She was beautiful. In every way - body, mind, smile, eyes.. and that perfect ass. He'd known since that very first moment he spotted her in that shitty bar down by the shipyard in Iowa, knew it even more every moment she was in this room. His body complained at losing her touch, but hell, he couldn't complain about the view. He tugged at the last of his own clothing, letting it fall where it would to the floor without taking his eyes off her.

"Sure did." Just a whisper before a devilish smirk came to his lips. Kirk stepped forward, trailing his fingertips oh-so-gently over the toned muscle of her thighs, ass, up to the small of her back before scooping her up as neatly as a bride and walking with her over to the bed. There he put her down and got a good look at the three of them.

Nyota spread out like a goddess against his sheets, Bones lapping across Spock's chest, the faintest tinge of green on Spock's cheeks right to his ear-tips. This was really happening. Wasn't it? ...Best fucking dream ever otherwise. He knelt down slowly at the edge of the bed, sliding his hands up Nyota's legs. "Please?" Whispered, eyes bright even in the low light of the room. He wanted to taste her, get her ready for whatever happened tonight.