McCoy hadn't, not like that. Nothing direct. But the looks... the looks had caught at him back when he hadn't the strength to look away, the dark pleasure in the man's eyes both horrifying and the only point of interest in a world which had telescoped inward until it seemed only McCoy and his own survival existed.
He hadn't touched him in any way a doctor wouldn't.
But now the focus had shifted, everything tipping and sliding down to the point of Pike's blade, the blood rushing underneath, just what he intended sparking in Kirk's brain like fireworks as he forced out a hard-won breath in one word.
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Date: 2010-01-20 09:51 pm (UTC)He hadn't touched him in any way a doctor wouldn't.
But now the focus had shifted, everything tipping and sliding down to the point of Pike's blade, the blood rushing underneath, just what he intended sparking in Kirk's brain like fireworks as he forced out a hard-won breath in one word.
"No."