Normally Kirk would have watched the other man undress, admired the way his body moved as each inch of skin was revealed. But for once he kept his eyes closed and savored the feel of a mattress instead, crude though it was. He didn't have the energy to keep himself interested in much else, though he did glance up as Sam came to the bed and sat.

"You see him too?" Kirk asked him, hoping he didn't sound entirely crazy as he twisted on his side to look at Sam, faintly noting the play of muscle, a thought in the back of his mind saying how much he would very like to run his hands across his back and shoulders.