[Home Sweet Home] -- [Jim, Bones, ???]

[kirktastic]

The Captain of the U.S.S. Enterprise used his captainness when it came to his quarters for only one thing: one very large king sized bed. Everything else was regulation, but the bed was a beautifully large bed he had gotten during the refit of the ship back over Sha'Kwai. It was a necessary refit for their quarters because of the other half of the men who slept in it. Bones, unabashedly, was a sprawler. A very bad one at that, hogging as much of the bed as possible, including Jim and his available limbs. A king bed, at least, had solved the fact that Bones would sprawl out so much he ended up on the floor more than once. Even so, sometimes Bones still ended up on his half of the bed.

So when Jim got to wake up and streeeetch like a cat, spreading himself out on the bed and didn't have to shove his CMO's heavy weight off of him, didn't knock into Bones because Bones always put his damn cold feet on his warm skin, didn't have a nice warm body to nuzzle into...

It woke him up, and he stared at a very unfamiliar ceiling as he tried to figure out all those didn'ts.

He sat up, looking to Bones' normal side of the bed. Okay, it was missing entirely. He wasn't even in his bed. In fact, he seemed to be very much alone. Waking up with someone was something he had gotten oddly used to, more quickly than he would have expected, so he pouted a little at being all cold and alone under the sheets.

Jim stretched out again, this time with more purpose. Then paused as something dark flashed out of the corner of his eye. There was a very familiar tattoo on the back of his hand.

Jim threw off the covers and looked down at his body, his own deliciously familiar correct body, and grinned as hard as he could. As quick as a wink, knowing now exactly where and who and what, he stripped down until he was nude and went dashing through the actor's shared suite.

He only stopped for a second at seeing a very determined Spock go running through at the same time, but instead he was heading out. Jim had a real good idea of just where he was going, and said a quick wish of luck in Zach's direction before his grin returned and he snuck into the other bedroom.

There was Bones, or who he sure as hell hoped was Bones, sprawled out completely covering the bed. Jim rubbed his hands greedily and slipped onto the bed, tugging at the covers, grinning at the scowl that came with the release of body heat, and replaced it with his own as he nuzzled behind Bones' ear. "Wake up, Bones."

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[dctr-mccoy.livejournal.com]

Bones stood, his back cracking as he looked around at room. He headed toward the replicator, made two cups of coffee and headed back to Jim. "Everything okay?" he asked Jim, taking a sip.

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

"Hope so. They're up. Thank you." Jim groaned happily as he accepted the cup and took a sip. The heat felt delicious right now. "I don't know how this all worked out but... it did. Provided Spock doesn't kill Zach."

[erudite-actor.livejournal.com]

It didn't require much thought to figure out who was in bed with him this time. Chris rolled over slowly, taking in Karl's sleeping form sprawled across the bed. It was definitely Karl, or Karl's body, as evidenced by the shorter hair sticking up messily all over his head. The worry lines that had been evident on his face the past few days were almost unnoticeable, his face relaxed as he slept, one arm flung out toward Chris. A twist of something hot and confusing swept through Chris as he lay there watching him.

Finally, Chris reached out to shake Karl's shoulder, hoping that this wake up call would be less awkward than their last. "...Karl? Hey, Urban, time to wake up."

[geekiwi.livejournal.com]

"Nnnnnh," mumbled Karl. Someone was prodding him, trying to rouse him, but he was too warm and comfortable. He snuffled, and rolled over, smushing his face into the pillow. "G'way. Early."

[erudite-actor.livejournal.com]

It figured, Chris thought. He sat up, the sheets pooling around his waist. Oh. Should probably find clothes before trying again, he realized. Looking around, he spotted a pair of boxers on the floor on his side of the bed. Pulling them on, he crawled back onto the bed, close enough to lean in and shake Karl again, speaking a little louder.

"Karl. Pretty sure you're gonna want to wake up for this."

[geekiwi.livejournal.com]

Once his mind managed to determine, through a fog of sleep, who was talking to him, Karl jolted awake immediately, and lifted his head to squint at Chris. "Pine? Whoa." He squirmed the right way round and sat up to ascertain that, yes -- brown hair, no tattoos as far as he could see -- it was Chris's body, it was Chris talking. He was back. Karl touched his own hair, and a glance at his left hand confirmed the same for him.

He grinned at Chris, pure relief surging up in him so that he didn't particularly notice or even care that he was once again in an awkward naked situation. "Mr. Pine, I presume."

[erudite-actor.livejournal.com]

"Mr. Urban," Chris replied with a nod, grinning from ear to ear. Whatever apprehension he'd had that this was going to be awkward again melted away at the sight of that familiar smile. "We're back... well, in our own bodies anyway. Feels good, doesn't it?"

He stood up, going over to the drawers he knew belonged to Bones and tossed some clothing at Karl. "You'll probably want those," he told him with a grin. "That was Jim a few minutes ago... pretty sure he and Bones want their room back."

[geekiwi.livejournal.com]

"Likely." Karl threw off the sheets and pulled the t-shirt and pants on as Chris turned politely away. "Man, I feel like going for a good hard run. Making sure everything still works. Isn't it a fucking relief that you don't have to be extra-careful anymore, worrying about breaking someone else's body?" He wiggled unobtrusively... no aches or pains in interesting places, that was good. "And now you'll be able to eat properly again."

[erudite-actor.livejournal.com]

Right on cue, Chris' stomach growled impatiently. "Thank God," he laughed. "Never thought I'd say this, but it feels so good to actually be hungry." He dressed in a pair of pants and shirt himself, turning to grin at Karl again once they were dressed. "And I don't hurt any more."

He sobered a bit, remembering the reason for those aches and pains, but it was such a relief to be back in his own skin. Chris stretched, his arms raising above his head as he just relished the feeling, his shirt riding up a little.

[geekiwi.livejournal.com]

All the physical issues Kirk had, and they never even would have known if the switch hadn't happened. Karl was glad for Chris, that he felt healthy and good again, but it was tempered by the sobering notion that Kirk would be back to dealing with that.

Karl clapped Chris on the shoulder, which turned into a bit of an affectionate sideways hug before he let go. "Let's go find Zach, huh?"

He'd be... with Uhura. Oh, boy. Again. He hoped for Zach's sake they'd put some clothes on before they'd gone to bed.

[erudite-actor.livejournal.com]

Chris leaned into that hug, surprised but relieved their happiness at being back in their own bodies seemed to have headed off the potential awkwardness. He squeezed back before letting go, the small curl of want in his stomach dissolving in concern at the thought of where Zach likely was right then. Oh, shit.

"Spock seemed pretty protective of Uhura last night," Chris said, chewing his lip. "I think we should find Zach, yeah." He threw on shoes and followed Karl out the door.

[dctr-mccoy.livejournal.com]

There was a scratch at their door, so Bones went to open it, and he chuckled as he looked down. "You get left behind, buddy?" he asked, reaching down to pet the brown furry dog who was looking up at him with confused and sad eyes.

"What do we do about him? Leave him here, in their room?" Couldn't let him roam, and Bones wasn't sure he wanted to be anywhere near Spock right now, not if he was pissed off.

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

"Um," Jim looked down at the dog, frowning. "I guess we should leave him since Zach will be back. Or in sickbay." He stretched out, and went to go grab the shorts Chris had had on. It'd be a long walk back to his quarters.

[dctr-mccoy.livejournal.com]

Bones opened the door to the common room of the suite, making sure the dog had some water in his bowl. Then he rummaged through Karl's closet, grabbing a pair of jeans and some boxers. "Think we should wait a bit?" he called out loudly to Jim getting dressed. Then he spoke again, mostly to himself. "Fuck, I hope it doesn't go too badly for them again this morning."

At least there hadn't been any sex, though they had both gone to sleep naked as the day they were born.

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

"I think that by the time we make it up there, they'll have it sorted out. We'll just take our time." Jim dug in to pull on something more proper in Chris' room, then walked back out into the middle room. "They should be able to handle a little nakedness."

[dctr-mccoy.livejournal.com]

Bones laughed at that. "Yeah... I mean, its not like we're ugly or anything." Then he looked over at Jim, and laughed, hard. There was something wonderful about being him again.

He stepped up close to Jim and kissed his temple. "Hey you."

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

Jim had to agree with that. He pulled Bones close, just for a second, and rubbed his forehead into Bones' shoulder. "Hey you," he whispered back.

[dctr-mccoy.livejournal.com]

"You remember where we were when all this shit started?" he asked, talking low into Jim's ear. That night, the night George and Christopher had married, when they'd gone back to their room for their own private party. "You recall what happened that night?"

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

Jim blinked at the words, and even more so at the warm, warm voice low in his ear. He thought quickly and shuddered at the memory. "Yea, baby... I do." He'd fucked Bones good and hard up against the wall.

[dctr-mccoy.livejournal.com]

His mouth found Jim's neck once more, the taste of his skin like sunshine. "My turn," he spoke into Jim's ear before biting lightly.

The ideas of what he wanted to do to Jim's body were vast - he'd had a while to think about it, and he's spent a fucking long time thinking about it.

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

The groan that left him was deep out of his chest, his eyes squeezing shot as blood rushed down to his cock which twitched in interest. "...yes." He couldn't even find another thing to say except that single breathed word of need.

[dctr-mccoy.livejournal.com]

Bones caught Jim's mouth and kissed him deeply, their heads pressed together. "Let's go," he said, taking Jim's hand in his own. "I wanna be inside you."

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

Great, now he was going to be walking back to their quarters hard. He gripped his fists hard, concentrating on the small pain, then quickly started to pull Bones out of the suite. "Quarters. Now."