This is deliberately vaguish

“Truth or dare.”

Jim smiled at Sulu who had been chosen by the group of bridge officers to ask the questions.

It had been a boring few weeks and to unwind and have something to do, they’d chosen to play games in the rec room off shift. Yesterday they had played scrabble and of course Spock had won.

“Truth.”

“What’s the most unusual place you’ve had sex?”

“First question and we’re down and dirty,” Uhura commented with a snort.

Jim glanced at Spock, who arched a brow at him.

“Like Cincinnati or a closet?”

Chekov laughed.

“You pick since you’re answering the question,” Sulu said.

“A Jeffries Tube.”

“On the Enterprise?” Scotty exclaimed.

“Er,” Jim said evasively and shrugged his shoulders.

Sulu merely shook his head and set the card aside. He picked out another and turned to Spock.

“Truth or dare, Commander.”

“I always choose truth,” Spock replied with enough frost in his tone to chill the room.

Admittedly he had thrown something akin to a Vulcan fit when they’d chosen this particular game. He was not a fan and did not approve.

“Have you ever called out someone else’s name during sex?”

“Geez,” Bones drawled. “Let me guess. Jim picked out these questions.”

“Did not.”

Sulu ignored them. “Commander?”

“I will not answer that.”

“But you chose Truth.”

“I do not care.”

“Spock,” Jim said in a low voice.

“Do you choose Dare then?” Sulu asked.

“Lieutenant,” Chekov addressed Uhura. “You answer for him, since you vould know.”

She shook her head and crossed her arms in front of her chest. “Nope. Not going there.”

“That tells me that he did,” Bones chortled.

“Bones.”

His friend stuck his tongue out at Jim, who barely refrained from laughing. But he was captain, he should be above all this.

“I do not choose Truth or Dare as I am not participating,” Spock said even more coldly than before.

“Now, Spock, you agreed to play,” Jim reminded him.

That earned him a death glare. Jim cleared his throat.

“Consequence then,” he told them. “The rules say if they won’t do either, then it’s consequence.”

‘Okay,” Sulu agreed. “Let me think what the consequence is.”

Spock aimed his death glare at the pilot.

“Well, as captain, I think his consequence is that Spock has to bring Sulu his morning coffee for the next three days.”

“That’s it?” Sulu protested.

Jim gave him a quelling captain’s look and Sulu shrunk down in his chair.

“Fine, yeah. That’s your consequence, Commander.” Sulu turned to Uhura. “Truth or Dare?’

“Truth.”

Sulu smirked. “When you were together did Spock ever say someone else’s name during sex?”

“Okay, that’s it,” Jim declared. “Game over.”

“Captain—”

Jim arched both brows at Sulu.

Sulu deflated. “Yes, Captain.”

“Time to break this up and everyone get a goodnight’s sleep. That’s an order.”

Jim decided it was best to put some space between him and his grumpy first officer so he exited the rec room with Bones.

“Well, that sucked,” Bones told him. “That was just getting interesting.”

“What it was was awkward. I don’t want Spock to be uncomfortable and report me for a harassing environment, Bones.”

“Like he would.”

Jim shrugged. “It was not fun for him and so it had to end.”

“Yeah, yeah, you always play favorites.” Bones squeezed Jim’s shoulder. “Goodnight. And good luck.”

Jim laughed. “See you, Bones.”

Just then he spotted Spock coming down the corridor towards his quarters, so Jim quickly turned and accessed his own, entering and closing the door just in time. He leaned against the door and sighed at his escape.

His door chimed.

“Damn. Computer, identify visitor.”

“Commander Spock.”

Jim sighed and pressed the button to let him in.