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<b>Kirk/McCoy - "Now's as good a time as any to tell you. Your ceiling is hideous."</b>

Kirk/McCoy - "Now's as good a time as any to tell you. Your ceiling is hideous."

Jim is still trying to catch his breath as he falls to the bed beside Bones. His body is sticky and wet, covered in a sheen of sweat, saliva, and come, and he probably should be going to take a shower instead of panting like he’s just run a marathon. And that, actually, is a rather appropriate comparison to sex with Bones if tonight is anything to go by. Damn, he hopes it is because it’s been amazing.

Bones shifts beside him, and Jim rolls over onto his side towards him. He stares at Bones and grins, knowing that he must look ridiculous but not really caring. This is a big step for them. A huge step. Maybe even bigger than when they had found themselves dating, since that had sort of snuck up on them without either of them really noticing until they’d already been doing it for months. Yeah, they might both be geniuses but they’re obviously clueless when it comes to relationships.

“You’re staring.” Bones arches a brow and glances at him.

“So what if I am?” Jim leans over and presses a wet kiss against Bones’ chest.

Bones rolls his eyes before he looks at Jim with a serious expression. “We need to talk.”

Jim’s easy smile fades slightly at Bones’ tone. “We do?”

"Now's as good a time as any to tell you, Jim,” Bones says slowly, drawling out his words in a way that seems to take him twice as long to say them. “Your ceiling is hideous."

“What?” Jim blinks dumbly as Bones starts to laugh. “You asshole.” He moves quickly, straddling Bones and pinning him to the mattress, no longer feeling lazy and sated. “That isn’t funny.”

“Yeah, it was,” Bones challenges, smirking up at him as he starts to tickle Jim, knowing exactly where to move his fingers to get a reaction.

“My ceiling is beautiful,” Jim says, catching Bones’ hands and kissing him before he can argue.