What was he thinking about? He sort of forgot as blood rushed somewhere entirely other than his brain and Jim groaned in return. Bones was getting hard against his leg and... and...

Fucking hell. "Bones, fuck... we can't... do this here." The words felt flat coming out of his mouth when he wanted Bones so badly. "Quarters? Lube's there?" He tried suggesting, but almost laughed at how stupid it sounded.