Bones has him pressed up against a bulkhead. Jim isn’t sure how they got here, but he’s not complaining.
Still. He’s always had a hard time keeping his mouth shut.
He shoves at Bones’s shoulder, breaking the kiss. Bones doesn’t move far, crowding him.
“I like where this is going, but what about the, and I quote, ‘goddamn chain of command?’”
Bones rolls his eyes. “I only said that so you’d stop embarrassing yourself, trying to flirt with Pike.”
“I never fl--”
“Was never intended to apply to me.”
“That’s a relief,” says Jim, and tugs Bones back in close.