangely light.

"... Woah".

Spock frowned, peering up at him through long eyelashes, "'Woah'? Is that all? Somehow I feel like you enjoyed Leonard's kiss more than mine".

Jim glanced down at him, head recovered and sarcasm returned, and gave a wicked grin, "Well then. I guess you'll just have to make it worth my while, next time".

The Vulcan frowned, "Next time?"

And then suddenly, Jim felt ice grip at his heart, sick to his stomach, and a cold sweat broke out across his back as his head reeled painfully.

There wasn't going to be a next time.

"Next time" Spock mused, "... I suppose that could be arranged. What do you think, Leonard?"

The blonde heard a loud sigh, before suddenly Bones was standing behind him and he was being sandwiched between two warm muscled chests.

"I think" He began, breath hot against the younger mutant's ear, "I think that someone should stop doubting themselves".

It took a good solid minute before his brain had caught up with what the doctor had said, and in that time, Jim had watched confusion flicker through the Vulcan's eyes, then realisation, and then equal parts guilt and worry.

And then it clicked.

He suddenly sat up straight, and from behind him, he heard Bones chuckle, "Finally processed it, then? We meant what we said, kid, Spock was only messing with you, he didn't realise the thought process it was cause".

Spock's hands tightened in their hold on him, concerned, "Jim-"

"No" He interrupted, gasping out a breath as he suddenly realised that he hadn't been breathing, "No, I... I'm sorry. I should have known that... I shouldn't have reacted so- so- so-"

"Naturally?" Bones replied, placing a soft kiss behind his ear, hands coming up to snake their way around his chest, "Of course you reacted the way you did, rejection was what you were expecting, especially after..."

The doctor swallowed and shook his head.

"Nevertheless, you're not to blame here, alright? Alright?!"

"... Alright" He finally replied, heart slowly calming down.

He gave a self-depreciating smirk, "Guess I ruined the moment, huh?"

"Never" Spock said firmly, staring at him with such an intensity it set his heart racing again, "Jim, you can never, ever, prioritise what we want over your own health, physical, mental, emotional, or otherwise, okay?"

"Okay" He agreed, more readily this time, and he felt Bones smile into his neck, "Good. Now so, come to bed?"

At the blonde's suggestive grin, Spock gave him a stern look, "Just to sleep".

He pouted in response, and the Vulcan couldn't help but reach up and kiss the expression off his face.

Maybe they could fix him after all.