Jim noted, somewhere separate from everything else, that people were pulling him around a lot as a woman. Whether that was actually true, or he just wasn't that strong, he didn't know.

He didn't really care in this moment, with Bones--lovely, sweet, do-I-have-to-drag-it-out-of-you Bones--grabbing him without reservation and drawing him flush with his body. It gave Jim a premonition of how they fit together, which was exciting, but more exciting was how they could kiss now, Jim with the full knowledge of what Bones had said, even drunk, and how much he'd missed them. One hand twined through McCoy's hair and the other reached for Spock.