They were all still quiet, despite knowing they were awake; something about the dark and soft words and swallowing noises Jim was making made Bones want to stay quiet, as long as he could. Keep the mood the way it was, intimate and tender.

But inside Bones things were boiling over, and he felt himself still and shudder, holding Jim's head steady with one hand as he came with a strangled groan. One leg tangled between Spock's and he arched back into him as he tried to catch his breath.